Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-30488984-20190929062048

Cyradon listened to the troubled psyker and understood his inner turmoil. For even he too understood the loneliness of being a pysker.

+There is no need to apologize Dion Karse. I understand your troubles. You and I share a gift that few posses and fewer still understand. We Astartes walk a lonely path, but we that are granted gifts of the 6th sense walk an even lonlier one. I cannot promise to ensure the Tech-Priest is kept away, but I will intercede on your behalf should he go too far in his meddling.+

The Astartes rests his giant armoured hand upon Dion's shoulder as an adult would a child.

+You have great potential. Do not let the fear and envy of others blind you of that.+

Cyradon turns to Tarkhan,

"I do not believe we will be using the transport for more than simply taking us to our target. A Multi-Laser would be useful but we should not tarry. The longer we wait, the more time the Tau have to detect the Scions' presence. We should get moving."

Turning his gaze towards the mortals around him and then the Aeldari,

"We move now. Everyone grab your gear and get into the Chimera." gesturing towards the guardsman that brought the Chimera, "We can take it from here. Report back to your commanding officer notify the Governess that her strike team is on the move."

Climbing on the Chimera, Cyradon awaits for the rest of the team to move.