u/Gnos445

It's interesting to note that, for all of the Blood God's disdain for sorcery, he's willing to sanction its use in his own armies. And not just that, this was published a good while after it was established that psychic powers aggravate the Butcher's Nails, but Nautakah is just sitting right next to an active sorcerous ritual and it doesn't seem to inflame his implants at all. Imo, that suggests that the effects that the World Eaters' Librarians had on their brothers' nails might not have been an entirely natural result of the technology itself.

>The divining cut across the grain even more. It had taken Nautakah a little while to mortify his pride sufficiently to accept it. He had soothed it by calling upon a different pride: his pride in his station. There was more at stake than one warrior’s skull tally. Nautakah had sworn the Blood Pact, and so he had sworn to uphold its ways. He had even taken on the rank of arnogaur and the duty of punishing any who betrayed those ways. Blood Pact do not kill Blood Pact was one of Urlock Gaur’s most fundamental decrees, but the arnogaur held the sacred dispensation to kill the Gaur’s people when they broke the Gaur’s laws. The mages were part of the Pact, and so if another worshipper of the Skull Throne interfered with them Nautakah would cut them down himself. And besides…

>The arnogaur’s hand strayed to the brass collar worked into his ceramite gorget, the one part of his power armour that always shone as though new no matter how much gore and grime coated the rest of it. In the centuries he had worn it, the diabolical rage forged into it had struck many witches dead as they had tried to work their trickery on him. Imperial battle psykers, aeldari warlocks and greenskin warpheadz had all paid the price of their natures. But the mage had performed his séance untouched, the collar just inert metal at Nautakah’s throat, and he had taken that as a sign. If his god saw fit to send his rage elsewhere, why then so did Nautakah. Let the man walk his own path to his own reckoning.

Basically, with Chapters that don’t worship the Emperor as a god, are the Techmarines the only religious men there or are they the only secular mechanics tolerated by the Imperium?

I’ve read a couple of stories where Necron higher ups complain of being short on regular troops, typically because of long awakening times. Like, in the DoW IV trailer from the other day, the Cryptek was complaining about the lower orders not awakening and needing every soldier. But that’s complete nonsense given their capabilities. They have fully functional, completely loyal ai. They can make living metal bodies. Just shove a modified canoptek brain into a fresh Necron Warrior body. Build a factory on a completely dead world in an uninhabited system dedicated to doing nothing but that all the time. They’re next to mindless anyway, I doubt there would be any substantial difference in performance.

Numbers should be the last thing the Necrons should ever have any issue with.

Seriously, how are they coordinating their movements through the Warp to make sure they aren’t all wandering off in different directions after every single battle? How are they talking to each other to make sure they show up at roughly the same time and place so they aren’t just immediately blown out of the void one ship at a time by any defense fleet they encounter? The galaxy is a huge place, and not only does their god hate the only people capable of talking to each other across interstellar distances, the very presence of psykers aggravates the Nails and makes the World Eaters being able to not kill them for any length of time even if they wanted to unlikely.

Just going through the chapters where the two first meet again and she just seems annoying, both to Perrin and to me as a reader. But by the end of TDR Perrin is suddenly declaring he’d rather die than live life without her and I’m like, what? He has a lot of reasons to live. Even acknowledging typical Two Rivers levels of simping, what makes him so suddenly fixated on her and her alone?

He was fully awake and active throughout the Dark Age of Technology. He had enough foresight to see that putting the Void Dragon on Mars would be useful for human development all the way back circa the 11th century. Why didn’t he take the time during any of mankind’s most advanced millennia to acquire a personal copy of the database that was sent out with every random podunk colony so he’d have access to the technology if he ever needed it?

They can convert matter to energy and back again. They have effectively unlimited amounts of free time. They are almost universally described as being toweringly arrogant. Am I really supposed to believe a Necron lord is going to take a look at his own soldiers shuffling around like zombies, half their faces missing, and not go “Hey, canoptek slave constructs, fix this. I’m not going into battle with unpresentable minions”? Or that they wouldn’t care about visible damage to their own bodies enough to get it buffed out when they will spend literal decades on single plays?

Them looking like they do makes sense if they’re five minutes out of the tomb, but otherwise with as proud as the average Necron noble is it makes no sense that they’d tolerate any degree of visible degradation on their legions when fixing it is such a trivial matter.

What god do they think their weapons, armor, or battles are sacred to if they don’t hold the Emperor to be one?

Since it’s known that the C’tan can’t really be permanently destroyed, do the Necrons have some way to recapture their energy and force it back into a necrodermis shell before it can escape? Or does it just go back to being the star-eating energy being that it was before the meeting the Necrontyr, albeit a fraction of the size?