"Now that is a suprise" as philitities spoke he grabed the staff thing "how long have you served the ordo malues boy, because by the looks of it not long enough to see a grey knight standing before you"
"No, if you were a Grey knight you would be bowing to me, I believe you know who I am. I cannot lie, I was informed of everyone except you. Even though your advanced"training" had made you head swell, do not forget. Without you Aegis armor you are not more noticeable then any Astarte."
"And i was asigned to bow to marmorath in this mision not you inquisitor" as he spoke he then laughed "even without armour i would be more than a match for you"
"SON OF VULKAN!" A voice boomed, deep, loud and strong. A Space Wolf entered the area from the other end of the room, first walking, then starting to accelerate, and then he was in a full sprint, the spirit of war written all over his face and emitting from him as mighty aura when he roared loud, no weapon drawn but certainly going to use his fists as weapons if needed. The Blood Claw sprinted at full speed of an Astartes, which was quite scary given that he was basically a miniature of a Tactical Dreadnought and a monster of an Astartes.
He was taken back by what the Grey knight said. Was he truly this naive. "Assigned to bow? Is that all you are good at? 'Match for me'? Has the Space wolf grip caused you to take up his aggression? You truly are not a Knight clad in Aegis, they are taught how to be the most polite, noble, and honorable Astartes to receive the grace of the Emperor!" He pulled the cain to the floor keeping himself straight. "Do not test me imposter, such you would see a match you will not comprehend". His psyker eyes keeping the voidless pit in their iris. "Be off with you fool".
"It is more my mision is to advise the chaplin, in true respect i am not here" as he spoke he looked at the inquisitor "do not worry i am just testing you lord inquisitor"
Absorbed as he was in gymnastic practice, Draconion had let the furnace of aggression that was Steinar's aura slip by him till it was entirely too late, whereas any reasonable telepath would normally have felt it from three decks away. Blinking, he nearly lost control of his front lever as his head snapped about to peer at the rampaging Space Wolf in mild disbelief. Dismounting from the rings with a passing decent double front somersault, he sticks a perfect landing right in Steinar's path. Instead of going on the evasive or taking a defensive stance, he draws himself upright into a posture of attention and meets the giant Fenrisian's eyes with his own, bowing with all the grace and dignity he ccould muster at this point. "Brother-Librarian Draconion He'tar, Salamanders Chapter, at your service. I do not believe we have been introduced, sir. You are...?" A gamble, but a calculated one, based on what he had learned from the Space Wolves he had marched alongside - the very worst thing one could do with an excited animal was to engage its predator mind further. The only hope was to snap them out of the Wolf with unexpected behaviour and hopefully engage the Man thereby.
The Salamander was grabbed with both hands around his chest and risen to the air, being swirled and squeezed a bit before set down next to Space Wolf. It was never his intention to rip this fine Astartes apart. "A welcome sight, Brother!" He laughed loud. "You should have seen your gaze when you thought I was going to rip you apart like if you would be an enemy of mine!" The man laughed so hard, he ended up coughing, beating his chest he eventually made himself stop. "Steinar Greywold. Cousin of the Orkbane. Blood Claw of the Space Wolves, serving the Deathwatch since I heard of my cousins decease." Steinar introduced himself with a wide grin. In case there was still confusion in the air, he decided to clear up why he engaged the Salamander like this. "I have fought among the Sons of Vulkan on Armageddon. Fine lot you are! I mean you are not as strong as us Space Wolves, but I share a few sympathies with your chapter, I hope you are of similar blood like them, back on Armageddon!"
Draconion could only blink for a couple of seconds following this raucous greeting before his habitual composure reasserted himself. "Hjolda, Steinar, Son of Russ. I am honoured to meet you. Orkbane is your kin by tribe, you say? Is that not Thain of Kill-Team Sanguine Advance? I have heard somewhat of him. As for Armageddon, I marched there also - casualty relief following the fall of Infernus, and then the defence of Hades to the very end. Yourself?" His eyes narrowed briefly and imperceptibly when Steinar compared the strength of Vulkan's sons unfavourably to that of Russ'. Despite his urbane demeanour, he had every bit a sameru-no-mono's pride in his Chapter, and his pride in Vulkan's reputation as strongest among the Primarchs was rather greater than he cared to admit. Still, the Wolf was obviously an overenthusiastic and overconfident pup, so he was content to let this pass. For the moment. So, instead, he shrugged with a wry face and said, "Aye, we cannot claim to be the best at warcraft, but we fight and kill for the Emperor to the last drop of our blood, and that is good enough for Him."
"I quite don't remember, except hacking Orks apart!" Steinar laughed on the inquiry of where he had fought on Armageddon. "Yet it is a battle tank that is called Leman Russ!" The Space Wolf added with a bright grin, giving the Salamander a playful elbow in his ribs, his face getting a bit more serious. "I am merely teasing you, because I respect you Salamander. None of the chapters can compete with your crafting skills in the forge, not even the Iron Hands. As for Thain. Aye, we are cousins by blood and given he was always there to look after me and trained me much in our free-time, I intend to follow his legacy and ensure that every man I meet knows of him. That is why I have his tooth with me." He presented the necklace to the Salamander. "So that his spirit may be with me and watch over me, just when he did during his lifetime. He might have left Fenris to do the greatest deeds in the name of the Imperium. But Fenris never left him." Steinar smiled with pride, his melancholy in the voice giving away of how close said man was to him.
