#chapter-master-darius

[divinituscaptivus]

14: Have you ever doubted your own beliefs? (Spiritual, philosophical)

"There was a time when I was small that I worshiped the same spirits my village did. The spirits of the waters and winds, of the sun, the moon, and the stars. I was taught that these spirits were fundamentally good, that they would protect. I did not doubt this until I bore witness to their deafening silence when my own father was murdered and my mother fell ill and rotted away. There were no just gods coming to save us. It was not till later in life that I came face to face with true gods, and they were wholly unworthy of our devotion."

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[adeptvsimperialis]

@chapter-master-darius continued from here.

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The bewilderment had reached Titus's eyes now, betraying his emotion even more. Not only was the Chapter Master addressing him, but he was also so... informal? One from the CRUSADE? Did he mean the Great Crusade? Oh... God-Emperor on His Throne...

The lack of formalities had Titus mentally tripping over hurdles, but he did his best to at least accommodate what the Chapter Master asked of him, " Of course, l-- Darius. " He even had to stop himself from saying sir. Though, he canted his head to the side, somewhat-- a meeting with Lord Guilliman? A surprise, to be sure, but perhaps he shouldn't be. Their genefather was Lord-Regent, and he did not have many other Primarchs to assist him, save for the Lord Lion, but... he was... somewhere.

... At the mention of his warp resistance, Titus forced himself to not grimace. " Mm. I am honored you'd wish to meet me then. " In truth, he didn't know what to say with that one-- Lord Calgar himself said his devotion was practically unmatched if he were able to withstand the Warp multiple times in his career to the point of defeating Chaos sorcerers, but...

... The stain of suspicion never fades.

He did his best to not show his discomfort-- as, after all, it was an amazing feat to be able to withstand the Warp, but... to be quite honest, it brought Titus more harm than good. " It is not often, you are correct. I had been told it was due to my unshakeable devotion. "

[dxrktidings]

There’s something…odd, about the Slog this time.

There’s fewer hostiles, but the reports said it would be a high intensity engagement zone.

And on occasion there are distant screams, pure and utter terror. There aren’t any other strike teams around, and it’s quite unlikely there are any civilians still here.

What the hell is going on?

This was... odd, to say the least. It was far too quiet for a place supposedly swarming with hostile guardsmen and Chaos worshipping dregs. The number of voices he could hear were few and far between, but the feeling of dread and death suddenly weighed heavy on him. It felt almost sickening...

"Something isn't right... Something powerful..." he said, looking at his strike team.

"Let's just hope it's on our side," Trance said, frowning at the psyker.

[crimsonqueenmagnus]

“Magnus, please tell me you are here as a friend and not a foe. Cause I’ve been killing Black Legionnaires for a month and I’m NOT in the mood for games.” Darius says, exhaustion seeping into his every word. His armor covered in bullet marks and las-burns. More paint is peeled off than still on.

"I'm not here as an adversary. Black Legion, you say? It sounds like you're in a bind. The Thousand Sons and I will land immediately to assist." She replies confidently, organizing her legion into the drop ships. She supposed it was time to fight once more in her human form.

[skxrbrand]

“WIZARD ROBES ARE JUST DRESSES!”

-Khaz, probably

AND DRESSES ARE GIRLY!

[alphabitchnkari]

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It's the next day. Noon sun flood into the room, but N'kari sill lays asleep in his chicken form. Occasionally she lets out a snoring chirp.

[bitchofsteel]

“Please, let us not come to blows this day.” Darius says softly, looking out onto the stars.

"The Mistress has granted you audience, corpse-worshiper." A great inhuman beast of a Nooseman growled.

He was larger than the Bitch of Steel herself, grey skinned and covered in onyx spines. When he snarled, two rows of pointed fangs stared back at the Revenant.

"Rejoice. Most of us would not be so merciful." @chapter-master-darius

[asklordcaptaincastronova]

“Rogue trader vessel please be advised you are flying into a restricted zone. The planet of Zaer 7 is under quarantine by order of Chapter Master Darius, Revenants of the XIVth.” A bored sounding comms operator states.

Space Marines. Great. Anything space marines found quarentineable was obviously not worth the risk of figuring out what it was.

"Acknowledged, Noble Astartes, " his own comms operator replied. Castronova, flicked a switch on his throne. "Be advised there have been corsair sightings in this area. Cheerio, you lads have fun down there."