Lyrics in Latin:
Rômule, vigilamus pro te,
Audacia et fortitüdo,
Audacia et fortitüdo,
Pro focis et patria,
Sic itur ad astra,
Rômule, vigilamus pro te,
Inter hastas, ferte manüs certas,
Inter hastas, ferte manùs certas,
Pro focis et patria,
Sic itur ad astra,
Rômule, vigilāmus pro te,
Dúcit amor, patriae, quo fas et gloria ducunt,
Pro focis et patria,
Sic itur ad astra
English translation:
Romulus, we stand vigil for thee,
Audacity and fortitude, For home and country,
Such is the pathway to the stars,
Romulus, we stand vigil for thee,
Between spears, strike with a firm hand,
For home and country,
Such is the pathway to the stars,
Romulus, we stand vigil for thee,
I am lead by love of country, to that place where right and glory lead,
For home and country,
Such is the pathway to the stars!
Romulus, we stand vigil for thee!
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Female Custodes?!!?!?!
Technically not Female Space Marines, but this could still be a game changer if it's true!
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Big news for the 40k heads.
Female custodes are now officially a thing
This codex screenshot has been going around
Now women too can have ridiculously overpowered genetically engineered super soldiers.
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Thought of the Day: Mercy is a sign of weakness.
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Battle Automaton "Excindeo." Enslaved Abominable Intelligence contained within the automaton's chassis - a secret so terrifying that only a few during the Horus Heresy knew the true nature of this machine
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At last malcador's dream of superhuman big ladies can finally be made Canon. His sacrifice was finally vindicated
Malcador dabbing in the warp rn.
The solid confirmation does show, though, or rather puts a new light on, how funny Big E’s blatant trust and favouritism of the Custodes was.
“But you could make some of the Primarchs women, surely?”
“Mmm. No, no I don’t think so.”
“But the Custodes-“
“No, can’t be done.”
“But surely a little extra effort-”
“We ran out of girl budget. Also Auramite.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“What if, hear me out, we made different armour and coated it in melted down roof tiles?”
“Four hundred quadrillion thrones, Neoth.”
“They could be really nice roof tiles.”
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