Varrick listend to the old man as he did began thinking, They would be going up agaisnt something bigger then he thought, "Long hunt would be best, Our ultramarine here is a devestator his rockets will be of great use along with his hit and run tactics, Can anyone of us change weapons or bring a few bigger weapons to help us bring to injure this beast?" He asked now thinking for traps to make, It was possible he could make Several mines or anti armor mines if he could but even then. If the dark angel was Right they would have little chance at going up against a bio titan.
"The Tyranids are far too recent to have been work of legends like this. I have seen them on Tarsis Ultra. They do not come in singles, they come in legions. Fear not, brother." Promethus served with a soft smile, somewhat ignoring Dumas' words. Instead the Ultramarine approached the elder, while Ethon walked slowly up to Varrick and Nix. "Tell me, please, Gunther. What do the tales speak of the reasoning of it appearing and vanishing? Surely if it comes and goes, there must be reason behind it? If it is the king of life, so where is it's queen of death to put it back to rest?" Promethus hoped such counterpart would exist, and no matter how much myth it was. Each had a true core.
Dumas laughs at the obviousness of the ultramarine. Thinking to himself "Must they always use pompousness"
@Uriel1339 ((is "bio-titan" not a generic word?)) Cacasus just put his hand to his chin in contemplation. "In the legends, the Tarrasque would slink away on its own accord simply because there was nothing left worth chasing after, and it would just stop and rest" he muttered to the team. The nature of the horror was that any attempt to slay the beast, no matter how much firepower was used, could do nothing more than knock it into the same such sleep for a short period of time. With any sort of luck, the marines could track it to its lair and finish their task with a single coup de grace. Not that the universe would ever make things so simple for a son of the Emperor. Cacasus assumed the reason they were being put up to the task was its reawakening being nigh and inevitable
OOC: He is an Ultramarine and given their extensive experience with Tyranids he probably would rather relate to these: http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/mediawiki/index.php?title=Species_of_Tyranid&redirect=no#Bio-Titans So if your char meant other super-sized beasts, you could clarify and clean the misunderstanding
The elder was clearly surprised to be asked directly by one of the skyborn warriors, demigods and the stuff of legends themselves, but it was an honour to oblige. He firmly replied to the man, ignoring the laughter of the other. "The people of the plains, their eyes on clear skies always, have stories of the Lord of Beasts' eternal opposite. They speak of a creature to rule the skies as the other rules the earth. A sky-beast so majestic, it is said to be the closest being of the sky to the true divine, just as we speak of the earth creature closest to the divine." Gunther nodded slowly, his face showing that he had little more to tell. "It is said that when there is need of it, it will come. It is said that it will always return, and is eternal in and of itself. But these tales are not those of my people, Sky-Man, and I fear that I know no more about this mythical creature."
((yeah, I know the Tyranid Bio-titans. But I always assumed that the other fauna of the galaxy could produce their own creatures of comparable size. I mean, modern Earth alone has whales))
"Thank you for your words. And if you wish, you can call me Promethus." The Ultramarine allowed the man who humbled the Astartes with his knowledge. Knowledge was power, he learned through his time as Neophyte. He turned back to his brethren. "Unles conventional warfare does not work. We should try to see if we can find this opposing creature. They might be balancing one another out, just like Ork Clans, as long as none of their chief wins, they are caught in that eternal struggle with one another. At this point we should not just think of ourselves and our task, but also the people. Bare with me for a moment." He asked of his brethren before going on to explain his reasoning. "Let assume here that we are able to hunt this creature across the plains, let it trigger various traps and what not. Are you aware of what havoc it could actually cause before we eventually fell it, or force it to retreat? Many people of this world could die before we manage to stop it. Perhaps we should look into the most efficient way to be the victor of this beast, rather than just to eventually slay it." His voice continued to be reserved and rather raise concern, than forcing to operate like he proposed. OOC: RP is never about 'being right' it's about being in a character and accepting that characters can understand things wrong, too. As priorly said. Promethus is an Ultramarine, therefore obviously he thinks of Tyranids as they were one of the few chapters that participated in all three Tyrannic Wars, not to forget that their homeworld was almost lost to them in the first one, and the fact that they are the only ones to have specialist Anti-Tyranid Space Marines, and that the Deathwatch has their Headquarters also in Ultramar xD
@Uriel1339 ((Oh, I totally understood, it made sense for Prometheus to respond the way he did)) Cacasus couldn't help but feel the opposing creature matched another description from the Chaplains. The legendary bird Deathwing, from which the chapter's first company took its name. "The people of this planet would be in jeopardy anyway. Any damage it inflicts in battle would be just as great as if it were to roam free. I say we slay it, to spare these people its wraith in the future"
