A Restart, AKA: A New RP with our Old Characters (Post-Cadia, no Consortium)

*Barleon draws his pistol and shoots Artorias in the leg.*

the shell scratches off a little paint, revealing the material underneath to be shining gold but other than that it does nothing

Barleon: Impressive.

"Every emperor's champion since ages long past has worn this armour and weilded this blade"

Barleon: I see. You must have done something impressive to earn it then.

"Only what the other champions also did"

Barleon: And that is?

"on the eve of battle, if there is not already an emperor's champion, my brothers kneel together, our chaplains praying with us to the emperor. Sometimes, albeit rarely, one of us has a vision. In his mind's eye, angelic hosts wielding blades of flame bestride the stars, driving back the writhing shadows with their righteous fury. Glorious battles of both past and future whirl through the Battle-Brother’s mind, accompanied by the certainty that he has been chosen by the Emperor as his mortal vessel upon the field of battle. As this fugue state passes, the Space Marine knows that he must heed this summons and stand forevermore apart, bereft of his brothers in the searing light of the Emperor's gaze."

Barleon: I see...does that not violate the Templar sanction on psychic interaction? From what I know, most visions are psychic in nature.

"if it did I wouldn't be standing before you right now"

Barleon: Just curious. It seemed at odds with your chapter's views is all.

"the first of my kind fought beside the emperor himself, blademaster."

Barleon: Then I'll say nothing more on the matter. Forgive my ignorance.

"there is nothing that needs forgiving. I doubt my chapter and yours have had much interaction, and these practices are unique to my brothers and I"

Barleon: I suppose you're right. It seems my Chapter Master has ensured how chapters rarely interact. Why, I don't know.

he shrugs

Barleon: Regardless, if we're going to be facing Orks and Bugs, it'll be good to have another Astartes who's above average with a blade around.

he chuckles
"Aye that it will. Honestly i know less about your chapter than I'd like"

meanwhile
Nimue, now kinda bored, tries moving as best she can, meaning just the sponsons move

Barleon: And frankly, I think the Chapter Master would rather keep it that way. There are...many things that don't add up.
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Umbra: Although I appreciate you testing the systems and parts, try not to draw attention to yourself, especially with that damn Templar aboard.

he cocks his head
"Your chapters history is really that bad?"

the stormraven makes a noise that definitely sounds like a sigh

Barleon: If you can call it a history, given how new my chapter is.
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Umbra: I'm sorry, but right now, drawing attention from that Templar would be a very bad thing. Namely because I'm worried the bastard will squeal to the Inquisition.

"I'm sure a quick history lesson isn't forbidden. or if it is i'm surprised you don't have an inquisitor breathing down your necks"

"I fell...resterined. My limbs bound unable to move."

Barleon: Funny you should mention that....It was an Inquisitor that cleared our chapter for creation in the first place.
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Umbra: I understand, it's frustrating, but until the situation changes you'll have to make the most of it.

".....huh"

"When can I fly?"

Barleon: Yeah. All I know is that Arken was trapped in the Eye for seven years, came back a powerful psyker leading a force of people he had liberated from the Eye, and kicked Chaos arse until the Inquisition cleared him, at which point our chapter was founded.
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Umbra: When the Chapter Master gives us the order to deploy.

"ah"

"how long?"

Barleon: Indeed. Aside from that....our history isn't very long. What I can tell you, is that before Cadia, we numbered almost four thousand. How we managed that...I don't know.
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Umbra: I don't know.

he laughs
"Almost as much as my chapter."

she sighs again

Barleon: Yes, but how we reached that many is...a mystery.
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Umbra: Relax. I'm sure we'll be deploying soon.

"odd...."

"I hope so"

Barleon: Frankly, I don't know where or how he got the required geneseed.
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Umbra: As do I.

"You don't know who your primarch is?"

"You...care about how I feel?"

Barleon: We're not exactly a first founding chapter or successor chapter.
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Umbra: I....I suppose I feel empathy for you, given my vocation with in the chapter.

"even so..."

"I....do not know how to feel about this....thankyou"

Barleon: Let me try and explain this better....Our chapter is very, very, very young and we don't know who our primarch is because we don't even have a fixed set of geneseed characteristics.
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Umbra: Um...don't mention it.

"ah"

"....If I could I would smile.."

Barleon: Aye. And there are so many missing pieces of the puzzle...There are secrets being kept from the rest of the chapter. Secrets I'm sure only Arken knows. Gerad may know some as well, given Arken pulled him out of the Eye with the original Blackguard, but he may only know as much as the rest of us.
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Umbra: Um...that good.

".....and you're not in the least bit suspicious"

"thankyou"

Barleon: Hardly. I want answers. The others think I'm a jovial oaf, like I'm a Space Wolf or something. No. I know something is very wrong with my chapter, and I damn well want to know what.
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Umbra: Look, when we're on the forgeworld...I'll see about...commandeering a new Knight for you.

OOC would it be bad if he told Barleon what he found out from arken?
IC Nimue:...that won't be possible....the knight house manufactured the knights in its own forges. The mechanicum know not how to construct them

OOC: VERY!!

IC:

Umbra: Damn it...Well...I'll think of something.

he sighs *in his head* I'm going to knock a hole through arken's skull....

"Thankyou"

OOC: Also a very bad idea.

IC:

Barleon: Look, if I find something...I may need your help.
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Umbra: Don't thank me yet.

"As you wish"

"The intention is more than any other has given me"

Barleon: Thank you. Now...if you'll excuse me. *Leaves*
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Umbra: Still, don't thank me till I make good on my promise.

OOc....now wot

"alright"

OOC: Not sure...hm...Head planetside?

OOC....well if there's nothing else to do

OOC: Yep.

IC: *Arken gives the order for the Blackguard to deploy planetside and begin securing strong points and safe zones.*

Artorias heads for the hangar