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Does anyone know why / when the Thousand Sons changed from deep red armor to their trade mark blue? I've tries to find as much info as I can about the Rubric of Ahriman and determine is the spell did it, or if it came along afterwards.
Long story short, I've recently started building Burning of Prospero and just scored 30 rubric and 10 scarab occult from 40k. Part of me wants a single armor color...
Kernbanks
definitely not a monogamer, you got it I'll play it.
My impression is that the Thousand Sons still wore red through the course of the Horus Heresy, and switched to blue afterwards. So if your Rubrics are 30k, immediately after the Rubric of Ahriman then they'd be red. I could be mistaken, though.
Personally I adore the blue and gold look, though.
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kernbanks wrote: Does anyone know why / when the Thousand Sons changed from deep red armor to their trade mark blue? I've tries to find as much info as I can about the Rubric of Ahriman and determine is the spell did it, or if it came along afterwards.
Long story short, I've recently started building Burning of Prospero and just scored 30 rubric and 10 scarab occult from 40k. Part of me wants a single armor color...
Truthfully, I think it was just a matter of practicality from a game studio perspective- too many red marines. Though in point of actual fact, I think the red heresy colors was a later decision, and TS colors started blue and gold. I can't remember any official photos of the first metal models to be anything but blue and gold/yellow.
Alas there aren't any pictures of Thousand Sons (just general renegades for 40k models) in RoC: Lost and the Damned, and the text doesn't spend much time on colors.
Keep in mind that the Night Lords in RoC: Slaves to Darkness were Khornate, and their shoulder pads were red with bats and Khorne's rune.(p 167 for the curious with access to it), though world eaters had a lot more black in their armour colors, particularly the backpacks.
It's covered in the novel Ahriman: Exile.
Spoilers below.
Spoiler:
Long story short Ahriman is in exile following the rubric, while being hunted by one of his fellow sorcerers. In the end at the final showdown Ahriman has an epiphany and uses his powers to wrest control of the rubrics from the sorcerer hunting him. In the process he magically repaints their armour to show the new beginning of the Thousand Sons.
It was in 542.M31 that the Traitor Legions, lost and stumbling through the warp, happened upon the terrible daemon world of cit'adel, realm of Tzeentch God of Change.
"You shall not leave until you have mastered the art of we-blending!" spake the great (paint) schemer.
"But we're happy with our basecoats and single edge highlighting. Crispness of paintjob wasn't what got Horus killed. The Emperor was all gold for pete's sake." cried a stricken Son of Horus.
"Silence!", the God demanded, "for your impudence your scheme shall now be all black, the hardest of colours to get depth with."
"God-damnit." muttered the crestfallen Marine.
With a mighty swish of his staff the very ground of the daemon world convulsed and vomited forth a great many teeny-tiny little pots of paint and the Traitors set to work appeasing the God of Schemes.
However, the task was daunting. Each attempt at wet-blwnding was decried as not yet perfect by the God of Change. To make matters worse, each teeny pot of paint cost the Traitors £5 each! Such a task was costing them dearly, for Tzeentch is the God of Loose Change also...
Finally, the Legions were getting into the swing of things. Thin coats were the key, and many of them. Alas, pride often predicates a fall. Half-way through the great daemon world convulsed and changed the pots it brought forth. Marines cried out in exasperation as they struggled to map across old names to arbitrary new ones. Some unlucky souls simply sat weeping, having got 90% of the way through their task only to discover that their basecoat simply had no replacement in the new range.
After many years of crouching over paint pots, striving for ever better blends, the wretched bird at last called himself sated. It was only now that Tzeentch's true plan became evident. The myriad Legions now stood before him utterly changed. A riot of colour stood before him, no legion untouched (save for the obstinate Iron Warriors who had sodded off to find a fabled cheaper paint-planet called Val'ejo).
"Behold yourself resplendant!" the avian daemon exclaimed, "and know now my true name, for I am Tzeentch. Chaos God. Changer of Paint Schemes. Never again shall you be accused of being drab!"
"But we never were..." the blackened Son of Horus began before his friend mercifully stabbed him to shut him up.
And so goes the story of how the Traitor Legions changed their colours. This fooled the dim-witted Loyalists into thinking they were brand new Marines for quite some time, showing that the boons of a Chaos God can be powerful. However, controversies run rife. "How come the Dark Angels changed their scheme when they're loyalists" people ask, shortly before disappearing without a trace. Very suspicious...
The End.
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leopard wrote: IIRC the first pictures of the Thousand sons were Magenta/Gold or possibly Magenta/Yellow - certainly a lot pinker - old "Space Marine" box art.
I thought the ones who followed Ahriman the I-Just-Get-These-Headaches went blue, the ones who didn't stayed red
When the Realm of Chaos books were published in the early 1990s, the colours of Tzeentch were pastel colours - pale blue, yellow, pink, mint green, etc. The volume covering Tzeentch and Nurgle had a different format of army list to the previous volume covering Khorne and Slaanesh; the first volume had army lists specifically for the Black Legion, World Eaters and Emperor's Children, while the second volume only had army lists for Tzeentch and Nurgle "renegades" of which Thousand Sons Sorceror Covens and Death Guard squads were only a single unit entry (alongside cultists, spawn, beastmen, etc). We never saw the "proper" colours of the Thousand Sons Legion, only a few Chaos Renegade Marine models painted in pinks and blues and yellows.
Later editions made the colours more saturated and less pastel, so pale blue and yellow became blue and gold, for instance.
I always assumed it happened as part of the changing effects of Tzeentch, not as a conscious deliberate act on the part of the Legion themselves.
Ynneadwraith wrote: It was in 542.M31 that the Traitor Legions, lost and stumbling through the warp, happened upon the terrible daemon world of cit'adel, realm of Tzeentch God of Change.
Spoiler:
"You shall not leave until you have mastered the art of we-blending!" spake the great (paint) schemer.
"But we're happy with our basecoats and single edge highlighting. Crispness of paintjob wasn't what got Horus killed. The Emperor was all gold for pete's sake." cried a stricken Son of Horus.
"Silence!", the God demanded, "for your impudence your scheme shall now be all black, the hardest of colours to get depth with."
"God-damnit." muttered the crestfallen Marine.
With a mighty swish of his staff the very ground of the daemon world convulsed and vomited forth a great many teeny-tiny little pots of paint and the Traitors set to work appeasing the God of Schemes.
However, the task was daunting. Each attempt at wet-blwnding was decried as not yet perfect by the God of Change. To make matters worse, each teeny pot of paint cost the Traitors £5 each! Such a task was costing them dearly, for Tzeentch is the God of Loose Change also...
Finally, the Legions were getting into the swing of things. Thin coats were the key, and many of them. Alas, pride often predicates a fall. Half-way through the great daemon world convulsed and changed the pots it brought forth. Marines cried out in exasperation as they struggled to map across old names to arbitrary new ones. Some unlucky souls simply sat weeping, having got 90% of the way through their task only to discover that their basecoat simply had no replacement in the new range.
After many years of crouching over paint pots, striving for ever better blends, the wretched bird at last called himself sated. It was only now that Tzeentch's true plan became evident. The myriad Legions now stood before him utterly changed. A riot of colour stood before him, no legion untouched (save for the obstinate Iron Warriors who had sodded off to find a fabled cheaper paint-planet called Val'ejo).
"Behold yourself resplendant!" the avian daemon exclaimed, "and know now my true name, for I am Tzeentch. Chaos God. Changer of Paint Schemes. Never again shall you be accused of being drab!"
"But we never were..." the blackened Son of Horus began before his friend mercifully stabbed him to shut him up.
And so goes the story of how the Traitor Legions changed their colours. This fooled the dim-witted Loyalists into thinking they were brand new Marines for quite some time, showing that the boons of a Chaos God can be powerful. However, controversies run rife. "How come the Dark Angels changed their scheme when they're loyalists" people ask, shortly before disappearing without a trace. Very suspicious...
The End.
Headcannon accepted
Brilliant!
I stand between the darkness and the light. Between the candle and the star.
Ynneadwraith wrote: It was in 542.M31 that the Traitor Legions, lost and stumbling through the warp, happened upon the terrible daemon world of cit'adel, realm of Tzeentch God of Change.
Spoiler:
"You shall not leave until you have mastered the art of we-blending!" spake the great (paint) schemer.
"But we're happy with our basecoats and single edge highlighting. Crispness of paintjob wasn't what got Horus killed. The Emperor was all gold for pete's sake." cried a stricken Son of Horus.
"Silence!", the God demanded, "for your impudence your scheme shall now be all black, the hardest of colours to get depth with."
"God-damnit." muttered the crestfallen Marine.
With a mighty swish of his staff the very ground of the daemon world convulsed and vomited forth a great many teeny-tiny little pots of paint and the Traitors set to work appeasing the God of Schemes.
However, the task was daunting. Each attempt at wet-blwnding was decried as not yet perfect by the God of Change. To make matters worse, each teeny pot of paint cost the Traitors £5 each! Such a task was costing them dearly, for Tzeentch is the God of Loose Change also...
Finally, the Legions were getting into the swing of things. Thin coats were the key, and many of them. Alas, pride often predicates a fall. Half-way through the great daemon world convulsed and changed the pots it brought forth. Marines cried out in exasperation as they struggled to map across old names to arbitrary new ones. Some unlucky souls simply sat weeping, having got 90% of the way through their task only to discover that their basecoat simply had no replacement in the new range.
After many years of crouching over paint pots, striving for ever better blends, the wretched bird at last called himself sated. It was only now that Tzeentch's true plan became evident. The myriad Legions now stood before him utterly changed. A riot of colour stood before him, no legion untouched (save for the obstinate Iron Warriors who had sodded off to find a fabled cheaper paint-planet called Val'ejo).
"Behold yourself resplendant!" the avian daemon exclaimed, "and know now my true name, for I am Tzeentch. Chaos God. Changer of Paint Schemes. Never again shall you be accused of being drab!"
"But we never were..." the blackened Son of Horus began before his friend mercifully stabbed him to shut him up.
And so goes the story of how the Traitor Legions changed their colours. This fooled the dim-witted Loyalists into thinking they were brand new Marines for quite some time, showing that the boons of a Chaos God can be powerful. However, controversies run rife. "How come the Dark Angels changed their scheme when they're loyalists" people ask, shortly before disappearing without a trace. Very suspicious...
It's mostly a matter of choice made by the Sorcerer in Charge. Amon kept his Rubrics red and gold, but when Ahriman killed him and took over control of his Rubrics, Ahriman changed their color to blue and gold to show his dedication to Tzeentch. This became the 'standard color' for Thousand Sons according to GW.
Since Magnus retook control of his Legion and seems to be working to rebuild it, I kind of imagine more and more Thrallbands going back to the original red colors
In my head they they were red originally to match up with Magnus. Yes I know they met up after the legion creation and without knowing what he looked like, but I'm speaking in a meta context. I think the Sorceror can change the look of his, but once again on a meta level I think it's as simple as Tzeentch equals blue and gold.
