Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-30488984-20190918224514

Cyradon lowers his weapon and lets it hang from his side on it's bandolier. The Magos catches the Astartes' attention, though it was not his inital greeting after the death of the Tau, but the splicing of the Tau's battlesuites and his apparent facination with the xenotech. Had he not been wearing his helmet, those close enough would have seen the Astartes squinting in facination. In a curt response on the vox that the Magos spoke to him in, "A pleasure Magos, I am Cyradon, let us speak further once the formalities have ended."

With a click, the vox was cut off and the Astartes looked around to the mortals surrounding him. The cheering felt odd. Cyradon had not been welcomed in such a fashion in quite some time. Then the psyker knelt before him, to which he looked down to and spoke gently to, "Rise, we are all sons and daughter of the Emperor here. No need to show reverence to but a loyal servant." Cyradon then removes his helmet, showing his shaven head, sharp features, and crystal blue eyes that almost seem to glow. He smiles first to Dion and then to those around him. He then turns his attention to the Governess to which he raises a fist to his chest in salute and offers a curt nod.

"Governess, I am glad to see you safe from harm. Losing you would have been a major loss for the war effort." He walks over to the governess, though he is sure to not get too close as to force her to look straight up at him. "My name is Cyradon and I am an Epistolary of the Blood Angels Chapter. I come at the head of a fireteam of my brothers to aid you in this war. Unfortunately, we are all my master can spare, we are spread thin across the Imperium." Cyradon gestures to the three of his brothers behind him. "We are few but we will do as the Emperor wills."

His face becomes deadly serious for a moment. Lowering his voice now so that only those immediately nearby can hear, "As for the assassins breaching your perimeter, it is possible the enemy has infiltrated your ranks. But we may speak of that another time." He resumes his smile and raises his voice so that all in the room can hear, "Your governess is correct, now is the time for action. The enemy is likely already on the move, expecting to capitalize off of your lady's death." Raising his arms, "Let's show these xenos that such trickery cannot defeat loyal sons and daughters of the Emperor!"