Tirana pales slightly but shakes her head, she then looks at the maniac with a sigh...
"Well, could have been worse. It could have been that tech-priest. He disgust me"
She nods towards Forfoz that is looking over the cultists around him.
"And what do YOU mean by Whore?"
She tilts her head questioning his choice of words...

"Did I call you a whore? must of been Ulthtan he never liked people" Calistian is still smiling like a maniac "Who's your cultist friend?"

Tirana looks at Richard
"Richard Daniels, he says that he is a nobel on this world. Of course in search for more power."
She smiles at the cultist her beautiful face entrancing a big number of surrounding cultists
"And Calistian, is there any way for you to keep that deamon under control?"

"Not at all" grinning like a mad man Calistian walks away and calls over his shoulder "and I wouldn't if I could". Jogging to his men Calistian arrives to see ordered rows of Marines. "Alright we are fighting at the lord's side for the fight. I want the Possessed to flank and terrorize, the Raptors to join me, the Havocs to get in good firing positions and everyone else to follow Lord Sharr's men"
OOC: I will only control the champions of the squads so if people want to kill off any of my Chaos you can just not the champions

(OOC: so in a way... she is his servent/slave, since he can make her do what ever he wants or he will torture her?) Tirana sighes.
"Some people can be quite annoying. Anyway, I wil have to act as recruiter apparently... to make guards go over to our side."
She puts her hands on her hips and gets a creepy smile on her face.

OOC: I will try to explain it but i'm not to good, he can't force her to do anything but he can make the daemon temporarily disable certain nerve ending to stop her brain from sending messages to things like her mouth and he legs, so if she was about to tell one of his secrets he could make the daemon stop the message the brain sends to the tongue, or if she trued to run he could stop her just tell me if you think it's to over powered, but she can use her psychic powers to stop the daemon from controlling her nerves for a while

IC:
When another astartes walked in, calling himself Calistian, Richard was not as intimidated by his presence after seeing the first one. He listened to Calistian's conversation with Tirana. Richard was surprised that a daemon was bound within her against her own will. Such a thing did not seem right. The key to the sacred unison of mortal and daemon is will. He should know; he had the will to accept a daemon in his own mind. Calistian eventually walked away.
When Tirana mentioned her role about converting guards, he responded with a sarcastic tone, "that sounds like no easy task for you."

Tirana giggles.
"Ahh, it should be easy enough. Guards are often desperate for women, and when they see someone of my standards... well, lets say they don't really hessitate."
She shakes her head and looks at Richard.
"I notice you don't drool like these other fools, why is that?"
She nods towards the cultists and indeed some of them actually is drooling at the sight of her...

IC:
Richard looked at the cultists. The rabble did seem far more seduced by Tirana's beauty than he was. Perhaps it is the influence of the daemon in his head. Should he tell her about it?
It would be better if my presence is not known. The Word Bearers would take more interest in me than you if they knew.
He smirked, listening to the daemon's advice, and he could not agree more.
"Perhaps I have grown used to it," he spoke. "I have met many fine women but decades have passed since I had even the slightest hint of attraction towards them, until I saw you. Your beauty is gifted by the Dark Prince, which explains the lust in my mind. Yet still, it is as not as predominant in me than in them," he points to the drooling cultists. "Besides, my mind is set on a greater purpose, towards a greater path: the future."

OOC: Sharranous, I think you forgot me. I could not find a task for Felix.

Felix looked around after Sharr had finished the briefing. *No tasks for me? Seems like I have some time to get to know the new members of our warband. Too bad that the mad psyker is dead, he would be surely an interesting person to talk to. *
With the Chaos Marine, who seemed to have rapid mood swings gone, he went towards the mutant and the cult leader.
"Greetings. I can´t remember seeing you on the Gladius. Not that I would have noticed you."