OOC: Ooops. Whatever its a generic name anyhow! Sons of ___ is so 13th founding. This is a rare day where I may be able to respond to a post within the same hour. Icelos raised his eyebrow. He was a little confused, but answered the question nevertheless. "I have dropped that mantle. The Sons of Corax is the title my Chapter dons. Our Gene-seed only has mutated the Mucranoid. Making it inoperable. Also like our cousins in the Raven Guard, our poison bite is less potent or completely nonexistent." Icelos raised his eyebrow again to ask a question of his own. "I thought you would know this information after I revealed my Livery at the hangar? My chapter is most...infamous."
<Sirius Jules - Medbay> "Or perhaps I just wanted to hear humility." Sirius grinned and then grabbed the arm of the Astartes, harsh as if trying to squeeze the pain out of the Raven child. "Our chapters names are so similar, yet I wonder if you hold Corax as high as we hold Guilliman high. Even above the Emperor, for it was Guilliman who was there when he had been fallen victim to his favorite sons rouse. Alas, Guilliman has at least chance of recovery." His voice was cold and harsh, but with a pinch of pride. Somehow this Renegade twist empowered Sirius. "The tissue will remain, just like my face will remain scarred." The Apothecary stated before a syringe was taken from his Narthecium and he simply poked it into the wound, extracting some of the liquid that built up beneath the tissue which was fighting with the natural system of the super antibodies of an Astartes. The problem was that most likely it spread into the healthy cells and made the immune system think that it had been a virus that needs to be exterminated, when in reality it was not.
<Medbay> Icelos made a slight flinch as the antibodies raced in his blood. It was odd to feel some kind of pain, especially now. After staring at his arm, he looked back up to the Apothecary. "I...couldn't tell you. We each keep to ourselvesves in a way. Some venerate your Primarch's Codex Astarte, while some would use it for little more than target practice. While we keep our own culture, having differences make it so unique, but it has also been a problem in the past. Even Hypo-therapy is rarely used. Only the most basic of our ways are taught to all neophyte, each Company having a different culture, akin to the Ironhands. But I am not here to give you a history lesson, am I done here?" Icelos voice was soft and his tone was stern. He didn't look like he wanted to wait any longer then he had too.
<Canteen - Kajar & @Xaphen > "So a Blackshield you became, on your own violation? But if the wrong you did was because of your personal deeds, why did you hide your Chapter's mark? A fear of further humiliating them or that they would humiliate you? Now, when we are so far away from our old lives, what makes you think they would accept you back, when you were the one to leave them?" <Bridge> "Well, if Tempestus says he got it, then who are we to argue?" Jannika sighed as he jumped down from the table, heading out of the chamber. "And yeah Serious, I'm not some damsel in need of you walking me to my very doorstep. Go to...whatever you do actually," she grinned and took her leave, walking off the ship into the maze of unlit corridors. <Prison @Loldoom > Some time after Amraphel left the brig and Sigismund was once again left to his own thoughts, the door to his cell opened and a man entered it. He was dressed in plain white supplicant robes with no other accessories on it. His long blond hair fell on his wide shoulders, a testimony of his Progenitor's touch spreading throughout the millennia. "I think we need to talk, you and I," Marmaroth said as he stood in one corner of the cell, the room big enough to hold an Astartes so he didn't have much problem fitting in. "How long have you been an Acolyte?"
OOC: Next time tag, so I don't miss it! Or at least write '<Amraphel at Steinars place>' or something Since I am fellow player I only read what is regards my chars and don't wanna learn other stuff to avoid meta-gaming. <Steinar Greywold> "Come in, if you desire to talk. If it is combat you seek, I am sure Kajar is the better choice." The Space Wolf replied calm through the door, almost like a faint whisper since he was not roaring. Would Amraphel desire to step in, he would see the Space Wolf sitting in his Power Armor on top of his bed, his eyes staring intently on the door. The room was clean, too clean. Given it was half empty and consisted only of bed, locker, desk and chair. Spartanic was even an understatement of how empty this room was. <Sirius Jules - Medbay> "You are done if you believe to be. Your Body is fine. But your mind should be treated. The revelation of being branded an eternal Renegade is no easy burden. The crew acts like they have no problem with it because they are led by Stev... Marmaroth. Yet this is exactly what brought the Horus Heresy upon us, is it not? Others having blindly followed Horus, since he claimed to have been right. More right than his own father. The entire crew of the Angelfall is in the same situation. Just to give you some fodder for your mind. Would you have easily followed me into the death, would I be in Marmaroths place? Or Amraphel, perhaps even the young and troubled Wolf? I can answer that for you already. No of course not. Because Marmaroth has that spirit of leadership." Sirius laughed to himself and shook his head. "If you think about it and the rumors about him and the visions and such to the Primarchs, one could think he turned mad and is one who follows Horus into his footsteps. But luckily..." Sirius glared with blazing eyes into the eyes of Icelos. "The Codex Astartes dictates me what is right. Just to be clear here. I do not follow Marmaroth. I follow my duty. And my duty is to fulfill my death oath, my best chance to do so is here. Should Marmaroth be revealed to be a mad man, I will put him down. But what you and the others think... Now that is what I am worried about. He may seem like a liberator to you, but so did my old friend Constantinus and another Son of Guilliman who was under his command, Udius Kain. I had taken the Progenoid Glands of both and also destroyed them the moment they were declared Excommunicate Traitoris." He looked at the ceiling as if talking to someone else. "So one should always remember what the codex dictates. To respect brothers, to respect the chain of command, to respect everyone around one. But always. And no matter what. Duty comes first. The success of a mission right after it, but the duty has always the highest priority, so did Guilliman write, so it shall be." Sirius eyes came back to Icelos. "Never forget that no matter what others declare you to be. In the end, it is the Emperor who judges. So follow your duty and the Codex Astartes, and you have not to fear judgment day." <Sirius Jules - Bridge> He escorted her anyway. Once they left the bridge, he started to talk. "I actually wanted to admit that you did pretty good out there. The Angelfall is in a superb condition, given through what we went. I am sure my old Captain himself would be amazed, even if he would never admit so to a Minotaur breed."
The time had come, to meet the man he had betrayed on the words of an inquisitor he had never met. All in the name of duty. Family, duty, honour, there was a reason those three words were in that order. Duty must come before honour, which is why he now sat in a cell accused as traitor, his life in the hands of the man he was ordered to kill. "9 years, give or take a few for warp travel."
<Jannika @Uriel1339 > "What is this, you trying to bond with me, is that it?" Jannika chuckled as he hopped over some bucket. "You flatterer! As for the ship, Hera helps me pull it out, we are really a match, me and her. But just keep in mind, all these repairs we did, it's all temporary. I told the same to the Chaplain - if we don't find a friendly base soon and get repaired and restocked, our next void battle might just be our last." <Prison @Loldoom > "I always knew there's more about you than meets the eye. I also doubted your usefulness in our struggle, but my friend, the late Inquisitor Van Morten vouched for you. Perhaps he knew something I didn't? Sadly, he is dead now and dead mouths do not speak," the Chaplain sighed as his golden eyes watched the Knight. "Why do you think you are in here, Sigismund, and not somewhere else?" his tone grew more serious now, almost accusing.
"I seem to live in strange times, a blood claw not wanting to fight, thats something rarely encountered.", Amraphel said, struggling to hide his amusement, this matter was too serious for the usual bickering. "I have noted your absence in the last few days, which is especially special, since you are normally of a rather rash breed. Well, you are probably struggling to reach a decision. I could give you the entire 'we must plunge into the darkness to save the light speech' , but that would be rather tiresome wouldn't it , so if you want moral direction I advise you to talk to a chaplain and if you wanted to leave you have missed the opportunity, unless you seek unglorious death outside the gellar fields. But I think your concerns are about a wariors pride, glory and honour. From what I've heard you seek to step into your cousins footsteps, who from what I know, must have been an efficient warrior. You may think that helping Marmaroth might bring shame over your clan or that you will not be able to attain glory. But let me ask you this, wasn't there a time when the inquisition and your own chapter were close to open warfare and many in the Inquisition thought of declaring your Great Wolf a Traitor, some even openly voiced that claim. And despite all of that, isn't he one of the most renowned heroes in the imperium, surely you look up to him with awe. The moral of the story is that a true space marine does what is right regardless what some fools in the Oh so holy inquisition think. If the emperor would see what the inquisition is doing, he would be filled with such terrible rage that even the greatest beasts of fenris would cower deep in their caves. So stand strong Steinar Greywold, and maybe you should get armed up, in case another confused knight of righterousness wants to 'save' us from our apparent damnation."
"Because I did what was asked of me by my superior, he told me to kill you or sabotage the ship so that is what I did."
"You misunderstood my question Sigismund. Not in this place, but in this situation. Do you think it is your better judgement that led you here, or your blind following of orders given to you. It is also interesting that you use a term superior. I thought I was your superior, or at least someone you could put a face to, not some random faceless Inquisitor. Or was all that from before, you fighting besides me, slaying the enemies of Man, a lie?"
