Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-7974155-20140824083125/@comment-6078851-20140904155636

as Raven spoke to Garion, handed him the flamer, and walked off Garion became quite confused. the doubts he had been feeling towards these humans, and Raven in particular, were now being cast in doubt themselves, as Raven's words were everything Garion wished to hear from her: apology, respect, subservience, and loyalty to duty.

amongst his confusion the image of Asmodai once again tried to focus him, "lies Garion, she lies!!" but Garion did not believe this, "nurture your suspicions and trust not one of these inferiors Garion, for only in such suspicion can you ensure the highest chance for survival. do not be weak Garion, be strong, be what you are - be the epitome of war and death.." Garion felt some heat in these words and even a trace of anger, and while he did not believe he was weak he could not believe that Asmodai's words rang true, and started to question his mental image of Asmodai as not an imagining of Asmodai, but merely his [garion] own suspicious subconcious, after which the image of Asmodai responded "believe what you will, for apparently you are weak, but the truth will be made clear to you..."

as these thoughts were going through Garion's mind he stood for a few seconds lookng blankly at the space Raven had been standing, and feeling an upwelling of respect murmered to himself "actually Raven i do like you, and respect you.... i just can't afford to trust you after such actions." but even this felt slightly dishonest to Garion, or to his subconcious..

as preperations were completed Garion was once again standing by his battle-brothers, awaiting orders.