A tragic tale born of Lightning - Ultramarines 89th company

[r0xAs]

"Bold though these figures frown, yet bolder far
These godlike heroes shin'd in ancient war.

In that hoar sire, of mien serene, august,
Lusus behold, no robber-chief unjust;
His cluster'd bough—the same which Bacchus bore—
He waves, the emblem of his care of yore;
The friend of savage man, to Bacchus dear,(...)

 

Our kingdom founded, and illustrious reign'd
In those fair lawns, the bless'd Elysium feign'd,

Where, winding oft, the Guadiana roves,
And Douro murmurs through, the flow'ry groves.
Here, with his bones, he left his deathless fame,
And Lusitania's clime shall ever bear his name.
That other chief th' embroider'd silk displays,
Toss'd o'er the deep whole years of weary days,
On Tago's banks, at last, his vows he paid:
To wisdom's godlike power, the Jove-born maid,
Who fir'd his lips with eloquence divine,
On Tago's banks he rear'd the hallow'd shrine.
Ulysses he, though fated to destroy,
On Asian ground, the heav'n-built towers of Troy,
On Europe's strand, more grateful to the skies,(...)

 

"But who that godlike terror of the plain,

Who strews the smoking field with heaps of slain?
What num'rous legions fly in dire dismay,
Whose standards wide the eagle's wings display?"
The pagan asks: the brother chief replies:—
"Unconquer'd deem'd, proud Rome's dread standard flies,
His crook thrown by, fir'd by his nation's woes,
The hero-shepherd Viriatus rose;
His country sav'd proclaim'd his warlike fame,
And Rome's wide empire trembled at his name.
That gen'rous pride which Rome to Pyrrhus bore,
To him they show'd not; for they fear'd him more.
Not on the field o'ercome by manly force,
Peaceful he slept; and now, a murder'd corse,
By treason slain, he lay. How stern, behold,
That other hero, firm, erect, and bold:
The power by which he boasted he divin'd,
Beside him pictur'd stands, the milk-white hind:
Injur'd by Rome, the stern Sertorius fled
To Tago's shore, and Lusus' offspring led;
Their worth he knew; in scatter'd flight he drove
The standards painted with the birds of Jove.
And lo, the flag whose shining colours own
The glorious founder of the Lusian throne!
Some deem the warrior of Hungarian race,
Some from Lorraine the godlike hero trace.

- ​Attributed to Camoens, poet from the age of terra, 572, M1

 

 

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Squad Leader Dimas Anxo

2ic of tactical squad [censored] during "the Helghan reconquering" in the shadow crusade. armed with a locally produced phobos pattern boltgun and a artificed mk3 he's ready to strike the ones he been betrayed during the shame of Calth. 

 

 

A great long wall of text and finally a painted miniature in years. i've decided every once in while to paint something to the ultramarines army that i've collected ever since 2003 (on which there are pictures scattered around this board somewhere), broken and remade many times. by 2007 i've started to take interest in the Horus heresy , but background and documentation of it as in regarding the ultramarines was low back then, right now i have the right amount of material and bitz to make my ideas possible, albeit very very very slowly as benefits of a phd student. 

 

I've been researching inspiration for this from many things, not only from other blogs, pictures, old background and images i can gather from that time plus things i've found over the internet, and my own knowledge as a Portuguese Art Historian/art critic/archaeologist.
 

every once in a while i'll be pouring out thoughts and connections about my ideas revolving around the Ultramarines Universe

 

the flavour text i put was a small part of a epic poem called "The Lusiads" written in the 16th century by Luís Vaz de Camões, it is compared to the Iliad/Odissey and the Aeneid, so i guess i could start from there.

 

although the idea is far from perfect and on which i'm still struggling to make it flawless , i envisioned something as a journey of heroes that ended in a tragic death on which in the far future a young chapter will cross paths with what survived of their existence, gaining the means to reclaim the stars as once their ancestors did during the great crusade.

 

thus the 89th will journey to keep himself alive on the fires of war during the heresy time, they will cross many perils and make contacts with the strangest of beings and on which they will make a voyage of introspection of their role in the universe ( as akin to the journey of Lorgar but with no heresy ), but on which they will sacrifice themselves to halt the enemy legions, thus saving the day but their legacy will be lost (and eventually recovered during the dark days of the 41st millenium), thus be something inspired in the lines of Camões, they will tell their history, their feats and urge the future to follow their example, as they once did in their time. i don't know yet how further this will develop, but i know they will perish in battle against a ancient chaos creature called the Adamastor invoked by the Traitor Legions (same name as the creature in the poem, you can check here  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adamastor ) 

 

 

the model i've painted wasn't what i really wanted for the introduction, as i wanted to begin with the very start, the lightning bearers/the thunder warriors, on which their tragic ending would be eventually "re-born" in the 89th company, thus making their stories the same yet different at the same time. eventually i'll add that model to make a proper beginning. 

 

 

p.s: i say again, i cant promises updates very often, i'll try to every once in a while and when i feel like it to put something. feel free to ask questions, i'll be glad to help you in everything i can. i hope it didn't go out that much confusing. 

 

[ThatOneMarshal]

Very cool Ultramarines, can't wait to see more! If anything I would like to see more pictures of the seargent and his squad, if you don't mind of course!