WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!
Go away, Xeno. I might just be merciful enough to not gut you and leave your corpse as a warning for the rest of your disgusting kind.
The Greenskin infestation is worse than it was in my time. I'll give you one chance to embrace the Greater Good, Ork. After that, there will be no more chances. I have food that your kind can process. Please, accept it as a gift of good will. If a Primarch can see the need of the Greater Good, surely their descendants can as well?
And like that you've lost me. Considering Night Lords to be anything like the paper pusher known as Girlyman, is a crime in itself. Begone before I test my blade on your throat.
*plasma flamers specialist activated* There is no reasoning with such a degenerative species. Sorry about that. All your kind look alike. An honest mistake. *runs around with spoon sticking out of head* WHY!?! We only do that to aholes. Now you've forced my hand. *unsheathes sword of Righteousness*
Tau's souls are a pitiful thing, less than a flicker. There is little to be gained from them, what of their species that is not exterminated shall be best used as slave labor. Doubt they'd notice the difference.
