"she is quite clearly and you know what its not worth the verbal battle i have work to do"
"Where I am from, the Age of Man is in it's final act. But know that we shall not go quietly out of this universe. If we are to be overwhelmed by the tides of xenos and daemons which pour from all corners of the galaxy, then we will meet them on our feet with weapons drawn! My faith is my shield, my fury is my sword! The Emperor's Light is my torch! I stand firm as one of the Blood Angels, the honoured ninth, the scions of Sanguinius! Know that my devotion is genuine! Know that my soul is pure! Know that I am an Angel of Death! A Space Marine of the Imperium of Man!" Haigos raises his Force Axe into the air, it's blade crackling with the energy of the Immaterium that he channels with his mind.
“Yeah this isn’t something to fight about. Technically I wasn’t the one on someones back.” Jarlen said and decided to shut it after that.
he silently and without notice slips in and sits himself in the corner his face hidden behind the steel grey helmet of his mjolnir mark 2 armor
Jarlen put his hood up and sat back in his chair to get some sleep.
he left to hunt no one tell revenge!
Jarlen watched him leave. Maybe he should tell revenge?
Sammy awoke from his nap and squeaked a bit, he began to look around it was silent and dead and kinda scary
"are thou scared young one?" the firekeeper remained in her seat her voice still quiet
"...n-no...just it's so silent and...bad dreams as well they always end the same"
"i am used to the silence many a days the ashen one would not be in the shrine leaving me to reminiscence in the past but if thou needs someone to listen then i shall listen"
Jarlen opened one eye glancing around and then closing it again.
"...e-erm~ i-I'm not sure...I mean how do I know you're not gonna...try anything funny, miss"
"i have no desire to bring you harm or belittle you" her words were true
"...well I sometimes can see into the future when awake, but whenever I dream it always ends the same like I'm looking into my official death...over and over every time I sleep"
"have you tried to control this power?" the firekeeper had much the same ability for she could see what would happen if the ashen one were to return to her her eyes which remain hidden underneath the thing she wore upon her head
"...I'm afraid it's something that's just been since I pretty much could remember, but I fear it also has to do with...my ghost who seems to want to hurt me"
"i see you are worried of what haunts you? here take this" she takes a small pendant from within her robe a simple locket with a tiny flickering flame hidden behind a glass face "this will protect you from ill intent i wish of you to have it"
"...that's where it gets hard...the ghost is a sort a powerful manifest of my spirit or life energy...but I will accept your gift...m-ma'am"*the pendant was quickly taken but then dropped followed by a hiss then Sammys sequel as a whole was burned through his hand "well..i-it works "
"allow me to see to thous injury" she takes hold of the hand that had a hole burnt through it and with a soft golden glow of power and the warmth attributed to sitting around a warm fire the damage was reversed
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