As Ohrmuzd directed the literal thousands of new aspirants aboard the many Storm Birds he had to wonder about the sanity of the people on these planets. A few simple words with their leaders and they begin practically throwing young boys at him to be recruited. He didn't know it could be that easy!
A knocking on his armored leg roused him from his musings, and looking he down he saw a rather small and young male child. With one of his arms wrapped around a stuffed grox plushy and the other having been withdrawn back to his mouth after being used to knock on the Astarte's boot.
The young child is definitely afraid of him, but still, he's brave enough to ask a simple question. "Where we goin Mister Giant?"
The sight alone is enough to unsettle Ohrmuzd's naturally friendliness, simply due to the fact a child this young shouldn't be thrown into the crucible of Astarte-hood and after that, war. He should be home with his family enjoying his childhood. But, he had already been informed that the Legion's aspirants were all sourced from the orphanages of the sub-sector.
Thinking quickly, the Astartes makes a decision. Removing his helmet, he begins speaking with the boy. "We're going up to meet your new family little brother. Up in the stars with the rest of our brothers." His reply is soft as he kneels down as far as he can to eye level with the lad. "We're all going out into the universe to battle the bad guys so that people can have places to live."
The young lad gives him a considering look before speaking. "Is it gunna be scary?" His face one of complete trust yet also concern.
Ohrmuzd gives a reassuring smile. "It can be, but as long as we have our brothers and each other it'll never beat us."
The young boy eyes go wide at that, before he burst into an enormous smile. Reaching his arms out in a sign that he wished to be picked up, something the Astartes acquiesced to before beginning to walk toward one of the Stormbirds. With the young boy rest in the crook between his head and one of his pauldrons, a thought occurs.
Looking to the lad he asks. "What's your name little brother?" The question regaining the excited boys attention.
His response. "Ma named me Cedric fore she got sick. Then I got taken to the house with all the ovver kids."
Ohrmuzd give him another gentle smile before speaking. "It's nice to meet you Cedric. I hope to be the best older brother I can be to you and all the other boys." And with that, the Astartes carried the young child with him onto one of the departing Stormbirds.
Due to Diplomatic Excellence Ohrmuzd has gathered an extreme surplus of Aspirants while also somehow ingratiating himself with the powers of the sub-sectors. Both sub-sectors opinions of the Fifteenth are at Liked. Additionally, Ohrmuzd has advanced in his Diplomatic Skill. He is now at 5/4 Diplomacy, and has forged a bond with a young orphan named Cedric.
Aventus calmly sits back, sipping a special blend of recaff in his goblet as he watches half the entire Sector's economy crash into a black hole. While the other half simply hobbles along on broken legs and snapped crutches. He'll be receiving the reports from his underlings about successful buyouts across the sector by the end of the week. Just as he calculated.
Still, he has to wonder if his methods might eventually be even more destructive than simply putting dissenters to the sword as Tyrian did. His tools were backroom deals, criminal heads, and old fashioned corruption in businesses. If he wasn't careful he could very well create a monster that would strangle the Imperium in its crib.
With that cheerful thought he began typing up orders for tax plans to be implemented, new trade laws, and classifications and permits for different pieces of technology. Starting with the Sigilite's standard procedure, before branching out and modifying it to fit the sector as it had developed. Setting up traps and ambushes by planetary and up law enforcement to catch the expendable criminals and keep the useful ones in line. For now, at least.
As he sat he hummed a simple tune he remembered from his childhood on Terra. A rather simple one about a strange striped feline that enjoyed bouncing on its tail, a Ger if he recalled the texts correctly. Tyrian always seemed both amused and saddened whenever he had hummed it in his presence. Whatever mysteries the Legion Master had could wait, he had a job to do.
With that, Aventus turned his full attention back to his economic analysis program he was building on his cogitator in order to aid his future endeavors. All the while still humming that song.
Aventus has completed the last few systems and sub-sectors to finish the last full sector of what will become Segmentun Solar. Thankfully due to his expertise he has limited the amount of corruption left behind by methods. Though another in-depth cleaning would not be amiss.
Legion Status:
Astartes: Nominal (And Growing)
Dreadnoughts: Ornery and Existent
Legio Cybernetica: Token Force (1 Additional Action Gained)
Vehicles: Barren-Depleted-Nominal--Pristine-Surplus (+25 to base Martial actions)
Ships: Nominal (Able To Efficiently Perform Compliances)
Weaponry: Barren-Depleted-Nominal--Pristine-Surplus (+25 to base Martial actions)
Geneseed: Barren-Depleted-Nominal-Surplus-Overflowing (+25 to Recruitment Results)
Aspirants: Barren-Depleted-Nominal-Surplus-Overflowing (Bonus Roll to Marine Creation)
Holdings: Sub-Sector Damask - Liked, Sub-Sector Babylon - Liked
Imperial Army Personnel: Nominal (No Malus On Martial Actions From Lack of Bodies)
Legion Leaders (Can Only Use A Leader For Two Actions):
Tyrian:
Martial - 10/4 (+100 to Martial Actions)
Diplo - -2/4 (-20 to Diplomatic Actions)
Logis - 2/4 (+20 to Logistical Actions)
Aventus:
Martial - 3/4 (+30)
Diplo - 3/4 (+30)
Logis - 7/4 (+70)
Legion Heroes (Can Only Use A Hero For One Action):
Ahzek Ahriman:
Martial - 3/4 (+30)
Diplo - 1/4 (+10)
Logis - 3/4 (+30)
Ahzek Ohrmuzd:
Martial - 3/4 (+30)
Diplo - 5/4 (+50)
Logis - 1/4 (+10)
Solomon Tumadi:
Martial - 2/4 (+20)
Diplo - 1/4 (+10)
Logis - 1/4 (+10)
Tychus:
Martial - 1/4 (+10)
Diplo - 0/4 (+0)
Logis 1/4 (+10)
Caspian Shalashaska:
Martial - 2/4 (+20)
Diplo - 0/4 (+0)
Logis - 0/4 (+0)
Faction Favor:
Loathed-Despised-Hated-Disliked-Neutral-Strained-Liked-Loved-Adored
Mechanicum: Liked
Emperor: Strained/Liked
Malcador: Liked
Imperium: Liked
Other Legions: Neutral
Your Own Holdings: Liked
You have 7 Actions This Turn. One action used for now mandatory report back to Main Crusade Fleet. Ensure your choice of who to accompany Tyrian. This also means Tyrian is using one of his actions for this.
[X] Attempt to Curry Favor with another Faction (Diplomatic)
-[X] Who?
--[X] Which Leader/Hero?
[X] Search for New Civilizations to Bring into Compliance (Dice Rolls = Actions Invested)
-[X]Martially
-[X] Diplomatically
-[X] Logistically
--[X]Which Leader/Hero?
[X] Spend Time Gaining Recruits (Diplomatic, Dice Rolls = Actions Invested and Recruits Found)
-[X] Where Among Your Holdings
--[X] Which Leader/Hero?
[X] Gather Resources (Logistical/Diplomatic, Dice Rolls = Actions Invested)
-[X] Where Among Your Holdings
--[X] Which Leader/Hero?
[X]Send a Diplomatic Party back to the main fleet of the Crusade to *groan* Politic
-[X]Which Leader/Hero to accompany Tyrian?
[X]Send a Hero/Leader into seclusion to improve a Skill
-[X] What Skill? (Mart/Diplo/Logis)
--[X]Which Leader/Hero?
Author's Note: I'm gonna be simplifying the layout of the quest, as I do not have the head for the numbers needed. I hope this doesn't discourage people from playing but will understand if it does. I will also be lessening the amount of actions Heroes and Leaders can perform in order to get more people to be used.
MORATORIUM UNTIL 12:00 PM tomorrow EST.