Chiron: Heart of the Imperium of Man. (CVnU space location)

Origins of the Imperium

Long ago, an ancient and highly developed race favoured by the Primordials. called the Masari developed in a distant galaxy. Lovers of beauty and spirituality, they were highly in tune with the nature of life, but despite these beliefs their technology, magic, and psychic prowess was developed to a great degree. They decided to share their gifts with the universe at large, and went from world to world, uplifting many species, often altering their forms to resemble their own. The Novians for example; were originally a race of what humans would call avians before the Masari altered them to resemble their mammalian forms.

They visited the Earth some two hundred and fifty thousand years ago, and they took a small number of the hairy, ugly bipedal apes that were humanity's ancestors and altered them to make them beautiful like they were. They gave this select group some of their technology in exchange for following their beliefs. But a hundred thousand years ago, after ten thousand years of war with something known as the thought sin, the Masari simply vanished. But their other uplifted races continued to develop in the wake of the end of the Masari Ecumene. Having survived the defection of Xaraghoul the Ravager to the forces of Chaos and having already been established for a hundred and fifty thousand years; the Imperium of Man claimed itself to be the truest heirs of the Masari.

The Imperium is founded on the principle that Mankind in all of it's forms is destined to go forth in a grand crusade and unite all the multiverse into one, benevolent empire where there will be no further need for strife. While the alien does not have mankind's destiny, the Alien and the mutant is welcome to join humanity in it's glorious quest to bring peace through power to the whole of the universe and beyond.

Though they left the Earth in a long distant past, the Imperium is ever watchful of it's home, and has observed the entirety of the history of Homo Sapiens Sapiens, Homo Sapiens Deus, and Homo Sapiens Superior. Many an alien or supernatural assault that would have destroyed the Earth were crushed in wondrous battles by the Imperium well out of sight so that mankind could develop without the oppression of foreign dominion. Though the Imperium has resolved to allow the Earth to handle it's own affairs if they are within it's ability to handle, it has intervened once before the Marathon conflict; descending down to rescue a child named Johnathan Edenson from the clutches of the Black Hand so that he could fulfill his destiny to become a great hero.

Holy Chiron

Chiron is the beating heart of the Imperium of Man and has remained so for two hundred and fifty thousand years. Situated tens of thousands of light years away from Earth, Chiron is guarded by an awe inspiring fleet drawn from the Imperium's domains, which pockmark the stars for billions of times the breadth of the observable universe. This fleet has repelled many enemies in it's past and lies in wait for the final reckoning with the Hierarchy, the Imperium's mortal foe with whom it has waged total war with for a hundred thousand years all across the universe, a war that seems to finally be turning in the Imperium's favor.

Here the throne of the Lord High Protector, Divine Imperator, Basileus, and Kaetzar of the Imperium lies, where the crippled body of Gabriel Thule sits; interred in a mechanized life support suit so that he may live on despite the unhealable mortal wounds dealt to him by his traitorous son.

Here the Imperial Parliament convenes to discuss the running of the Imperium with the aid of the council of High Lords appointed by Gabriel Thule himself. Here the highest courts in the Imperium decide on the most pressing of judicial matters facing the vast and expanding empire. Here lie the most prestigious of academies and the headquarters of the most highly ranked of warmasters and marshalls. Here lie the palaces of High King Varitus and High Queen Maria; who reign as monarchs in Thule's place.

It is a world roughly six times Earth's diameter, though gravity normalizers ensure standard gravity for all of it's inhabitants; whose three suns, one a blue giant, one a yellow main sequence star, and one a red dwarf, beat down on them daily, illuminating the world as they weave a complex orbit around their parent suns.

Unlike many other capitals of great empires, Chiron has struck peace between nature and technology; and vast natural preserves stretch across gulfs of land that could swallow whole Earth countries to never be seen again. It is a land of fierce beauty with strange and deadly creatures that live in the shadow of the edifices of what many call "the beating heart of the free Universe."

Locations

The Platinum Palace

The Platinum Palace as it is known for it's luster, is the spiritual heart of the Imperium of Man. At it's very heart is the throneroom of the Lord High Protector, where the crippled but still unimaginably powerful divinely blessed ruler of the Imperium lies interred in his mechanized sarcophagus where he has remained for the past hundred and fifty thousand years. It is where the royal family; consisting of the long stretching bloodline of Gabriel; make their homes and where they do the duties of their office. Perhaps the single most commonly guarded point in the Imperium, even Xaraghoul at the height of his treachery has never breached it's gates, and the Hierarchy has only ever seen it's spires from a distance before being brutally repelled.

The Cathedral of the Primal ones is the main heart of worship for the Primordial centric religion of the Imperium of Man. Countless individuals make their pilgrimage from all across the Imperium to pray to the great Primordials who embody the most fundamental aspects of the cosmos such as Life, Doom, Time, Space, Breath, Blood, Heart, Mind, Light, Void, Rage, Hope and more. Only slightly less well defended than the Palace itself, the Cathedral of the Primal Ones, like the Platinum Palace, is a complex better compared in size to countries than to Earthly buildings. Here, the power of faith is all but palpable as prayers are made to the highest order of beings.

The most important of the Legions of the Astartes are required to have a Fortress Monastery on Chiron itself, where Imperial authority can be assured that they can keep an eye on the core of their superhuman legions. Populated by the men and women of the Ordo Astartes, these Fortress Monasteries are virtually impregnable bastions of Mankind's finest unit of warriors. Here, one can not only find the high ranking commanders in these armies of super soldiers, but often the Alpharii who command them as a whole. The newest such Legion are the Iron Drakes, created for the Primalborn Johnathan Edenson, though two others of great import are the Angels of Fury and the Brazen Bulls, commanded by High Queen Maria and High King Varitus respectively.

It is also these monasteries where the legions of the Imperial Army are commanded from in case of ground assault on Chiron itself, a rare but ever present threat should an enemy somehow bypass the numerous defenses around Chiron.

Jungles of Masarak: The collective name for the many rainforest and jungle preserves spread across the hot world, the Jungles of the world are thick, rich with life, and act as a defence in of themselves as the ferocious beasts, plantlife, fungi, and micro-organisms within; guided by the will of the Basileus, will always side with the Imperium over any invasive aggressor. Kept around as recreational facilities, these vast preserves of nature are also surprisingly private places despite the world's massive population.

The Younger Mountains: Though many mountains are no longer recognizable due to the Urban sprawl or demolition for construction, the Younger Mountains, named for their geological age, have been allowed to remain due to their impressive and charismatic stature; though the Imperium routinely builds larger and taller buildings than even the greatest of these mountains. Often inhabited and often left wild, the Younger Mountains are a hub of civilian life and activity.

Other districts: Residential areas, industrial centers, research facilities, lesser places of worship and administration, smaller military bases; oceanic and plains preserves, all of these exist throughout Chiron and listing them would stretch this sampling far beyond it's original intent and purposes. Needless to say, the heart of the Imperium of Man is a busy place and filled with people; well over ten trillion of them in fact, before counting those who live in orbital platforms, in dimensional pockets, or elsewhere in the solar system. Countless embassies for various powers also exist here; including, rather strangely, one from Canada as Aleksei Andreinov tries to woo the Imperium into supporting his cause.

The Solar system

Centered around three stars, the Chiron system has hundreds of planet sized bodies, most of them artificially created by the Imperium. Each of these are equal parts residential, economic, scientific, and military areas that help power the core of the Imperium with colossal industry, manpower, research ability, and defensive capacity. All across the solar system are defense stations meant to both warn of enemy attack and to fight against these enemy assaults; while the fleet is capable of quickly mobilizing to meet any threat with generally overwhelming military ability.

Shipyards at the very heart of the Imperium churn out new vessels and academies train up new crews at a staggering rate; constantly contributing to the Imperial War Machine as it marches towards the inevitable victory of it's glorious crusade for justice and goodness in the universe. Gas giants, rocky worlds, habitable worlds, asteroids, comets, artificial worlds, even the stars themselves are all made use of to the Imperium's benefit. Though perhaps not as ostentatious as the now thoughtsin infested artificial galaxy of klo'vis, the Chiron system is sure to impress any visitors who arrive within it.

But woe betide any who arrive with hostile intention.

Important groups:

The Imperial Army is made up of those ordinary humans, metas, and drones from the Imperium proper (not including it's protectorates such as the Eldar or Tau). It's numbers are beyond count, it's victories are legend, it's defeats are mourned, but it's power is without question. It is the Imperial Army that has helped carry much of the burden in breaking the Hierarchy, in ensuring the forces of Chaos, the Tyranids, the Electrical Protectorate, the Black Hand, the Blazing Legions, and other foul foes remain in place. On Chiron, it's forces are recruited from the cream of the crop to function as guards of this sacred and important center of the Imperium's functions. With doom rayrifles (commonly called lasguns) in hand, flak armor on the body, the support of innumerable mechanized elements and courage in their bellies, the Imperial Army is going to be the bulk of the opposition to anyone who battles the Imperium.

The Arbites is the Imperium's police corps, firm but fair and devout in their faith to the Primordials and relentless in their crusade against internal evils, the Arbites is substantially more militarized than most police forces, but at the same time, is known for it's incredibly swift and effective responses to crime.

The inquisition: A more Elite sort of secret service and special forces blend, the Inquisition fights against both foes within and without, recruiting from the best that the vast manpower pools of the Imperium have to offer. A shield and a sword that fights day and night for the safety and security of the Imperium, the Inquisition is instrumental in the Imperium's secret war against those foes who hide in the shadows, including the immortal arch-foe in the Black Hand, who's subversive nature means the Inquisition must always be ready to defend the Imperium from secret foes.

The Imperial Navy is perhaps the most crucial arm in the Imperial military as victory in space determines the fate of the war on the ground. The fleet around Chiron is a truly massive body consistent of a truly absurd number of ships that has stood the test of time against virtually any challenger. Bolstered by defense stations around the system and reinforcement fleets waiting just within range of instantaneous FTL jump, the space based defense of Chiron has seen off just about all comers in the end.

Protectorates and allies: The Imperium does not stand alone in it's war for justice in the cosmos. It's protectorates such as the Eldar League, the Tau Empire, and it's allies such as the Droid Republic, the Novus Free Army, and the Space Comintern stand with it in it's war against evil. Stalwart friends and allies, these companions have permanent presences on the world of Chiron so that they can stand ready against any foe who dares to raise a hand against the Coalition for a free Universe.

Ordo Astartes: The supersoldiers of the Ordo Astartes are an elite. Mass produced super soldiers who can crush tanks, overpower even Hierarchy Mutons, outrun modern jets, immune to all disease and poison, wield superior weapons, are clad in the finest power armor, and given the finest training. Given their own chain of command, motor pools, metas (even among Homo Sapiens Astartes there are those who are above and beyond the norm), and even their own navy. It is they who all enemies of the Imperium have come to fear. From the lovecraftian hordes of the far realm to the daemonic legions of chaos to the warriors of the black hand to the metallic swarms of the protectorate to the endless armies of the Hierarchy; the Astartes vanquishes all.

Litany of Absolution made in dedication to the Basileus before every battle.

Rules

- All the standard RPG and CVnU rules apply, of course.

- Your entry post must explain how you arrived in the system.

- If you want to make Imperial characters/NPCs (detailed below), go crazy.

- Feel free to use any basic Imperium forces (details pending), as part of your role play here; feel free, Capital ships and commanders are verboten without permission from me of course.

Solos them and takes their stuff.

I love the 40k sprinkled throughout.

@lord_johnathan: Nice stuff and this is going into the wiki.

Darn the Litany of Absolution didn't show.

Have it right here:

@callous_adherent: I hadn't seen that teaser yet. Its awesome. I can't wait.

Given that it's fan-made and made completely on spare time; the makers of Ultramarines may as well just commit seppeku out of shame.

@lord_johnathan: What is the top image from because I swear I have seen that image before?

It's Halo fan-art that I use for all of my Masari stuff, it encapsulates their strange aesthetic perfectly.

@callous_adherent: That is really impressive and it really does as you said fits the aesthetic perfectly in what you picture of the Masari.

That it does. I got it all from a specific author on Deviantart.

@lord_johnathan: Who , if I can ask ?I would like to check them out.

http://stellarstatelogic.deviantart.com/

@lord_johnathan: Thanks and don't worry , I'm going to use for any Rping.

Oh feel free to use her stuff for looks.

@callous_adherent: You sure , because I thought this type of stuff was your thing to be honest.

She does more than Halo stuff if you really need it.

@lord_johnathan: I might use something from her amazing collection of fan art.

Stellar State Logic is a fantastic artist who has a handle on many very different styles. I'm sure she could go professional if she wanted to.

@callous_adherent: Yeah no kidding , she has her own style which for me is important.I would like to she her make a graphic novel or a web comic.

@shadowswordmaster: I'm sure she could get a place in the comics industry if she wanted! Let's see what the future holds.

@nordok (Hey neighbor)

I wonder what Ultherian would think about this...

You could try finding out.

@lord_johnathan:

After work.

@lord_johnathan:

Ready when you are.

You want to start or should I?

@bombardier_beetle:

I'll start if it's okay that Ultherian can do portals.

@bombardier_beetle: I like that AV.

Righty-o!

It's from The Batman cartoon from the mid 2000s.

@lord_johnathan:

Cornered like animals.

A genocidal purge, aimed at everything that used to be Dranosh.

"I keep watching the video recordings, perhaps in a vain attempt to see a flaw in our defensive strategies. As if that would help now. Fifteen years after the fact, and the intent of the Symaarian Guard simply did not vanish at simple invasion and occupation. Where one fell, a dozen more cropped up, all swarming to stamp out Dranoshan culture as a whole,"

The paladin Ultherian, lost in the despair of time, smoothed down his hair as the starship finally exited its Warp drive. Many sleepless nights were spent trying to cope with the voices, and he had to for the sake of traveling quickly. The daemons were restless and waited around every corner. As an artificial intelligence, W.A.R.S.M.A.N. did a spectacular job keeping them away physically. Yet, sometimes even that could not be enough.

"It's almost surreal now. Not even the paladins kept the Symaarian elite down for long. What I've come to discover is that the Symaarians simply do not discard their dead as previously thought, but actively seek these corpses out. Long-lost heroes on the battlefield are turned into psychotically-powerful killing machines programmed with any number of antithesis against their current opponents. This is partly the reason why I sought out Kaligar Roxom's body on Earth,"

Already drifting close to Chiron, Ultherian slowed his descent to make parlay with the inevitable defensive crafts looking to inspect his ship.

"And it is also why I am here, with that body."

@warsman: ((Nice entrance but sadly you caught me when I was asleep. I'll have a post up in an hour or two when I get to work.))

@bombardier_beetle:

Ew, work.

@warsman said:

@lord_johnathan:

Cornered like animals.

A genocidal purge, aimed at everything that used to be Dranosh.

"I keep watching the video recordings, perhaps in a vain attempt to see a flaw in our defensive strategies. As if that would help now. Fifteen years after the fact, and the intent of the Symaarian Guard simply did not vanish at simple invasion and occupation. Where one fell, a dozen more cropped up, all swarming to stamp out Dranoshan culture as a whole,"

The paladin Ultherian, lost in the despair of time, smoothed down his hair as the starship finally exited its Warp drive. Many sleepless nights were spent trying to cope with the voices, and he had to for the sake of traveling quickly. The daemons were restless and waited around every corner. As an artificial intelligence, W.A.R.S.M.A.N. did a spectacular job keeping them away physically. Yet, sometimes even that could not be enough.

"It's almost surreal now. Not even the paladins kept the Symaarian elite down for long. What I've come to discover is that the Symaarians simply do not discard their dead as previously thought, but actively seek these corpses out. Long-lost heroes on the battlefield are turned into psychotically-powerful killing machines programmed with any number of antithesis against their current opponents. This is partly the reason why I sought out Kaligar Roxom's body on Earth,"

Already drifting close to Chiron, Ultherian slowed his descent to make parlay with the inevitable defensive crafts looking to inspect his ship.

"And it is also why I am here, with that body."

The Imperial defense fleet was on high alert, preparing for the inevitable final reckoning with the Hierarchy as Grand Overseer Mu prepared for his last roll of the dice. It seemed that Coalition victory was inevitable; especially now that other nations were falling on the Hierarchy like a pack of wolves once they smelled it's weakness as it stripped it's territory for more soldiers, ships, and weapons to throw into the assault. Victory was inevitable, an end to the hundred thousand years of war was finally in sight, so long as the Hierarchy was prevented from accessing the Nexus and turning all the blood shed for freedom to naught. These were the thoughts that consumed High Queen Anna del Maria Thule's mind as she watched war reports flash by her eyes on a screen. A heavy sigh came from her as she dismissed the projections. She tired of witnessing war and death.

Clasping her hands together, she retreated to her own thoughts for a brief moment before she was interrupted by a new report.

A Dranoshan ship had dropped out of the warp close to the holy world of Chiron; setting off alarms but luckily not setting off weapons fire when they detected no sign of the presence of any of the Imperium's many enemies nor any overt hostile intent. The Imperium of Man; focused as it was on matters far from it's core sectors so much of the time, had difficulty even noticing the comparatively tiny nations that often shared space with it.

If things were going so badly that they were seeking help then it seems that her hand was forced. A shame, she had really hoped to spend time with her adopted son today.

She could have delegated this task to a dignitary, or asked her husband to deal with the talks, or perhaps even asked the Basileus himself. But she decided that she was Queen, this was her responsibility. Opening the Hailing frequencies, Maria spoke her words to begin the contact of two peoples.

"+You have the attention of the High Queen of the Imperium of Man, speaking for our Kaetzar, forever blessed he may be, speak your purpose and your name. +" She said, keeping her tone professional, her features soft despite being well known as a warrior queen, her armour resplendent and wings clasped behind her like a cloak.

There were places in the vastness of space that Pyrrhus has never been in .Well that is about to change as the VoidHawk was about to enter Chiron which was consider to be in the "beating heart of the free universe ."It was a grand title but if what he heard was true then even Pyrrhus has to agree to it.He had come to check it out but now he was

Deactivating the jump drive that he used to get to this system but when he did , he was surprised to put it in simply words.There ships that could in fact dwarf some of the largest Atherium battleships and a couple of space stations ."This is Pyrrhus Hawkins of the BlueHawk requesting to be directed to the nearest space station to resupply ,over." He had to present himself to be not hostile .Now he waited for a response for him to be directed .

@shadowswordmaster:

"+Welcome to the Thule system, please enjoy your stay. We apologize for giving the appearance of an armed camp, but the system is currently under high alert. A brief scan will be made to determine if you are safe to allow within our system and confirmed by augurs that you are lacking in hostile intent, please hold, this will take but a few moments.+" The communications replied, and to his likely surprise, they were being truthful when they said "a few seconds". After roughly five seconds, he was given a green-light signal to enter the solar system and dock at one of the space stations hovering around an artificial planet, a "forgeworld" dominated by three dimensional printing and energy to matter factories.

The station was kept immaculately cleam by femto-technology that constantly purged contaminents while robed engineers and technicians oversaw the maintenance machines. Having already been cleared by customs, he was allowed inside without further comment to something quite like an airport on a far, far larger scale until he was ready to leave or advance deeper into the system. A patrol of Army soldiers gave him a brief nod from their sergeant as they marched on by, and the sensation that this station was expecting a war to come to them sooner or later was palpable.

@high_queen_maria:

This place was impressive Hawkins thought when he enter the hangar of the space stations.He was cleared for customs and made sure that he wasn't going to be a trouble here .The station itself was defiantly getting ready for war but with whom he wonder when he gave a return nod to some soldiers that were passing .This was spot clean of anything seen by the naked eye or even things that he couldn't see with the naked eye. Deactivating the Alpha-12 by pressing a small button behind his ear and decided to check his ship, the BlueHawk.After a couple of go arounds he came to the conclusion that the ship was intact but he might need a map of this system or guide to help him safely to get places that he wasn't allow to be.

Taking a quick scan of the place he was in to see if there was a booth or a station that he could ask for directions.It's not like he was going to yell out loud to get some directions , no he would get kick out.After looking for something like a info desk and may have found something like to the right of him near an entrance of the hangar area.He first check that he had his idea with him and some papers that would tell people that he was him and a he was ambassdor from the United Atherium Systems.He walked right up to the booth and tap on the metal plate that was right next to the glass."Hello , I would need some help here , since I'm not from around here , and what I mean is that I'm not from this system but another one , so can you give me a guide or a map would help me not get in anybodies way ."

@shadowswordmaster: Propaganda holograms demonizing an Alien Empire known as the Hierarchy were prominently seen all over the station. Given the Hierarchy's reputation for enacting holocausts that leave massive chunks of the universe entirely barren and a list of completely genocided species long enough to fill multiple textbooks, making a Hierarchy muton look like the devil incarnate waiting to tear apart hapless children or other caricatures that would be rather offensively speciesist weren't too uncalled for. Warnings of the dangers of the powers of Chaos, that the Black hand could be anywhere, and of various other enemies to the end of the Imperium were also scattered across the gothicly styled station, while those Lionizing the Imperium and it's allies and heroes were also especially common.

As many an individual crossed through the pathways of the station, he could briefly see two kids on their own, one with messy black hair and a blue blazer and the other, a girl with short but well kept blonde hair and strange orchid eyes, in an orange outfit walking past him in the crowd. The girl gave him a nod, as if she just *knew* who he was before they disappeared into the crowd while the service droid took a moment to analyze his papers. "Everything appears to be in order...these will show you to the hall of dignitaries in the platinum palace. Glory be to the Imperium and the Primordials." The rather intimidating service drone said; with perhaps a tad too many skull motifs placed on it's almost knightlike construction.

The files were then given a datastamp so that he would be allowed to enter the platinum palace's hall of dignitaries without being bothered by the guards and he was soon sent on his way.

@high_queen_maria:

Okay now everything seemed to be going very well now , nothing seemed to be going wrong so far.But those two kids that he brief moment saw seemed out of place and in way knew who he was but how were they? This place gave him a uneasy feeling with the propaganda of some alien empire called the Hierarchy and other groups that were shown .There were some gruesome images of the alien foe, they looked menacing , they looked evil.In his mind as he start to make his way to the Hall of Dignitaries , were there aliens that bad or was this the propaganda machine doing it's job."This place seemed nice if it was for the weird gothic look that I see here." He made the comment in a quite manner while he walked the now busy area while he made his way to the hall which was in a place called Platinum Palace.This whole thing seemed that it was going well enough.

Sometime Later at the Hall of Dignitaries

When he first picture the Platinum Palace he thought it was just a gilded palace but he was close but at the same time he was far from the truth.The Platinum Palace is a huge and from what he saw seemed like it cover that mountain side if it could.He stood in front of the doors that lead to the Hall of Dignitaries , which seemed like a weird way to make a diplomatic section but he was not going to talk about that . Using his strength to open the beautiful made doors and walked right in, okay now what as he continued to walked in the halls .Taking a deep breath and fixing his collar on his red duster as he pulled out the papers and stood there.Taking a quick glance at the other officials that seemed to be here and knew that he might be lost but he think he has an idea where to go now , maybe he had to sit down somewhere and wait for someone to tell him that there was a meeting .Pyrrhus was a man that needed an idea of what he had to do but now he had very little of that.So he went to a guard and told him he was an ambassador from the United Atherium Systems and need to be diplomatic and ask if he could help find the place to achieve this.

@shadowswordmaster: The Platinum Palace, true to form, was a majestic; unique site in the universe, long expanded from it's humble origins when Basileus Thule took the throne a quarter of a million years ago. So charged with the residual energy of the crippled Emperor was the place that it had a literal faint glow, with the odd twinkle appearing here and there as the Palace hummed with the power of the Emperor in his mechanized sarcophagus. An pseudo-gregorian choir could be heard in the distance, and a herald announced the arrival of the High King or Aipen-Anax; Varitus Moloc Thule Himself, clad in his resplendent brassy armor and waving off the two children you saw earlier.

It soon dawned on any observer that Moloc was a very large man, even taking his armorsuit into account. With his famed Obsidian Spear and shield away for the moment, though undoutbly able to be summoned at a moment's notice, Moloc sized up the ambassador before him before speaking in a voice that while polite, almost seemed to make one tremble with the power behind it. "I am Varitus Moloc of the house of Thule, I speak to you now as I felt that you deserved better than mere ambassadors. Come, speak to me of what you wish, my ears are open to you." He said as he gave the smaller man a helmet clad nod.

@high_queen_maria:

Pyrrhus was one that people could consider a impatient man but he was nervous .When heard the majestic chants that seemed to come out of nowhere , this is when he saw Moloc of the House of Thule .The man is imitating but he had mission to do here and by god he was going to finish it.Varitus Moloc was twice his size and wore shining bronze armor, armor that would fit for a man his size.He could feel the ground shake when Moloc was moving towards and were those kids at the space station .Pyrrhus wanted to scratch his head but it would show him in different light.The voice that came out of Moloc was booming and made sure that people in the room.

Pyrrhus took a now to honor the man in front of him ."Thank Vartius Moloc of the House Thule."Pyrrhus said in his most calm and gracious manner.Pyrrhus stood up straight and clear his throat."My name is Pyrrhus Hawkins an ambassador to the United Atherium System a space faring nation of hundred world ,have come here under orders of Atherium Senate to begin talks and hope to establish a good friendship ."That whole speech sounded clear and loud so that people could .To him it sounded weird but it was the best he could think of when he was traveling here.

@shadowswordmaster: "It is often hard for us to notice smaller nations as we stride about the cosmos like a Hroldor." He said, unaware that nobody who wasn't familiar with the Imperial Primordialist faith would be aware of the legend of the great hroldors and how they were vanquished by Gabriel and Theodora.

"We can grant your request for closer ties, but come, sit, there is much to discuss." The King said as he sat himself in a throne designed for his armoured bulk at the front of a long dining table and gesting to a seat close to him.

@high_queen_maria:

He had no idea who or what is Hroldor but it must be important for these people.Maybe he saw a image of this person on this way since there are sculptures , paints , and other forms of art to honor certain people. If there was one thing that he would do here when he is not working , he would have to take a peak at this Hroldor and learn more about this Imperium.

He nod his head and started to walk to his sit at the table where the High King kindly told Pyrrhus were he want to sit.It was a honor and also underneath his calm face was one that was worried that he was going to be stab by the black spear.He sat down the chair that was closest to the king."My lord."being polite in the face of a king as he sat on the nice and well made chair."So let's discuss about the future , my lord I have the permission from the senate and to discuss the future , so as I'm your guest and a foreigner here , I would like to say your Imperium is one of beautiful art if I can say, I want to know that my space faring nation are ones open to friends or allies." Pyrrhus said giving a smile on his face to show a sense of positivity to cover up his fear of messing up.

@shadowswordmaster: "Please, refer to me as Varitus, I am not your liege." The Anax said humbly, placing his arms on the rests of his platinum throne. He gave a slight dip in his gaze as if to acknowledge that he was not in a position to command the man before him. Despite being a Monarch, he always considered humility an important virtue to have, even if his father was *the* Gabriel Thule.

"Culture has always been considered an important part of the Imperium, for us to fully inherit the Celestial mandate from the Masari, we must share their love of beauty and goodness. And as a sample of our goodness, I will always be willing to extend to you offers of treaties and pacts of friendship and protection should your people face outside aggression. The forces of a hundred billion, billion galaxies will be there to shield you, to enrich you, and to ensure that you can grow from a seedling into a mighty tree." He said in an almost avuncular manner, his voice becoming increasingly gentle as his short little speech went on.

@high_queen_maria:

The speech that Varitus of the House Thule told Pyrrhus made him ever more interested in this new culture.Vartius seemed like a gentle being but with the armor and his seat in this society, maybe it's a facade but only time can tell at this point.Listening intently to Varitus ever word like he has be doing but also noting stuff like Celestial mandate from the Masari and his promise of protecting the U.A.S. from threats that they might encounter.That is a bit too late since the Xin Piracy , an empire of pirates have been using hit and run tactics on U.A.S. from a couple years now.

"I'm sorry I thought it was proper for a guest to say that , Varitus."He almost hesitated when he was going to say Varitus name trying to get the properness of the title out of his mind for now at least."I thank for the generous offer with both pride and happiness but there is already a threat that the U.A.S. face a empire of pirates , where we are fighting off in space battles in the outer systems of the U.A.S. , so when I get back to my people back at Ultanor , so tell me about the Masari ?" Pyrrhus lean closer on his chair to listen to Varitus.

@nordok Also hai.