Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-28917471-20150214113638/@comment-24580172-20150326233357

The Blind Seer yet again speaks up, turning his visage onto a nearby wall. He fiddles with his hands as he speaks, a nervous habit he picked up whenever speaking too much in one go without any breaks to release his anxiety.

"Very simple, very simple. No stars, no other worlds, and a barren desolated world with no life and no resources. Who would stand to get any benefit over occupping such a place? The Witch World is of no value to anyone, so why even go except perhaps to go where no other would go."

The Seer turns his gaze onto the Navigator before turning towards the Trader, than back down at his tools. He was interested beyond belief by the Trader. Here is one of the fabled Navigators and an Astropath Transcendant offering two different choices, what does the Trader do? He picks his own choice, makes his own decision. The Astropath admired that greatly, it showed the quality of a great leader. He smiled a crooked smile underneath his mask, he began tapping away at the table passing the away the short time until his companions replied.