"Quite the interesting view you have there, Lurielle. So tell me, what did you do to end up here in this point? Seeing as how you paint Beowulf as a killing machince, I am interested to know what you had to do in order to willingly leave the Tau Empire. Was there no pain, suffering, or death that brought you here," he said with an interested smile.
@matt23 Tyresius chuckled, "Oh, if I were to tell all to you, we would be here for days. Perhaps another time if you have any interest in knowing, Lord Asmodeus." Tyresius sighed, Such a lack of ambition in this little girl! He finally voiced his disapproval, "Ugh, "Collectivism", the philosophy that all should work for the betterment of a governing body. You claim that The tau empire gives freedom to all within. But what is the point of a caste system then to restrict you from achieving your own personal goals? The differences between the tau empire and the Imperium are so minuscule, that they are almost the same. The only one being the subtlety of their tyranny over the misguided lambs within!"
"Not any of that at all, no. I gave my life to the Tau Empire's Fire Caste when I was 12 human years old. Joined the Fire Academy, graduated four years later like every Fire Warrior, ready for my Trial by Fire. Was assumed dead during the mission and ever since am surviving for over a year now." Lurielle said, obviously annoyed now of being questioned about her past. And while she was not lying - she was not completely saying the truth either. "Better than your stinking, vomit-invoking monarchy, king of the dump." Lurielle discarded Tyresius the vomit-invoking creature, not even paying attention to his petty and indoctrinated words.
"As said my saga begun before my acention. Dont be fooled girl, on Fenris we are all killers." Beowulf said, Asmodeus got it, he seemed to understand it, but then again the Slannesian way was allways about excelling, especially at exess.
Asmodeus seemed to get a little more serious as he leaned forward, looking at Lurielle, "Though I may debat ideas and points of view, I will not have insults hurled at my table. I assure you that though I may speak of bettering one's self and finding your own personal goals, none of you, regardless of how powerful you believe you are, can archieve them alone. This is why you all have come to me and in the same way it is why I have brought you here. I should hope you see my reasoning and would agree, Lurielle."
"Twelve years old?!" Felana said a bit stunned even in the imperium official military services didn't take kids in for training that young until eighteen. Years old for PDF and the guard even the age she was sent out sounded young. Most kids she saw fighting in the hive were Gangers and not offical military, Though Felana wasn't unfamiliar with kid soldiers and young gangers, she always preferred a bit of age and lots of training when serving with another as a warrior four years seemed like so little for training in a military. "Lurielle what's this trial by fire?" Felana asked now curious what lurielle went through with the tau.
The woman simply shrugged, not wanting to go much deeper into that topic. The Imperium trained to hate and kill, even those who submit to them, or perhaps especially those. "Then it would be appreciated if my past would not be so heavily criticized. I am perhaps the only one at this table who remembers and values her very own parents, for example. Also he literally caused me to vomit and I won't forgive such thing easily. Because I have lived through a lot, such as Krootox farms and they were much more enjoyable than.... That stench. Perhaps we simply are not as perfect as you are, Lord Asmodeus." Lurielle said annoyed, crossing her arms and leaned back, obviously not just annoyed but far further than that getting so heavily questioned about her life and decisions and now of course he is taking the Astartes' side, she is just a wannabe Xenos in all their eyes anyway. And surely all this egotism of the Astartes and with a tad of the lordship himself was just getting overwhelming. She was right to begin with. It was too good to be true, it came with a big emotional price tag. "I volunteered and was similar of physiology to the other Tau who attended the academy. The Trial by Fire is your first mission after the academy. Survive and succeed and you become a proper Fire Warrior. Death equals failure of the trial." She said blatantly and with all her earlier happiness having disappeared. It was a straight matter-of-fact annoyed response.
"I merely asked to get to know who it was who say at my table. If you wish not to speak of your past, it shall be left behind you and I shall ask no more, my apologies. Also, if you do not wish to forgive him, don't. I merely ask to leave the insults unsaid. This is the first time we have all met so there is a lot to take in at once, so I would ask not to judge to harshly as at some point you may have to work together. Just as I hope you do hold anything against me for asking....And as much as I strive to be, I am far from perfect, but I'm working on it." He said with a wink and smile.
" i like your spirit little girl. spitting in the face of danger and reason. going on when wrong, thats backbone" Beowulf said with a bit of a laugh behind his voice, atleast she had spirit, easy to see why she had left the Tau, an Ethereal would properbly rather have her dead than another rebelius human slave under their command. "though funny you think we are the indoctrinators. i was about your age before they took me to be trained, most chapters recruit around that 11-12 terran standard."
Lurielle did not take the bait, she was far too annoyed to be lured into a pointless argument and a need of showing off by this Beowulf than to react to it. It would be pointless anyway since in the long-run the Wolf-man would just rip her head off with his bare hands if he felt like it. "I judge, as you judge us. Which this meeting is for. You want to test whether we are ready or not for whatever task you have. To ensure we have the variety of skills you need. Beowulf's brute strength. Tyresius endurance. My aim. Malrak's control of that warp-thing. Latrynix' distractive skills as a beauty and Comorrite, perhaps even torture techniques. Lena's gene-manipulations." She shook her head. "I judge as freely as my lord judges. I have no issue talking about my past. I simply do not appreciate how you go about it. Nonetheless, I will not apologize for my insult towards The King." Her arms remained closed and she barely moved. But her voice was full of anger and despite. If he expected her to become a friend with that thing, he was definitely wrong. Such an abomination would never be a friend, barely a colleague. An abomination, a walking corpse. The only way she would dare to get close to him is to ram her dagger into his throat.... Ram her dagger into his throat. Now that was a healthy thought for once. But would she be fast enough? No.... The Wych was standing there with her whip, it would be slapped out of her hand as fast as Marius earlier was stopped... She shook her head and breathed a bit heavier, having caught herself. "Are we soon done here.... Lord Asmodeus? I mean not to be impatient, but I fear the wine is rather quick making it through my digestive system, to put it nicely." Her voice was kinder, but not truly... Everyone who had a bit more of experience knew that emotion in her voice. Fear.
