228 - Roboute Guilliman, Origins and Great Crusade

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Reboot-erts.

Reboot-te-gui-men, actually, like the Frenchman.

Rebaire.

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I mean, exactly how I read it, Robert, girl-y-man.

Yes.

Yes.

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Yeah.

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Let's dive into reboot gilament in this episode.

We're going to do the classic origins in great crusade.

And the next episode will be, you know, the horror of seracy and the great scouring.

But yeah, this episode we're going to dive into McCreg.

Him has the sentiment Craig, just kind of his origins on that planet.

Some things happen.

He builds an empire, but he builds one like unlike any other primark that would go into

the great crusade.

He meets the emperor and so forth.

Honestly, not a lot happens to him.

Like here's the thing about reboot gilament, like nothing interesting happens to him because

he's just good old reliable.

You know, he's going to win every battle.

He has like the highest record, but like there's not a lot of battles.

I did find two that are kind of interesting.

And that's the raising of Manarquia, and it's not necessarily even a battle in the great

crusade.

And then also the battle of the Yuri and Dice Terminal.

And that one was more just whatever.

It was interesting, but we'll get into that one as well.

And then we'll cover his personality, appearance, war gear.

And gilament wrote a bunch of books.

Of course, he wrote the codex of starties.

We won't talk about that one in this episode because he wouldn't have wrote it yet.

He has four others that we'll talk about.

He's a bunch of cool quotes and stuff, so that's what we're getting into.

He's a renowned and published author.

Yes, yes, published across 500 worlds.

Many talents.

All right, let's jump right into his origins and the great crusade.

Roba, man, now I'm saying it in French in my mind.

Now I remember coming.

Oh, it's locked already.

Reboute Gilament, known as the avenging son, the victorious, the master of Ultramar and

the blade of unity, stands among the genetic sons of the emperor of mankind as primark

of the Ultramarines, the legion wrought from his design.

A peerless commander and disciplined statesman who governed a thriving interstellar realm

before reunion with his father, Gilament distinguished himself among his brother Primarkes

by embracing not only conquest, but construction, order forged from compliance and prosperity

rising from war.

He viewed empire as architecture, war as instrument, and humanity as a destiny to be shaped

through reason in addition to commanding the largest space marine legion during the

great crusade, the Ultramarines.

Now into the Primark project, through the disciplined record of imperial iterators, the life of

reboot Gilament stands clear, his youth, his rise, his reunion with the Imperium, strip

away ceremony and truth remains.

His ascent was not by accident, but architecture, order, foresight, and design.

The emperor forged 20 Primarkes from his own perfected jean craft, leaders engineered

for conquest and governance alike.

Each was shaped with singular strengths honed by science and the discipline mysteries of

the immaturium.

They were not merely generals, they were instruments of destiny.

The runes power scattered them, hurling their gestation capsules into the warp and across

the galaxy.

Some were scarred by that passage, not all emerged toll.

The consequences would unfold in time.

Cast upon distant human worlds, each Primark was tested by environment and necessity.

Some became tyrants, some became saviors, all were shaped by their crucible.

Britain's capsule fell upon McCregg, a disciplined world in the eastern fringe.

So we know this story pretty good by now, 13 Primarkes in, but you have to share it anyways,

but we'll carry on quickly.

Before the Great Crusade, McCregg stood as one of humanity's lost colonies, governed

by a dual authority vested in two councils, consoles.

It was a stern but viable world, rock-bound in a steer, it's terrain dominated by vast

mountain ranges that claimed more than three quarters of its surface, much of it bearing

an unforgiven.

Once a province of a greater stellar dominion forged in the dark age of technology, McCregg

endured through long centuries of isolation with discipline and purpose.

Its industries survived the age of strife in functional strength and its people maintained

its structure, hierarchical society that valued order above indulgence.

Notably McCregg preserved several ancient warp-capable vessels suited for near-stellar passage

when conditions allowed and continued the measured construction of sublight craft, even at

the height of the warp's fiercest tempest.

Though calculated risk, or through calculated risk and resolute governance, its leaders

sustained contact with neighboring human systems despite the storm's fury, thus McCregg retained

not only trade and communication, but conviction, the rationale, certainty that humanity persisted

beyond the void, and that isolation was a challenge to be mastered, not a fate to be endured.

Yeah, McCregg, its cool spots kind of gets isolated by a bunch of warp storms, most of

the places do.

It's cool how it kind of drives this idea, and I like that they kind of have the idea

that there's people out there, so it's only a matter of time that they can get off world

again and go find some people, get some more trade going and whatever, and then they might

get isolated again, but whatever.

They do what they can with what they have.

I picture, and I think a lot of people do, this place becoming Rome, and like it's peak

or whatever, we picture Rubu Gilliman wearing all the leather tassels in the Roman six-pack

armor and stuff, but at this point I don't think it's like that, I think Gilliman turns

it into that place.

Like, yeah, it's got order and structure and society and all that, but Gilliman really

takes in, like he's known as an architecture as well, and like a Vibesman, as they call

him.

A Vibesman?

Yeah, he's got a good vibe.

Vibes coded his chapter.

Yeah, isn't McCregg kind of like more barren and rocky outcrops, or am I mistaken about

that?

Yeah, yeah, and in 40K, the only real notable feature is like this massive fortress monastery

where like in 30K, it doesn't even really have too much of that yet.

Yeah.

Yeah, I mean, I go into what you're saying, kind of that like Romanesque inspired, at

least the terrain would be kind of Mediterranean feeling to me, with like big mountain ranges,

kind of rocky-ish, which I don't know if I think like, you know, wine countries.

And Italy.

There are, there are significant portions of both Italy and Greece that are quite, yeah,

like rocky and, yeah, yeah, and that's what comes in my mind when I think of it, and

it might be just because I'm already tainted of the mind with Rome, but Max Machina in

the comments says, Roberto Casadea, man.

That's his Spanish name.

That's how he's pronounced in Spanish.

Yeah, yeah.

So we got the French version, the Spanish version.

I do have a little something I want to do, the Indian version.

Legally no, legally.

Um, I have, actually, I guess we can't, we might as well address it now since we're talking

about Rebute's name.

It is an odd name, considering like a lot of the primarks carry kind of like these pseudo

Latin names.

You know, you have like Corvus, Corax and Ferris Manis, like really on the nose.

Yeah, our hand guy is called Ferris Manis, you're like, and Raven, Raven, yeah.

Okay.

I was actually going to, I was actually going to say this.

I've always thought Rebute and Lionel Johnson are kind of the two sort of silliest sounding

names for primarks, for like these demi gods, they almost kind of sound a little

ridiculous, but maybe that was just me.

I didn't want to say anything because I'm like, is that just me or, yeah, no, it makes

sense that Lionel Johnson's like, no, no, please just call me the lion, please.

Yeah, yeah.

Like if you just called the lion, but Lionel, you know, like Lionel Johnson, this is their

primarks chuck.

Yeah.

The warped not only tainted their bodies, but also their names that used to have such

sweet cool names and then, Maximus machine guns.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

On that note though, oftentimes their names are kind of like tied to something about them

or their backstory or some kind of mythology that kind of makes them cool.

But oddly enough, like, even Lionel Johnson, the whole reason behind his name is like named

after a real like poet who wrote the Dark Engine, right?

These are like connections.

Yeah.

But with Rebute, I like calling them Rebute better personally, but yeah, his name A sounds

kind of French ish, Gilman kind of sounds like the French version of William.

So and Rebute is almost like Robert.

So Robert William.

And like, there's been a lot of great Roberts and Williams in history.

So it's like, which is at just broadly because there's so many people with those names that

they're kind of like referencing or is there like a particular person in history, which

I couldn't find anything like concrete about like what his background is or what his name

is tied to.

There's also a Britonian, I think the third king of Britonio was named Guim, Guamon,

which is Sam's William and French and the Britonians are very French-coded too, which is again

odd.

And especially like the whole vibe of the Ultramarines and McCrag and Ultramar are all

very Rome-coded, like we're saying, like you'd expect like maybe a Latin name.

He looks like Julius, like common depictions of Julius Caesar.

So you think maybe his name would be Jewels or something like that, but it's just kind

of odd and out of nowhere.

Rebute, friend, every time I say it is going to be weird, but yeah, Rebute, Rebute's name

is kind of like weird as an supplier.

Apparently Rick Priestley has said it was a name he made up that sounded like a West

Indian revolutionary in a French colony, possibly Haiti.

Now, that sounds like an oddly specific Ultramar dude.

Yeah, I mean, you know, this is one of the things I regret not asking him about when

we'd interviewed him.

Oh, God damn it.

Yeah, who's Rebute?

And how do you say this?

We did guys using like an early chatbot generator for names, they was spinning out those

kind of names.

What was happening?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's just very strange.

Most of the fact that it's like French coded in a, again, Latin, Roman inspired faction

and that they're British too that would have named them something French coded is also

strange, but I digress, but yeah, he has that like Cesarean, yeah, really quickly to

just another aside aside, I do wonder.

So did you know Ultramar was actually an oil, is an oil company that has like a golden

eagle and has like a golden blue logo and it's based, it's based, I believe out of Quebec,

which is French.

Yeah, but it's French and I, I think you, so yeah, I pulled them up here there.

They were founded in 1961.

So definitely predate 40K.

It's such a random thing, but like maybe what someone isn't, was in Quebec and then

that's when they conceived the Ultramarines.

Roll out of the raffle.

Roll on out here.

Come on.

It's okay to see light every now.

I'm feeling a little schizophrenic, but sometimes I wonder what's the first thing.

Yeah, as any smart person would, yeah.

Anyways, sorry for that aside, let's get back to the son of McCrag.

Thus when the fallen capsule of the primark was discovered by a McCragion magnates during

a hunt in a nearby forest, they recognize it at once as an artifact of advanced design.

Not a thing of superstition or myth.

With discipline resolved, they breached its seal and beheld within a flawless human child,

radiant with a controlled aura of golden light.

The infant was presented to Connor Gileman, one of the two consoles whose authority governed

the most ordered and prosperous domain of McCrag, centered upon McCrag Sivitas.

In accordance with custom and reason, Connor claimed the child as his son and named him

Raboute.

The primark matured with unnatural swiftness and with each passing year, his exceptional

capacities became undeniable.

By his tenth-terran year, he had surpassed the accumulated instruction on McCrag's most

learned tutors.

His command of history, philosophy, and science was comprehensive.

His memory exacted his capacity to derive precise conclusions from incomplete data, bordered

not on mysticism, but on discipline genius.

He did not merely learn, he synthesized, structured, and improved.

He's smarter than most chatboxes these days.

Yet, his supreme aptitude manifested in the science of war, a discipline held in

high esteem with McCrag's ordered society.

Upon reaching his legal majority, Raboute was granted command of an expeditionary force

tasked with pacifying the northern reaches of the world.

That region, known as Elyrium, was fractured into warring micro-states and lawless enclaves

long given to raiding and mercenary strife.

Raboute conducted a calculated and decisive campaign, breaking resistance not through

excess, but through strategy, securing both compliance and respect from the Elyrium

warbands.

When he returned from the northern frontier, victorious in a shirt, he found McCrag's

civetess not in triumph, but in unrest.

Yeah, so then you get like this story, and this seems like it's straight out of Rome

even going north and fighting barbarians and whatever and using superior tactics on them

and coming back and everything's fucked.

Maybe that's not exactly how that happened.

You know, Rome has a long history, but you know, there's snippets of that throughout

it.

All right, the death of Conor Gilliman, and Herbie Gilliman's absence, the co-counsel

Galan, attempted a calculated seizure of power, backed by elements of McCrag's ancient

aristocracy.

He moved against Conor Gilliman, whose reforms had curtailed hereditary dominance.

An elevated merit, industry, and lawful governance over privilege.

Conor had compelled the noble houses to restore infrastructure, expand the capital, and grant

defined rights to those who labored beneath them.

He shifted authority from lineage to productivity, the people prospered.

The entrenched elite seized.

As Gilliman returned, at the head of a victorious host, Smoke veiled McCrag, Sivitas.

Gilliman, or sorry, Galan's forces had struck the Senate House.

Rebellion spread through riot and fire.

Gilliman acted without hesitation.

His troops restored order, street by street, while he advanced to the civic heart.

There he found devastation, and beneath it Conor mortally wounded, having held the defense

for three days against treachery.

With his final strength, Conor named the conspirators.

Gilliman answered not with uncontrolled fury, but with disciplined resolve.

The revolt was dismantled, methodically.

Mercenary hosts were crushed.

The cost of sedition was made unmistakable.

Galan and the principled architects of the treason were publicly judged and executed.

That's our complices were condemned to rebuild the city that had, they had endangered.

Justice was corrective and absolute.

Assuming the mantle of sole console, Gilliman dissolved the corrupt aristocratic order.

Lands and titles were stripped from the faithless.

Advancement was bound to loyalty, competence and service.

Soldiers and citizens who had stood firm or elevated.

Lands became merit, codified.

McCragg was reorganized into a discipline state.

Its economy rationalized its technology distributed.

Its military reforged into a modern instrument of planetary defense.

Under Gilliman's command, McCragg did not merely survive rebellion.

It emerged unified, one people, ordered by law, advancing with purpose beneath his deliberate

and unassailable rule.

Yeah, like most of Primarchs, he gets his plan in line.

I wonder what level of technology they have here.

We were talking about they do have warp capable craft and stuff, but it could be dark age

tech to them that they might not understand.

They might still be fighting with swords and stuff, what do you think?

I know there's books on it.

Do they kind of mention it at all?

I try to avoid ultramarine literature personally, so I can't speak to that.

It's too cold to fight for you.

I don't see, I mean, like, Angeron's world is also a very Romanesque, and they have pretty

advanced tech, so I don't know.

I don't see why they wouldn't have like modern slash sci-fi tech personally.

Yeah, and maybe like, even this last couple, like, little bit was, it's economy rationalized,

it's technologies distributed, it's military reforged into a modern instrument of planetary

defense.

I've rewarded that slightly or whatever, but you know, the concept is maybe they had

just some technology like, yeah, they have warp capable craft and like, combine, but they

might not have laser cannons because they've never really needed it or something like that,

or it's only reserved for a couple people or something like that.

Let me tell you, military tech is the first tech to improve everything else follows from

that.

Yeah.

Okay.

I've seen humans, I've dealt with them a couple of times.

Yeah.

You know what they're like?

Those greasy bastards.

Fuck.

I hate them.

Yeah.

The comments says, I think they have inter-system warp jumps like another Blue Man group.

Yeah.

We did mention that, like, they do have those craft or whatever, but yeah, just because

you have one technology, especially since you're from the dark age of technology, doesn't

mean you have access to all the technology that led up to that technology, you know.

All right.

Well, he gets his planet in line and creates Ultramar.

As Root Gilliman prosecuted his northern campaign in Irelia, the Emperor's Presepia Imperialist

fleet of the Great Crusade translated into the Espandor system in approximately 832 M30.

So that's where Root Gilliman is from, the Espandor system.

Excellent.

It's all come from the Espandorians.

The Emperor learned a disciplined world ruled by a reforming council and his extraordinary

son.

In that account, he recognized unmistakable mark of one of his lost primarchs.

Some have argued that the Emperor's arrival in a distant Eastern fringe far from the primary

access of the Crusades' events was no coincidence, but the product of design or precedence calculation

or per seant calculation, whether guided by foresight or strategic necessity, his presence

in the region was soon proved consequential.

Yet, events did not have unfold according to immediate design.

As the Imperial fleet advanced toward McCrag, violent war disturbances surged across the

void, isolating the system in several neighboring stars from approach.

The Imperium itself imposed the lay, introducing even the Emperor's product or progress, confronted

by forces that demanded patience rather than defiance, the fleet withdrew to a weight

favorable conditions.

Nearly five standard years would pass before contact could be at last tempted under stable

passage.

In the intervening years though, McCrag was remade.

It emerged a world defined by symmetry, discipline and productivity.

Its cities rose a new in marble and steel, monuments not to vanity, but permanence.

Its armies stood in ordered ranks, ranks fully armed and systematically supplied, preparing

not merely for defense, but for deliberate expansion beyond their native sphere.

Yeah, so gilmin gets going quick and hard.

That's the best way to be.

Yeah, like I was saying, he kind of brings that like Roman vibe to him though.

He brings like super-order, symmetry, discipline, productivity, like he brings architecture

eventually too.

And civil war, unfortunately.

Really its gulmins felt that the horse hares he happened, little known fact.

Yeah, that's true, hey.

Hmm, let's get to the arrival of another Roman Empire with its own Emperor, even before

the Emperor's rule.

Enough, enough Roman Rome violence, please.

If ever there was going to be an episode where we go off on Rome, this will be it.

This and all the altering episodes after it.

Even before the Emperor's arrival, Rebute Gileman had studied the recorded recovered archives

of the displaced aristocracy, examining fragments that spoke of humanity's ancient stellar

dominions during the age of technology.

From those records he derived not nostalgia but direction, he conceived of a renewed expansion

of territories beyond the Void's horizon, articulated in archaic scullum script as ultramar

around beyond the seas of night, structured by law and sustained by reason.

By calculated initiative, he enacted his vision within the warp shielded enclave surrounding

the crag, disciplined fleet established secure and patrol trade corridors within the neighboring

systems, resources, citizens and knowledge flowed inward, strengthening the core.

Where instability threatened the wider region, swift and contained campaigns imposed compliance

and restored order.

Expansion proceeded not as a reckless conquest but as a strategic consolidation.

Yeah, I mean that pretty much defines how the Ultramarines do business.

They're not just like warfront, burn everything in their path and then consider it conquered.

They're actually like building systems as they go that kind of create a positive feedback

loop back to ultramar.

Yeah.

When the Emperor at last beheld what his lost son had achieved in 837 and M30, he found

not a warlord grasping at Dominion, but a ruler who had already constructed it.

Their meeting required no careful tempering, no restraint against savagery.

Unlike some of his more tempestuous brothers, such as Leemon Russ, Ferris Manus, Mortarion

and Vulcan, Gilamon received the truth of his origin with clarity.

Upon learning he had been engineered, not born for a singular purpose, he pledged immediate

and unwavering failty to the Emperor, he recognizes both creator and sovereign.

Imperial observers quickly discerned in reboot Gilamon as an analytical, intellect of rare

magnitude, formidable even among primers.

His mastery of governance and large scale organization revealed capacity, far exceeding

regional ambition, yet even then few fully comprehended with such disciplined vision applied

to the vast enterprise of the Great Crusade would ultimately accomplish.

Yeah, very cool.

The Emperor shows up and he already is like, okay, so you're ready to go.

Not like some of the other ones which are fun to interact with, it's fun to have a drinking

contest with Russ, I guess, but it's even fun when he already has an army.

Yeah, and he's like, he's already making designs towards imperial conquests, he's already

obviously managed to do it himself, even without the backing of the Imperium.

You know, it's kind of an interesting existential question that was brought up in the script

that he, when he finds...

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That he was bioengineered.

He actually pledges fuel tea to the emperor, which is interesting, I wonder, what would

your guys get reaction if you discovered that about yourself?

How would you respond to that?

Would you be angry or would you be like, wow, this gives me a great sense of purpose

in making a life?

I think for me, if you get too personal, I would have a pretty nice tech world view, end

up that there is a creator and that you will design for a purpose with it too.

Yeah, that would nice if there is clarity.

They would be comfort in that.

Just imagine looking into the vast cold distance of space and going, damn.

I think it would be nice, like he kind of accepts his place as like a tool in this bigger

machine, the organization, purpose, meaning.

Yeah, I wonder if a lot of people would think, oh, my whole life is a lie, like I never

knew this from the time I was born, blah, blah, blah.

I think I could see people responding in both ways.

Yeah, I was going to say it's probably sure.

It probably has more to do with the temperament of the person initially.

Some people might rage against that and be like, no, I'm the master of my fate.

And then others might be like, oh, finally, that's what I've been looking for is a sense

of purpose.

My whole life, glad that that's work is done for me.

I can just go ahead and do it.

Well, I guess I suppose what the purpose is also might have something to do with it.

If I just turns out that mark was always supposed to be a sex spot, I mean, good fate,

bad fate.

Good sex back, bought the New York back alley, never explained.

Your purpose is to breed.

Good for you, buddy.

Just a useless breeder.

All right, so we get into unification of the body and soul.

The 13th legion of space marines, long known as the warborn, was swiftly entrusted to

Gilman's command for the primark, required little instruction in copy handing the great

room purium, the scope of the great crusade, or the advanced instruments of compliance at

his disposal.

He's intellect, absorbed the realities of the wider galaxy with discipline, speed, integrating

strategy, logistics, and doctrine into a coherent worldview.

Yeah, again, it'd be interesting to go to a society that's probably much more advanced

than the only one you knew and not be completely jared and have ontological shock, but you're

just like you take it and stride and you're like, all right, so we're out of that.

Let's keep going.

Yeah, that's like that'd be tough, I think for a lot of people to do, most people wouldn't

have the, I think the mental fortune to do this, something like that.

But you're talking about the most mentally fortuitous, yeah, exactly, I don't even think

fortuitous is the right word for that.

Yeah, but I just, I more think of like putting yourself in that position, you know, it's

like, ooh, that'd be, that'd be like crazy.

Yeah, if I told you tomorrow that yes, aliens are real, this is our advanced tech, throw

you in the middle of like, yeah, a whole universe that you didn't know existed.

And also, this is your purpose and your sexual bot, like, that's a lot of information.

Even in that, that universe is still a sexual bot, I, all universe is every, every iteration,

yes.

And the entire, the same question, you're not only supposed to be servicing the street

of New York.

You're supposed to be serving Xenos and demons.

Okay, worst of death, all right, go on.

The 13th received him with discipline pride, recognizing in Gilliman, not merely the

Jean Sire, but a unifying authority when he addressed them.

He did so with structured clarity, articulating the purpose of the crusade and the future

he intended them to build.

His vision dispelled uncertainty and focused ambition.

Records attest that the transition of command was executed with precision and cohesion.

The Legion aligned to his will without fracture.

Yet Gilliman did not content himself with inheritance, he initiated reform.

His aim was not a Legion distinguished only by battlefield prowess, but an autonomous

instrument of conquest and governance, a force capable of securing compliance, sustaining

order and enabling expansion without reliance upon fragile external systems.

The 13th would become an embodiment of imperial strength directed through discipline, command.

To Gilliman, a Legion was not defined solely by its warriors.

It encompassed the fleets that conveyed them, the supply chains that armed them, and

the manufactory that sustained them, and the populated worlds that generated their recruits.

These elements were inseparable, forming a single strategic organism.

He resolved that all such components would operate in concert under his authority, ensuring

resilience, efficiency, fidelity to the emperor's design.

Accordingly, he did not regard McCrag merely as a homeworld or recruiting source as many

of his brothers did with their own domains, instead he established it as a central

fulcrum of a wider expanding system of supply, production and governance.

The neighboring worlds long connected to McCrag would serve as its foundation, but never

its limit.

Thus began the deliberate construction of what would be known as the realm of ultra-bar,

a project measured not in campaigns, but in decades.

It would expand methodically, strengthening infrastructure and cohesion, until the first

treacherous blow of the horse heresy stopped to test its foundations.

Nice.

One brick by brick, they slowly build, and you build safe roads, nice, and you tax the

citizen, you build more roads for them, and you have so many roads, and you can transport

yourself anywhere.

It's perfect.

It's an infinite feedback loop.

You pay taxes from our roads and more roads.

You pay taxes.

It's a perfect system of governance, Jordan.

Is it now?

Don't mock it till you try it, Jordan, it's not key, it's okay buddy.

I think we've been doing it quite a long time actually.

Yeah, Gilman seems like, you know, of all the places in 40K, he actually might have the

spot, especially in this era where he's not going to those places and destroying and rebuilding.

It's like, hey, we can make this place better.

This is how he already has all the plans laid out.

He's like, yeah, you don't even have to say there's a God Emperor not to just come be productive.

The eagle of the east.

As decisively as he enacted the foundations of Ultramar, Rubu Gilman initiated a comprehensive

reorganization of his legion, drawing upon the military traditions of civic philosophies

of McCray, and the informed by rigorous study of the 13th legions passed alongside the

structure of every legion and armed formations in Imperial service.

He redefined its hierarchy, logistics and battlefield doctrine with deliberate precision.

The result was a force bore both intricate and disciplined, governed by merit and structured

for endurance.

It preserved the inherent strength already present within the 13th, traits long shaped

by their gene seed, yet subjected them to systematic refinement.

Through analysis and reason, Gilman identified inefficiencies corrected in balances and

eliminated structural weaknesses, always pursuing the most effective military expression

of imperial power.

He did not consider this reform complete, but it iterative, iterative, living, I'm assuming

that word means, from the emerged a dual doctrine.

One rooted in the enduring virtues of a warrior, courage, discipline, skill, adaptability defined

as the practical expression of strength.

The other grounded in planning, precedent, analysis and measured assessment, defined

as the theoretical architecture of victory.

Neither stood above the other, each informed the temperate, each informed in temperate's

counterpart, fused together with the cohesion of tempered steel.

This synthesis became the legions died in creed.

As with the society he forged upon McCray, Gilman shaped the 13th into an instrument to

both efficient and just, just.

Individual ambition was subordinated to collective purpose, yet no legionary life was to be

expended without necessity.

His doctrine maintained that every warrior lost to manage the whole, the whole.

Preservation and decisive action were not contradictions, but strategic imperatives.

Within this order, excellence was recognized and advancement earned through perurved, proven

merit, honor and responsibility were granted to those demonstrated capability, yet obedience

to established command remained absolute.

The transformation was visible as well as structural.

The legions' livery was standardized to deep blue, adorned with gold, symbolizing unity

and authority.

The ancient ultimate glyph recovered from pre-isolation stellar charts of Ultramar region was adopted

as their sigil, binding them to the expended domain they represented with the names Ultramarines,

Gilman and the legion committed themselves to carry the great crusade as far as required,

until its purpose was achieved.

Crazy.

They sound really cool, like just, if every this guy you want to work for, that's a good

boss man.

He's like, so worried, I got everything you need here and pizza's on the way and I'm like,

fuck, he's like, it'll take you 22 minutes and you can chill for a bit.

We'll do some RF, I guess, and make the world better somehow.

Cool.

Yeah.

They were blue before Gilman, right?

Oh, let's check the war dogs.

The head rainbow paint, Christians.

The rainbow marines are another fashion store.

That's interesting too, that their symbol was this ancient ruin or glyph that they found,

which I like to think might have accidentally been in Omega, that was just accidentally upside

down and they found it and they're like, oh yeah, that's totally a you.

Or they found an ancient, more ancient relic from Terra, the Indianapolis cults jersey,

long buried ancient relic from a game called Sportsball.

I don't think there's a lot of information on the war dogs pre-

Warborn?

Yeah, oh, that's because you're looking up the wrong.

Fucking dumb idiot.

This is why I'm not in management.

You were thinking of war hounds too.

Hard to say, my friend, hard to say, I'll keep looking after it.

All right, all right.

Well, while you do that, let's get into the great crusade.

Here we have a quote by Gilman himself, I'm sure there are many of those floating around.

The warrior who acts out of honor cannot fail.

His duty is honor itself.

In his death, if it is honorable, is a reward and can be no and can be no failure, for

it has come through duty.

Seek honor as you act, therefore, and you will know no fear.

Yeah, it's a pretty good quote, actually.

I feel like our society has a trouble understanding like honor, like historically, from a historical

perspective.

That's still have honor cultures, but I think a lot of Western societies don't quite

understand honor anymore or Cleos and Timae, as the Greeks would say.

It sounds like a pretty generic quote, but if you know historical ideas of honor being

like this real, almost tangible thing that you could like have, and yeah, I don't know.

That's just my feeling while I was reading it.

I tend to have those sometimes.

I don't like it.

Put it away.

Get that chain away from my.

I don't know if this is a war boy, but I'm pretty sure it is kind of black with blue.

Black and blue, eh?

They got beat up a lot.

All right, with the sole exception of the Luna wolves, no Legion match the ultramarines

in the number of worlds brought to compliance.

The speed of their campaigns or the stability imposed thereafter during the Great Crusade.

Element did not regard conquest as complete upon victory.

He remained until each liberated world possessed a functional defense network, structured governance,

viable industry, and integrated trade routes binding it to the Imperium.

Advisors were appointed to ensure that civil order, economic productivity, and the welfare

of the population formed the endearing foundation of compliance.

Yeah, honestly, like he gets a lot of black for being like boring and stuff, but these

are like the important things about conquest, like again, we've said it before, he's not

leaving behind like burned out ruins and like destroyed cities, he's like building infrastructure

and economy and tying it back to the Imperium and making these like really solid investments

that won't have a reason to rebel or I do appreciate that he's very much like a systems thinker.

Every society is a complex system and managing a complex system is how you keep that society

from falling apart and I do think that is actually like, again, it's not the sexy part

of wouldn't be the sexy part of the story, but just sort of including it that he does

do that.

I think adds just a layer of like believability to at least one of the primarchs because

their role is so important and they're not just badass warriors, but like they actually

have a little more depth and they do like the really important stuff that is necessary

in building an empire.

Yeah, like yeah, you have to be smart to be a great general for sure, but like this is

a different level of intellect that what he has, you know, and yeah, all the primarchs

have kind of that same tier, like so far I love what any human can do, but then he takes

even that further step, but yeah, yeah, yeah, in a song of ice and fire, they like I think

George R. Martin kind of contrasts like a powerful warrior king like Robert Baratheon,

like he's a really good fighter, but he's a crappy ruler and then there's other people

who are like better rulers and all that oftentimes are like appointed by the king because

of king obviously you don't always get to pick, but he the king can appoint someone who

is like very civic minded and is able to like hopefully if you have a good investment

and who you choose is like wise and actually does a real day to day ruling of the kingdom,

right?

The king can sit on his throne, make his proclamations, do this and that and get the credit,

but it's like that hand of the king who like actually does all the administrative work that

makes this operation run and Gilliman is both a great warrior and a great king.

A left and right hand he has, oh, so special.

Concurrently Gilliman, sorry, was I reading?

I got lost there.

Yes.

Yeah, okay.

Concurrently Gilliman refined McCrag and its surrounding systems into a highly efficient

military and administrative nexus is this integrated apparatus is staying a constant

and disciplined influx of recruits to the Legion combined with a primary strategic precision

and preference for calculated engagements over wasteful expenditure of lives.

The ultramarines achieved decisive results with comparatively limited casualties.

In time, they stood among the largest and most formidable of the Legion's Astartis.

Mark, I don't know if you're going to get into this later.

There are some rumors about how their ranks also swelled, but I don't know if you want

the ultramarine episode itself.

Yeah, that'd be on the ultramarine side of things.

Okay.

Well, you got there.

You get at recruiting and you're not throwing wasting lives like the world leaders that

your Legion's numbers are inevitably going to grow, but there's more to that story, I believe.

When the Emperor elevated horse to the rank of Warmaster, reaction among the primarchs

varied, somewhere guided by loyalty, others by rivalry or strained acceptance.

Gilliman, alongside Rogal Doran and Jagdai Khan, offered measured support.

In their estimation, Horus possessed the necessary authority and capability to direct the crusades

expanding from tears.

Horus, in turn, valued Gilliman and Doran highly, recognizing in both an analytical clarity

and operational mastery essential to grand strategy.

Privately, Gilliman accorded particular respect to Doran, Sanguinius, Leman Russ, and Ferris

Manus, who regarded them as steadfast exemplars of martial excellence, once naming them the

don'tless few, and stating that with any other, any one of their Legion's fighting beside

his own victory in any theater was assured.

Relations with Lorgar, however, deteriorated sharply after the Emperor ordered the raising

of Menarkia and the censure of the world word bearers, in action carried out by the ultramarines.

Gilliman executed the command precisely and without outward descent, affirming imperial

authority before Lorgar.

Yet he did not undertake it lightly.

The use of his Legion as an instrument of rebuke troubled him, and he recognized that the act

had driven a lasting division between the ultramarines and the word bearers, one born not

of strategy, but of principle.

Yeah, so you're just getting a snapshot of Gilliman and his relationship with all his brothers.

Yeah, and like he is good with everyone, he's just one of those guys, he's hard to argue

with, he's not very controversial, he's probably got a good opinion on whatever topic

you have to ask him about, whether it's like philosophy or war or just whatever primarks

are interested in, like, he'll know about it.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

He's, yeah, whatever, whatever.

There's a joke about him having autism somewhere in there, and that's how he acquired

so much information, but who needs to make jokes about primarks, you know?

All right, let's get into the ultramarines.

During the great crusade, the ultramarines operated as a disciplined instrument of expansion,

distinguished, not merely by battlefield success, but by systemic mastery.

Under the command of Rebuke Gilliman, they waged war with calculated precision, deploying

overwhelming force were required, yet avoiding wasteful attrition through planning coordination

and logistical superiority.

Every campaign was conceived as a sequence within a larger design, compliance secured,

infrastructure stabilized, governance established, and integration into the Imperium insured before

advancing.

There's strength to lay in this union of martial excellence and administrative foresight.

The ultramarines believed that victory was not destruction alone, but the imposition

of order that would endure.

Courage and discipline defined the individual legionary, structure adaptability and reason

defined the legion as a whole.

They did not fight for glory or spectacle, but for permanence.

Each conquest another deliberate step toward a unified rational Imperium.

Quote, they shall be pure of heart and strong of body, untainted by doubt and unsolid by

self-aggrandizement.

They will be bright stars on the firmament of battle, angels of death, whose shining

wings bring swift annihilation to the enemies of man.

End quote.

Primark Rebuke Gilliman about the ultramarines.

He's very good at writing heroically and propagandistically.

So might say inspirationally, Mark.

He's like the 40k Seneca.

Yeah.

Yeah.

The ultramarines, they get a lot of guys going, sorry, Christian, they get a lot of guys going

in the great crusade.

I think they had like 200,000 at one point.

Yeah.

I think it's 250,000 if I'm not mistaken, but you could probably look it up.

In the chat, the looper call TV says, a Reboats motto should be spreadsheet, conquer, Ted

Talk.

Works in the war room, works in the bedroom.

And yeah, I mean, if you want to be a good sex spot, you've got to...

All right, which is Eno's, Christian, is your favorite, the fuck, is it like the virus

that like sped one that's like all about performance?

Very elaborate sex spotting there.

Would you have to work up to any of it?

No.

First of all, it's a sense of duty, so I have no preference, but Terranids for sure.

The point is to breed Mark and Terranids are the most breedable, Eno's.

Do we lose you over there, Mark?

Who's as well?

They're so cute with the little who's.

All right, breeding in a work itself out.

And it's fatality, the realm of Ultramar is founded upon discipline, industry, yet avoids

the corrosive accesses that affects many of the manufacturing centers of the Imperium.

Production is structured, efficient, and regulated to be preserved long term viability, rather

than expended worlds in pursuit of short gain.

The infrastructure of each system reflects deliberate planning, industry intricated

with how to get an expansion in the line, sustainability.

It's people.

It's people, by a culture that seems contribution, and distains in the, protein, by carefully

maintained agriculture, regions and oceans cultivate sustenance, and see securing its

own raw materials, food supplies, and industrial capacity.

This autonomy ensures resilience against distribution and strengthens the cohesion of

the greater whole.

In stability, prosperity, and structural integrity, Ultramar stands as a model.

It's order, the result of foresight.

It's abundance, the product of design.

With its integration that into the Imperium, during the Great Crusade, Ultramar was structured

as a realm within a greater whole, bound in loyalty to the Emperor, yet granted

operational autonomy under the direct authority of Rebu Gilman.

All within its borders were Imperial subjects, but Gilman stood as a supreme governor, responsible

for harmonizing regional governance with a wide strategic aim of the Crusade.

Very flowed downward with clarity of purpose and upward with accountability.

Sorry, if anyone watching live, I guess I'm breaking out here, I don't know where I'm at,

but...

Yeah, no, you're good there.

You cleared up towards the end.

Technical difficulties.

If only Gilman was in charge of our internet, this wouldn't happen.

Yeah.

All right, let's get into the authority and leadership.

In the era when Ultramar encompassed 500 worlds, Gilman instituted the Office of Tetrarch,

appointing four senior Lieutenant's drawn from pivotal systems to oversee major territorial

divisions.

This framework ensured distributed oversight without fragmentation of command.

Beneath the Tetrarchs, operated Imperial commanders, many with close ties to the Ultramarines,

ensuring coordination between civil administration and military authority.

Individual worlds were governed by noble houses, whose legitimacy derived from service and

loyalty to Gilman as the Lord of McCrag.

Their mandate extended beyond the tide and levy.

They were charged with cultivating economic stability, civic order, and the welfare of

their populations, recognizing that prosperity strengthened compliance.

Though many worlds retained feudal structures led by established houses, these operated

within a codified system of obligation and oversight.

Above all stood the Council of Greater Ultramar, composed of the realm's senior officials and

Tetrarchs, serving not as a rival power, but as an advisory and administrative instrument

within Gilman's overarching design.

Ultramar was thus neither independent nor subordinate in weakness.

It was integrated, ordered, and governed according to principle.

Yeah, it's actually kind of cool with the Ultramarines.

They have a level of integration with the civilian population.

Oftentimes you'll find space-range haptares are either segregated from the civilians.

They kind of live in their fort-response areas away from people and then just kind of descend

from the heavens to recruit and then go back, whereas the Ultramarines are very integrated

with the governance of the 500 worlds, which is a pretty unique facet to them.

And obviously that ties to the primark and how he runs things, but he also trusts his

lieutenants, too, to be governors as well as warriors.

All right, someone will battle of the Eurodice, is that how you guys say, Eurodice terminal.

Determine to answer the severe losses of it inflected upon the Ultramarines by the Osirian

Cyberds during the Osiris Rebellion.

Rebuke Gilemin initiated a calculated campaign to locate and eliminate the elusive Zenos threat.

Numerous investigations and abandoned trails preceded a success until intelligence reports

confirmed contact at the Eurodice terminal, where the warhounds under Eurad Krug had encountered

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Well engaged against the orcs of the Glorsion Empire.

Gilliman redirected his forces without hesitation, intent on decisive resolution.

Upon arrival the system was a desolated theater of atomic devastation.

Seven sidebirds construct constructs maneuvered amid the chaotic engagement with orc war fleets.

While the remnants of several war hounds held positions aboard the battle cruisers.

Cold Cerberus.

They reported that the sidebirds had a subjugated feral orc populations through psychic domination

and sought to extend a similar control over the imperial defenders of Urodice.

Gilliman committed his legion to relieve their allies, yet made clear that the eradication

of the Zeno's command would be undertaken by the Ultramarines alone.

Through prior analysis of the sidebirds methods Gilliman had identified the fulcrum of their

strength.

The directed directing intelligence is rather than the enthralled auxiliaries.

He therefore ordered concentrated assaults against the alien vessels and cells, executing

a rapid, boarding offensive under heavy macrocanon exchange.

Gilliman personally spearheaded the advance.

Within the ships the sidebirds manifested his paladin semi-corporeal forms, gone without

their exo-armor, yet ferocious in resistance.

Invictory terminators established the breach heads and pressed inwards with dis-disciplined

precision.

At the core of the large hourglass-shaped vessel, Gilliman confronted the primary cybert

entity, the towering multi-limbed gestalt organism, whose elongated head emitted psychic

shockwaves, capable of fracturing ceremony, shielded by the sacrifice of Tolemie, who absorbed

the brunt of the creature's psychic assault, Gilliman closed the distance and destroyed

the Xenus commander through the direct engagement.

With the fall of each central organism, the towering vessels were neutralized and enslaved

armies collapsed as control faltered.

The system was secured.

The cost, however, was significant.

Several thousand legionnaires were lost, yet the cybert threat was extinguished at its source,

and order reasserted through deliberate and uncompromising action.

Yeah, this battle is interesting.

It has a whole bunch to it, like it's a whole novel.

But honestly, I feel like the only thing you kind of get out of it is like this was that

ultramarines only challenge, and they fought this challenge once before as well.

So it was the only challenge and a little redemption thing.

I didn't feel like it was necessarily needed in the overarching storyline of Gilliman.

It didn't feel necessary.

Yeah, they might have regained a little bit of honor, but they also wrote this thing specifically

to steal their honor, so if they went around, it was like never taken, you know?

Yeah, no, I get what you're saying.

I guess it also does kind of speak to like the ultramarines don't really have, again,

just like them, and a lot of people will criticize them for like the kind of boring combat

record of like World Concert compliance, World Concert compliance, oh look, a small hiccup

where we kind of maybe had issues, but also compliance, like yeah, you tell me out of these

500 world, nothing interesting happened, no, it all went pretty smooth, really.

Next we'll cover the raising of Monarchia, Marnarcia.

In 964m30, the emperor recalled Rebuke Gilliman from the prosecution of the Great Crusade

and entrusted him with the grave and necessary charge.

Then we're privy to the exchange and Gilliman himself did not speak of it, yet the intent

was clear in its execution.

The Imperium required correction where doctrine had strayed from reason.

The ultramarines were selected not for spectacle, but for precision, for their proven capacity

to enact the emperor's will without hesitation or access.

He's tried it a couple times, he's senturing moves, he's like, hey, the wolves will deal

with it, that'll be fine, just like they wipe out a legion, like, okay, this time let's

send a more reasonable back to people that help censor.

Under the direct command, the full strength of the ultramarines, by that error, ultramar

had become a disciplined realm of prosperous and compliant systems, a testament to ordered

governance and sustainable conquest.

The 13th legion did not merely win wars, it secured futures.

In this, they stood as living demonstration of the imperial truth, properly applied, rational,

secular, and enduring.

The record of compliance and stability made them more ideal instrument of censor, not

destroyers, but exemplars.

Under direct command, the full strength of the ultramarines legion accompanied by the

legio, custodes, and malkador, the sigilite, translated to Kerr.

There stood Monarchia, a city raised in devotion in an monument, celebrated by the word

bearers as perfection.

Kiliman's orders were unambiguous, the city was to be raised.

The 13th legion carried out the tath methodically, dismantling its cathedrals and leveling the

grand avenues.

A quarter of the content was reduced to ash, but not in fury, but in disciplined obedient

to imperial decree.

An astropathic signal was permitted to summon the 17th legion.

When their fleet arrived and beheld the devastation, they were met with Giliman's command,

assemble upon the surface before the ruins of Monarchia.

The ultramarines stood in ordered ranks as witnesses and guarantors of the emperor's

judgment.

Upon the ashes of the city, the emperor himself addressed the assembled word bearers.

By his psychic authority, he compelled them to kneel and declare unequivotently that

he was no god, worship had no place within his imperium, and failing of the 17th was

not loyalty, but deviation from the imperial truth.

When the emperor departed, the lesson had been delivered with absolute clarity.

The ultramarines withdrew in discipline formation, their duty fulfilled.

Monarchia stood as a warning, etched in stone and memory.

The imperium would not tolerate divergence into superstition, no matter how fervent

the intent.

In the decades it followed, the 17th legion, or sorry, the 13th legion continued the expansion

of imperial borders, building combined systems and reinforced structures of governance that

would endure beyond conquest.

Though the word bearers resumed their campaigns with renewed intensity, the ultramarines remained

vigilant.

They had witnessed the cost of misdirected conviction.

Order, reason and unity under the imperial truth remained their compass.

Their occurrence moved unseen within the wider imperium.

The 13th legion held on to its course, measured and was resolute, and unwavering in its

mandate to build and defend a rational empire among the stars.

Yeah, it's a pretty pivotal moment that drives this wedge between Lourgar specifically

and Gilamon that will re-emerge during the horror series, but remember this moment.

I find it funny, Mark.

You kept correcting it.

You said it right, Monarchia, and then you kept correcting yourself the wrong way.

Curse my fat tongue.

Yeah.

It was designed for this mark.

This is a crazy scene, though.

The temper gets there, commands an entire legion to kneel before him.

It's kind of stuff like that when I'm like, what the fuck happened with the horror's

heresy then?

Like, if you had that much power, I'm like, I know that Europe was turbulent and stuff,

but still you forced this entire legion to kneel before you.

And also declare that you're not a god, even though you're psychically forcing them.

Yeah, I've talked about gaslight again.

Yeah.

But also, yeah, you're right.

That's a problem with power scaling and 40K.

The Emperor has these, like, could annihilate whole planets with a thought and then also struggles

a game source and the whole horror's heresy, so, you know, you get what you get with mythology,

I guess.

Yeah.

Inconsistency is what you get.

Do you have another thought?

It's an interesting moment, too, for the Ultramarines.

They don't really take it to heart themselves in the moment, but it would have been weird

for them, because they're not really known for it, like, as we've talked, going and raising

the city.

Yeah, that's true.

It's not their way.

Yeah.

And I get why the Ultramarines are chosen, like, at this point, yeah, they've tried to censor

a couple of times and it seems to go sideways, so, yeah, maybe a little more rational.

But yeah, then it levels the city with the Ultramarines, yeah, it just seems odd.

Yeah.

So I actually like that level of complexity, because, like, everything or something is

100% right.

Every time you try to do this with other legions, okay, they get a little out of hand, that's

not the purpose of this.

And then, like, discipline without, like, punishment, in the sense of, like, you know, it's

measured.

It's measured discipline, and that's what Gollum in brings, but also, that's not what

they do.

Like, all that, I think, is actually a pretty cool, like, layered context to the incident

of Menarchia.

Yeah.

The incident, the things we don't talk about, yeah.

And yeah, like you said, like, to the Ultramarines, it wasn't personal.

They're not angry, necessarily, about this.

I just go into your house, smash all your stuff.

It's nothing personal, kid.

Is that dad, you just have to, dad had to teach you a lesson, that's all.

Dad had to teach you a lesson and break your toys.

Yeah.

Sleep with your girlfriend.

Every time, all right, let's, uh, speaking to Gollum in's personality, during the forging

forging of Ultramar and the long advance of the Great Crusade, Robote Gillum in was defined

by discipline, vision, and exacting reason.

He possessed a mind of a tuned, a mind attuned not only to conquest, but to construction,

building in every compliance of foundation stone for a greater ordered whole, methodical

in thought and deliberate in action.

He balanced ambition with their strength, demanding of himself the same rigor he required

of his legion and realm, Gillum in valued structure law and accountability, believing

that strength without governance was a waste, and victory without stability was failure

deferred.

Yet beneath his measured exterior lay formidable resolve, once a course was chosen,

he pursued it with unwavering clarity.

To his warriors, he was not merely a commander, but an architect of empire, calm amid turmoil,

rational amid zeal, and said fast in his conviction that humanity's destiny would be

secured through unity, discipline, and enlightened rule.

Really would have been helpful to have you in Iraq, my guy.

They'd be thriving over there right now, but no, now they live in squalor and shit.

All right, let's get into how he looked, and this is a quote.

He is handsome, in a plain way, he is handsome, the way a region to an old coin is handsome,

like a good sword is handsome, he's not handsome like a ritual weapon.

The way Fogrum is, he's not angelic, like St. Guineas.

Oh no, sorry, this is like a whole thing.

There is a beautiful line to his jaw, like his good brother Doran.

They share nobility.

There's a great strength of Ferris and the vitality of Martarian.

There is sometimes the rogue glint of the con in his eyes, or the solemnity of the lion.

In the architecture of his nose and brow, there is many claim.

The energy and triumph of Horus Lupricull.

There is none of the bitterness that shadows Korax, or their persecuted despair that haunts

poor Conrad.

There is never any of the deliberate mystery that obscures Alferius or Magnus, and he is

more open than that buried soul Vulcan.

He never displays it the pitch of fury found in Angron, nor do his eyes ever ignite with

the psychotic gleam of Horus.

He is a high achiever.

He knows this about himself.

Sometimes it feels like a fault that he has to excuse his hit to his brothers, but then

he feels guilty for making excuses.

He writes a great deal.

He codifies everything, information is power, technical theory is victory.

He uses a stylus by choice, recording in his own handwriting.

He has been writing notes on Tevanti war practices for 17 minutes, but he still has

still noted and marked 1500 data bulletins and updates that have tracked across the secondary

screens to his left.

He sees and reconciles everything, information is victory.

And quote, an extract from Ultima operational record.

In the era of the great crusade, Robert Gilman cut an imposing and unmistakable figure

in his war plate, clad in master rock cobalt armor, chased with gold, he bore the regal

precision of a statesman, fused with the lethal authority of a warlord.

The artifice plates were immaculate.

Every surface maintained to parade standard even the mid campaign, marked by the sigil

of the 13th legion and the laurels of compliance.

It crimson plunded helm, crowned the cerulean penopoly, when worn though often he went

bare headed among his sons.

Disturbing stern protrusion features and a gaze of cold appraising intelligence.

His massive gauntlets and power sword were not ostentatious trophies but instruments of

execution, balanced, efficient, deadly.

In Gilman's armor, there were no excuses of excesses of barbarity or savage ornamentation.

Instead, it projected disciplined splendor, the visual expression of ordered strength

and imperial purpose made manifest upon the battlefield.

Very cool.

Yeah, he's just wearing blue.

And Christian, have you ever seen his 30th helmet reform?

I don't think they made 30K helmets.

It's actually one of my criticisms of the official horse heresy models is that they

don't have helmets.

Yeah, like they describe it pretty good and that's like a nice quote

out of a book.

But like yeah, this almost has a cool conversion for it, but no, none of them are official.

Even even Vulcan, his helmet actually appears on the cover of a book and they never made

a miniature with the helmet option.

Obviously, Gilman now has a helmet option in his 40K iteration, but yeah, I do like it.

Yeah, his, I do actually quite like his horse heresy model.

That original, yeah, standing on those like marble slabs.

Yeah.

Pretty cool pose.

He's a good model.

He's a good dude.

It's funny how they call him plain looking though, because I wouldn't say he's very

plain looking personally, but he's wearing a bunch of gold.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

So still a pimp daddy.

Yeah.

He's very majestic.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Regal, some might say, like it's drawing on again at like Cesarean imagery, right?

Like Caesar, like glorious, imperial, posing, posing.

It's all about the pose.

Yeah.

All about the pose, man.

You can elevate even an average looking dude with the right pose.

If he was a point in how would I know where to go?

I get lost.

I wish I had like an art degree, and I could like describe how his pose is like, no,

no, not like art.

Yeah.

Okay.

Like that Caesar Augustus pose right there, that first one.

But there's all this like meaning and depth to like why his arm is in this certain angle,

and I just don't have the background and art to pretend to even know that stuff, but

I'm liking this one.

Yeah.

The Empire.

No, but I just saw one of the Emperor and Gilliman sitting on a cloud together, like Adam and

God.

Yeah.

That's the one.

Okay.

Yeah.

When you blow it up there.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

That's the one, eh?

Is that, is that Gilliman or is that?

Yeah.

It's Gilliman.

Can you send that to me, actually?

I kind of want that.

I'm going to put it on my desk off that work.

That's so funny.

Okay.

Said to you, my friend.

That's so funny.

Enjoy.

I don't want to hear what you do with that.

Yeah.

You're kind.

Yeah.

You put a good chap body like take off Gilliman's armor now to the Emperor.

All right.

Let's talk about the Gilliman's armor jumping into his war gear.

During the Great Crusade, Rebuke Gilliman's war gear was not assembled for ornamentation,

but for purpose, each component selected, refined, and maintained as part of a coherent

instrument of command.

His master wrought artificial armor, integrated advanced augura rays and cogitated linked

systems, allowing him to perceive and direct the flow of battle with calculated precision.

The hand of dominion delivered crushing force at close quarters while his gladiast struck

with discipline exactitude, embodying speed and finality.

In his sidearms, where engineered beyond conventional tolerances, the eminitions crafted

to exacting standards within the forge worlds of the 13th.

To the Ultramarines, their primarchs pinopoli was not merely a collection of weapons, but

a unified arsenal of recent war technology, and the will combined to enforce unity, restore

order, and secure the Imperium's expanding frontier.

I imagine he's a good all-arounder, right?

He's got the power sword for speed, you're the gladiast, the power fist to hit hard and

slow.

I know he uses his sidearm, obviously, because I'm kind of mastercraftable pistol.

Yeah, yeah, and he has it like dialed up.

Yeah, but yeah, he kind of like covers, again, it's the way he plays, I imagine kind of

his him as a person, just like a good all-arounder, which broadly speaking, he gets a lot of

flock for, again, people will call him boring or whatever, but...

Yeah, I don't know how to imagine though, he would be one of the better ones, if not

one of the best.

I know he's a good all-arounder, but he's so smart, man, and that's such a benefit.

I don't know, he just seems like, if you can outthink your opponent, you're gonna beat

them.

Yeah, yeah, no, I think on tabletop, if I'm not mistaken, he was up there.

He wasn't number one for sure, but I think he wasn't up there.

And you're right, there is something to say about like, you know, being smart when you

fight as much as anything else, like anger on him, sure, it could be baited into some

pretty simple traps and things.

But again, he's not like the best at any one thing, but that also is strength in his

own way.

Yeah.

Like, being able to adapt, being able to think through problems, not being able to be

outsmarted by your opponent, like all those things are all to his favor, for sure.

Yeah.

Right, let's break down his arsenal here.

You have the armor of reason.

The armor of reason was born by reboot Gileman, paramark of the 13th Legion, and within

the chronicles of the Ultramarines, it was known as the ever-reforged panoply.

It was understood among the Legion that Gileman permitted no imperfection to endure.

Whenever battle revealed the flaw, however slight, the armor was recalled, revised, and strengthened.

No weakness was tolerated twice.

Across the years of the Great Crusade, its form evolved through deliberate refinement,

shaped by the highest arts of Mars, and informed by the council and craftsmanship of his brothers,

Vulcan and Praterabo.

Before the coming of the horse heresy fractured the Imperium.

Yeah, so he gets like the two best engineers and armor smiths, and like, hey, take my armor better.

That's a smart move.

My guy.

The hand of Dominion.

The hand of Dominion was a power fist born by reboot Gileman throughout the Great Crusade.

Its integrated bolter, a seamless union of precision and force.

Oh, I didn't realize it was embedded in his fist.

It's kind of like Calgar.

Yeah, yeah.

Among the many weapons at his disposal, this was the one most often seen at the forefront of compliance and censure alike.

Forged to surpass the highest standards of the Imperium.

It was not merely an instrument of war, but an extension of deliberate authority.

To the Ultramarines, it stood as a visible expression of their primary strength,

measured, controlled, and absolute, embodying the discipline might with which he enforced unity across the stars.

Gladius and Candor.

The Gladius and Candor was the radiant silver blade carried by reboot Gileman during the long advance of the Great Crusade.

Among the many weapons at his command, it was a sword most closely associated with the presence of his presence upon the field of war.

Forged to a standard beyond reproach, its edge reflected both craftsmanship and purpose in equal measure.

To the Ultramarines, it was more than a masterwork of war.

It was a symbol of the Primark's authority, precise, resolute, and unwavering.

A manifestation of discipline strength brought to bear in the name of unity and order.

Cool little sword.

I like that it's huge though, like if a normal human picked it up and did it like any more size, like not just the little Gladius.

Yeah, hands of a Primark.

The Arbitrator. The Arbitrator was a heavily modified convoy bolt or favored by reboot Gileman when engaged in open battle.

It was named by the Primark for the judgments it rendered, each discharge a decisive settlement of resistance.

Engineered to tolerance is comprehensible only to the most exalted Archmagos of the Mechanicum.

If nonetheless answered flawlessly to Gileman's grasp, wielded with the same controlled precision, a legionary might display with a sidearm.

Its bolt shells were individually wrought by the foremost ordnance myths of the 13th legion's forges.

Each round fitted with refined a microatomatic compression warheads, munition crafted not respected will, but for finality.

Microatomatic compression warheads, is that saying they're kind of like mini-news?

Yeah, I suppose the atomic aspect of it, yeah. Automatic, let's put that word into Google and see what it says.

Is that a real science word or is that a 40k science word?

Yeah, see if somebody comes knock on my door here.

But you can't be doing that.

Yeah, it's not building those nuclear reactors.

Ever since Eric put us on the map, tell them the whole world, yeah.

Fuck, they take that really serious note.

Specific nuance to narrow identities within the broader aromatic spectrum.

These, you know, that's beyond my pay grade.

I'm closing that tab.

I don't need to learn about that.

That doesn't even work.

Yeah, it's not like something aroma based.

You tell me Gileman's shooting spectrum bullets at people.

Come on.

It's pretty gay.

The Cognis Signum.

The Cognis Signum was an advanced interintegration of sensory augurs,

cogitated guided communications and telemetry arrays embedded within the artificial armor worn by Rubik Gileman,

fashioned by the ancient Mechanicum to exacting standards.

This system expanded his perception beyond the limits of flesh,

refining battlefield data into clarity and actionable insights in real time,

comparable in sophistication to the arrays employed by the Mechanicum's Thalix cybernetic cohorts.

It served not merely as enhancement, but as amplification of command,

ensuring that strategy, coordination and execution remained unified under precise and rational oversight.

So yeah, he's just got like a computer system built into his armor that helps him manage the battlefield directly communicate with people like.

He's not only fighting his battles face to face, but he's also managing the whole battlefield from his suit of armor, just makes sense.

This is a cool paint job of him. Do you like the old gold?

A little much.

I'm blowing up my screen here one second.

Oh, yeah.

I do like the primark's alternative color schemes.

I don't know. Sometimes it just makes sense.

Like I've seen especially with the 40K version of Gileman,

I've seen him like in all white, kind of marble armor,

in all black armor, in all gold armor, in the old standard ultra marine blue armor.

I kind of like if they have like a more ceremonial alternative armor,

I always think that's cool.

I don't know if that's the case.

They have more functionality and then they got like their like parade armor.

Yeah, yeah.

I don't know if that's necessarily what that is,

but that's like the theme and I think that's pretty sweet.

It seems a little like maybe impractical bringing a full gold suit into war,

but yeah, with a body like this, you don't need armor.

Yeah, I'm that note mark.

You want to send me that picture too.

Oh my god.

That's so funny.

Yeah, so that's his war gear.

Now we got a couple options here and maybe we'll let the chat decide

how do we want to read Gileman's bibliography.

We got a bunch of quotes here.

Do we want to read you guys to bed?

We could just read through these not interrupt you with our thoughts.

So you can just now fade into the night or yeah,

maybe we'll do that.

We'll just kind of all pick some and just slowly read through it

and see if we can low people in the sleep with thoughts of wisdom.

They'll wake up for fresh smarter and ready willing to break war, hopefully.

Make sure to add some music to the some ambient music to the post.

Yeah, yeah.

Lupacall, if you can do that, that'd be sweet.

So we'll try to allow people to see it with some some book top.

All right, we'll start then with his bibliography.

Throughout the great crusade,

Rabouk Gileman committed his strategic doctrines and governing principles

to carefully structure treaties composed not as abstract philosophy,

but as practical frameworks for enduring empire.

These works codified the conduct of war,

the responsibilities of command,

and the integration of conquered worlds into stable productive systems.

Written with clarity and precision,

they reflected his conviction that victory must be systematized

if it is to be preserved.

Among the ultra-millions, these texts were studied

as extensions of their primarch's will,

living documents intended to refine judgment,

standardized excellence,

and ensure that discipline and reason

would outlast any single campaign.

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Fours become so valuable

that the blood of heroes and the wealth of an army supply

does not outweigh it.

The true general knows when such a price

is worthy of spending.

And when the butcher's bill is sheer folly to pay.

Writings of a boutique element.

To conduct battle in two fronts is an act of either

desperation or utter foolishness.

In such an arena, it is neither skill nor firepower

that brings victory,

but the ability to manipulate that of your enemy.

Kodasil, 1923.

Notes towards martial codification.

Battle is not a state to be entered in too lightly.

Battle is always painful,

and always comes at a price.

So the astute commander never commits to battle

unless no other options remain.

Once that commitment is made,

once the phase of execution or primary condition has begun,

it must be done with the utmost efficacy,

a rapid application of overwhelming force

to obliterate your enemy is quickly and completely as possible.

Do not give him the time or space to react.

Do not leave him with any material or opportunity

that he can use in a rallying phase.

Eliminate him physically and psychologically,

so that his threat is entirely removed.

Kill him with your first shot,

utterly annihilate him with your first take.

Sorry, first strike.

This may be considered the application of attack

in its purest form.

That was part 4.1 of the codification.

This is the next part.

That was 1b, this is 1c.

It is necessary to under some circumstances,

even in extremist actions of compliance,

to methodically destroy an opponent's infrastructure

along with the opponent himself,

sometimes an emphatic military victory is not enough.

Sometimes the very earth must be salted

as the ancient texts put it.

The principal arguments for this kind of action

may be psychological,

again say, define people or species,

or a matter of security in that you are purifying a region

of something too dangerous to exist.

Neither of these arguments is especially

comforting to a pragmatic commander.

War is about accomplishments,

as well as victory.

It should not be about supreme destruction.

This kind of total war,

this process of raising is most commonly seen

with shock or hyper-aggressive forces.

The warriors of Angron,

my brother Primarch of the 12th Legion,

refer to it as totality.

And even they employ it rarely,

to its full extent,

by brother Russ,

and the Wurgen WarCant of the Volka-Fenrica,

we borrow the term Skirra-Vordata,

which may most usefully be rendered as system kill.

And this is section 7.31a.

The phase of acquisition,

or proprietary condition,

is a vital segment of any successful prosecution.

Though a warrior must be prepared to battle

reactively without notice or forewarning,

it is when he prepares and plans for war

and accommodates the specifics of his adversary

into those plans that he is most successful.

This is war as craft or science,

as I have remarked before.

Often the fight is won before the first shot has been fired,

or even before notice of the first shot has been given.

Part 14.2.11.1e.

In the phase of open warfare,

especially when one is placed in a position of defending or countering,

one must be proactive,

determine what commodities or resources you'll need

to gain the advantage and place your opponents into the defensive.

Establish which of these commodities

or resources your opponent possesses.

Take them from him.

Do not chase glory, do not force unwinnable confrontations.

Do not try to match his strength if you are no

his strength over matches yours.

Do not waste time.

Decide what will make you strong enough and then acquire those things.

Your most desired commodity is always your continued ability

to prosecute war.

Part 26.16.35.1e.

In the end phase of any combat or at any point

after the decisive strike has been accomplished,

loss must be recognized.

This is one of the harshest lessons for a warrior to learn.

It is seldom written about and it's not valued or defined.

You must understand that when you have lost,

perceived this state is perceiving this state

is as important as accomplishing victory.

Once you appreciate that you have by any theoretical measure

been defeated, you can decide what practical outcome

you can best afford.

You may for example choose to withdraw

that's preserving for strength and materials

that would otherwise be wasted.

You may choose to surrender if anything may be accomplished

by the continuation of your life,

even if in captivity.

You may choose to expend your last efforts

during as much punitive damage to the victor as possible

to weaken him for other adversaries.

You may choose to die.

The manner of which a warrior deals with his defeat

is a true mark of his medal

than his contemporary comportment in victory.

Everything is an enemy and that is part 645.

That's a little later into the Grey Crusade.

He's like, yeah, this challenge is going to...

He's a little bit jaded at that point.

Also one of my favorite quotes.

Just get that on as my screen saver.

Everything is an enemy.

All right.

Moving on to some of those other great works.

Models move and fight in units,

made up of one or more models.

Every model within two inches horizontally.

No, I'm just kidding.

It's going to say it's one of those great tactical

writings, but I just read that from the codex.

How to play Warhammer 4K?

No.

The apocrypha of scarrows.

Let them bestride the galaxy like the gods of old,

sheltering mankind from destruction at the hands of an

uncaring universe.

And these are just excerpts.

There's no...

Doesn't say where to find them in this fictional book.

Quote, a captain leads from the front.

By his example, shall his men know what it is to be

of the Adeptus Astartis.

And from his teachings,

shall they learn the trait of battle in the Emperor's name.

No ordinary man can a captain be.

For many are the paths to victory.

And he must be master of them all.

His very being shall be an extension of the Emperor's work,

with every strike of his sword, with every word of his speech.

Does he reaffirm the ideals of our honored master?

He will banquish darkness and heresy with every thought,

word and deed.

So shall his coming be a sign of deliverance to the dutiful,

and the herald of dismay to all traders.

No living man shall stay his wrath."

Quote, of the tactical space marine,

bedrock of his chapter, and paragon to his brothers,

I shall tell thee.

He shall be steeped in the lore of battle,

and schooled in all manner of weapon and strategy.

With combat blade, bold gun and grenade,

he shall assail the foe.

But these are mere tools.

The tactical marine's true weapons are his courage,

his wits, and his dedication to his brothers.

He will bring to his foe to battle in a manner

and a time of his choosing.

Never himself caught unready or ill prepared for the task at hand.

In defense, he shall be stalwart as the mountain.

A bulwark stood firm against the enemies of men.

In attack, he shall strike with the wrath of the immortal emperor,

felling the foe without mercy, remorse or fear.

Yeah, this is actually a pretty cool.

It does very much rings of light sun zoo or seneca,

if anyone's ever read those sort of ancient texts.

And those guys also wrote a lot while they were

actually literally in battle.

So it's kind of a cool,

you know, like, I don't know,

philosopher king, warrior poet kind of vibe here going on.

All right, we'll do the last bit here.

And the assault marine, so do I decree.

He shall descend upon the perfidious foe

as an angel of judgment from on high.

Let the jump back be his wings.

And the roar of its engines, a hymn of retribution.

Let the chainsaw be his scepter of decree.

It's harsh voice singing joyfully with each and every blow.

With it shall the assault marine bring bloody retribution to the heretic.

The traitor and all alien aggressors who trespass on the emperor's domain.

So will the assault marine be a hunter of warlords and the slayer of kings.

His armor shall run slick with the blood of life of the vanquished.

And all shall honor his name.

A devastating reach shall be without limit and is touch without mercy.

Fire shall roar from his fingertips, but it shall consume him not.

Thunder will roar when he calls, yet it will swallow him not.

Let the devastating squad be thy blazing wrath,

bringing the light of the emperor's justice to the darkest corners of the battlefield,

wherever he stands, that shall be his fortress of righteousness.

He shall hold in his gift the fate of all who pass before his unblinking gaze.

All shall fear him and he shall fear no one.

Use your bike squads as a blade, striking the enemy and turning aside,

his counter blows in equal measure.

But in all things beware that speed is nothing without direction,

just as even the mightiest weapon is worthless without careful aim.

A biker's stance should always be resolute and don'tless,

but never immobile or rigid.

His speed is his advantage and surprise his deadliest weapon.

In fluidity he will find success and in success shall he find renown.

Make the predators virtues your own.

Let your resolve become as impervious as the predators' armoured hull

and let your rage strike the righteous fury of its guns as it crushes the foe beneath

its remorseless advance. So shall you smite the traitor and the alien without hesitation or regret.

Know that to take the field alongside a predator is to fight the side of one of mankind's

most odd guardians to strive with less than your all beneath its iron gaze is to dishonor yourself

and your battle brothers before one of mankind's greatest heroes.

Sleep well, little hip-no-and-doctrinated astardys.

Do you guys admit all you to strike?

There's a pretty cool they add so much character and fluff and stuff to the universe,

although it also feels like I'm reading Sun Zoo Art of War.

You know, I don't know what the fuck they're talking about.

Yeah, okay, I attack them when they're weak, I get it, but how do I do that?

There's almost like a scriptural to like a biblical way some of these last ones are written.

I'm going to see if I can sneak that into a local priest sermon or something and

see if anyone.

Now shall be his fortress of righteousness and he shall hold the bolt gun in his hand.

Yeah, pretty cool.

All right, well with that, that's all we have to say for now about Luke Killaman.

That much happens to him, he's got some fun stuff, but you know, this more to him, I guess.

We'll get to it in the next episode.

We'll have him see you there.

I was just going to ask you always ask this in all the primary episodes.

Where does he fall on your kind of radar?

Like you like him a lot, you hate him, you're somewhere in the middle.

Jordan?

Yeah, I like him.

I wouldn't say he's like my favorite or anything, but he's cool.

I like that he likes to do the boring work that the not sexy stuff of like logistics

and setting up his conquered worlds for success in the future.

Yeah, yeah, I definitely like organization.

You know, often when doing homebrew lore, you spend a lot of time organizing.

So I feel like granda codex to start is if I can watch him, right?

That'd be okay with me.

So I've always liked the my collective of couple ultramarines.

I mean, like I had the entire fifth company at one point.

But yeah, he's one of those guys like there's nothing to hate about him.

And you can definitely like him.

But then you learn about other guys and like, okay, well, they're just cooler.

Like it's nothing wrong with reboot, but he's just not the coolest.

His romance that it really does do it for me, though.

On top of all the other stuff you guys are saying, he's up there for me.

Yeah, look right there.

He's in a toga like.

Yeah, like, yeah, he's up there.

He's not my favorite.

Maybe like top five, I would say.

You want to send that one to me too.

Anyways, yeah.

Wait, is he just been in the blue man group this whole time in armor?

Yes, it's the same body.

Yeah.

But yeah, he, like I said, he's not my favorite.

I guess he lacks that like,

distinguishing factor for me, which is kind of like why people would accuse him of being boring or whatever.

I don't, I wouldn't go so far as to say something crazy like that.

However,

yeah, he's up there for me.

Like in 40k, it's built on like myth and going over the top and being extreme.

Like, he just almost doesn't feel like he fits the setting entirely.

Now, I kind of like what happens to him in 40k.

It's very grim dark because he's builds this utopian.

They come back and he's like, what the fuck did you guys do to the place?

No one bothered to sweep once.

Yeah, that is one of my favorite quotes of 40k is that like,

Gilman just made kind of 20k.

Yeah.

Yeah, I think he's an interesting character in that like he is this like,

Paul work of like,

reason and stability in such an over-the-top

universe and setting.

Although I will say there is a lot of like,

like from the authors, kind of this sense of like,

superiority in like the reason this I get, like kind of that edgy atheism type attitude.

Is my feeling about him like?

No, I'm-

It's a funny belief to have when they're like,

little gods trying to eat your soul on the rig.

Yeah, and he's like, yeah, like reason, reason will prevail kind of thing.

Anyone isn't always, always sunny.

Watch your-

Not a quick shoot.

Lightning bolts out of your hands.

Yeah, exactly, right?

Like, but, um, no, yeah, like I said,

yeah, top five.

For sure.

Top five, that's nice, that's nice, okay.

He's like, what do you mean?

I gave you independence and you made by 500 worlds a shithole.

Yeah.

Yeah.

What happens when you take a 10,000 year nap, my guy?

That's on you.

That's on you.

Yeah.

Well, we'll learn more about him in the next episode.

Um,

yeah, I guess we'll see you there.

Have a good one.

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