Isadore looked up from his work to meet the curious gaze of the behemoth of deadly adamatium. He rose from his desk, tucking his dataslate away in a voluminous sleeve. [Greetings Brother] he intoned. [We have much work to do. The scared Rites must be preformed prior to our arrival. The armoury must be blessed, including the vehicles. I will entrust this duty to you, one whom has dedicated his service to the Omnissiah, in his role of Militant] [I shall see to the blessing of our landing craft and per-fabricated structures. Once you have finished, join me on the bridge, so that we might brief her Ladyship in person] He concluded. [Go with the blessing of the Machine God. Dues Ex Machina, Brother] he finished, bowing.
When the woman said 'space wolf' again Eric's face curled back into what looked like a silent, angry growl "Well, for the sake of the people about to be on the planet, I hope I'm wrong" "And once we get down to the planet don't expect me to stay as your guard too long, I'd be more helpful actually doing something to help the colony than I would be just following you around all day"
"You were employed as a Defender, a Guardian. What do you expect to do? Move crates around? Work in a factory? You were specifically chosen to defend high priority targets. And you judge me wrong again. Who says that I won't be with the people and rather live in my Palace all day long? You are thinking too far ahead of yourself, Astartes." She chuckled a bit at his growl, it was attractive and adorable. Stefanie made the right choice to take this one as her guard.
"I'm pretty sure there will be some kind of danger on the planet in need of killing, and I'm sure there is going to be a PDF regiment established, they would require training, they'd either get in shape or die from exhaustion by the time I'd be done with em"
"And a dead Defense Force is good for the planet how?" The Governor asked, shaking her head. "I also hope there is something dangerous down there, or at least interesting. Otherwise this whole colonization would go awkwardly smooth. And that would bore an Astartes to death, wouldn't it?" They finally arrived at the bridge, where she entered the code to remove the lock and then moved inside.
"In a battle between you and Imperial Soldiers, I still would say that a hundred would kill you. It is not the talent, it is the numbers that make the Imperium strong. That is why the Codex Astartes dictates that each chapter only has up to one thousand Astartes, does it not?" She did not even look at him as she walked up to the navigators of the ship.
"Are the Space Wolves one of those non-codex-adherent chapters?" Stefanie knew apparently the basics of the Adeptus Astartes, so was her duty, but of course she could not know of all thousand chapters that were out there. "Either way. Your numbers are restricted to prohibit you the same power as the Imperial Guard or a PDF ever will have. You perform accurate strikes, not massive war. And if you do. Then because something went awfully wrong, like Armageddon. One of my grand-grand-grand fathers or something died during the Second War of Armageddon." Her voice went somewhat melancholic but she shook it off as she read over the data-scans of the planet herself. OOC: GM (@NightxHaunter ) you going to make decision for this what the planets scan results give or we going to be creative?
Mæse strolled into the bridge, listening into the conversation happening. He considered the Tech-Priests report and spoke to the Governess "Governess Eisenfaust, what do you think we should do to the patients affected by psychosis?" he asked, knowing that this is an important decision for the colony
