The Send-Off
Today was a bittersweet one. For Kesar Dorlin, Primarch of the Eternal Wardens and one of the architects of the victory in the Maelstrom prepared to send one of his newest champions off. Naturally, this decision came only due to outside factors contributing to the haste of making it. And like so many times before, the source of such apprehensions was from within his family. Such as it were during a meeting with Perturabo and Jaghatai. Typically such gatherings tended to focus on the mundane or perhaps something a bit more dreadful, like causality reports. Yet this time, the topic for this particular meeting had been over the exchange program, or more explicitly fulfilling a request involving its use.
It started when a message arrived from the Dark Angels. Rare was it for Lion to send out personal requests, but the contents were plain to read. First, he congratulated them on their successful endeavor in the Maelstrom, particularly Perturabo, for handling the entire campaign. Next was a concise but strong affirmation towards the three of them that they need only ask if they required the Sons of Caliban's aid. Yet it was this mention that caused a snort of amusement from Jaghatai.
"For all his cunning and ferocious guile, Lion has a habit of starting his requests with such assertions of brotherhood and cooperation. Let it not be said that such claims aren't true, but one of us should really enlighten him on how to word such messages to be more amicable." There was some truth to that statement as what followed caused a brief stir among Jaghatai, Perturabo, and Kesar.
While the framing of the request was open to the three of them, it was clearly directed towards Kesar. The contents of the request were, to put it bluntly, asking for several specific Wardens to return to the Dark Angels under the terms of the exchange program. However, Kesar quickly noticed one name that was critical in this proposition.
Orion Jesk.
"Hmm, I was wondering when Lion would hear about his exploits." Kesar remarked to his brothers, "No doubt he's feeling a small sliver of pride. Oriacarius mentioned that the 1st Legion had put Orion through his paces, almost reshaping him from the ground-up."
The Lord of Iron grimaced, "Rare is it for Lion to ever show praise to anyone."
"The letter directly praised you." Jaghatai countered with a raised eyebrow, "Lion might have a stern and harsh personality, but he's not above showing some positive emotions to those that are worthy of it."
"Or simply useful to him." Kesar knew that Perturabo greatly respected Lion, yet the Lord of Iron also had certain misgivings due to Lion's absolute secrecy towards particular projects. "In any case, I suppose our brother wishes to see in person the fruit born of this 'Lord Cyphers' project. That being your son." He finished that sentence by looking at Kesar.
The Daemonsbande nodded, "Undoubtedly, Lion wishes to see if he can somehow apply the lessons learned from individuals like Orion to his own forces." It was sound logic after all, "I don't see the harm in it."
"Aye," Jaghatai spoke up, and Kesar heard a rather strange tone in his voice, "There is no harm in it, I suppose. Although, I can think of a better use for a marine like Captain Jesk."
"As can I." Perturabo interrupted, and that seemed to surprise Jaghatai for some reason, "I suppose now is a good time to bring this up; it was going to be one of
many topics, but since we are discussing it...I'd like to make a request for Captain Jesk to
stay within the Maelstrom, Kesar."
Kesar wasn't expecting that, "Truly?"
"Truly." Perturabo repeated, "Mind, this is but a simple request and not an order from me as the War Marshal. It is merely a proposal. I find that it might do us all some good here in the Maelstrom if Captain Jesk remained to oversee the colony development that he started on RP-28. Additionally, he could lead strike units against the daemonic holdouts or lead counter-offensives whenever they attempt to hit our outposts. That being said, I imagine you will agree with me in that this would be good training for the captain, both as a leader and administrator."
Ever the pragmatist, Perturabo had a gift when it came to recognizing how to best make use of individuals to fit an overly lengthy and complex plan within his own head. Even so, Kesar saw the benefits of his proposal. RP-28 was the only other world aside from Purgatorio that actually had a colony and industry on it. One that had been painstakingly championed by Orion. His captain would also be on the frontlines of the war against the Archdaemons, gaining valuable experience and skills in just about everything one would need to lead and fight against such a foe.
"If I may interject?" Jaghatai suddenly interrupted, "And forgive me if this will cause complications, Kesar, but your Captain Jesk was going to be
part of a topic that I was also planning on bringing up in another meeting." He frowned and crossed his arms, "However, it looks like I will be bringing this up now. I was hoping to request a group of officers to come to my Legions aid. As you are all well aware, my sons have suffered in this victory. No more so than in the death of so many officers and potential heroes. Naturally, to replenish our ranks of such Astartes will take time, patience, and training. To that end, I believe it not only prudent but worthwhile to use this as an opportunity to expand the ties of our collective legions by using the exchange program to help with the training of prospective warriors."
Both Kesar and Perturabo understood the necessity and merit of Jaghatai's idea and where this was going. Jaghatai wanted to recruit Captain Jesk for this specific training program. Oddly enough, Orion could've been considered a shining example of this officer exchange. The Dark Angels enabled Orion to have the confidence needed to unlock his potential, even if he was an outsider to the Sons of Caliban. Orion would be a bit more empathetic and aware of the difficulties that came with training "foreign" Astartes. The irony here would be that he would be doing the training. Kesar also recognized that Orion oddly enough fit into the White Scar battle doctrine paradigm, which would make for an easier time adjusting to Jaghatai's sons' style of war.
More than that, Kesar felt that he owed Jaghatai
that much for all his efforts in the war. Far too many of his sons perished in this crusade. Some of whom had been with the Khan since he took control of the White Scars. The least he could do was send over one of his newest champions with additional support. It would also further bind the ties that their two legions now shared with one another after such a brutal war.
"Jaghatai request is certainly with merit as well." Perturabo announced once more, "Although, I suppose we should consider Lion's request for Captain Jesk and the other Wardens."
Jaghatai nodded, "Aye." He looked at Kesar, "Should give Lion's request that much consideration."
Kesar couldn't argue against it either, even if it was just them considering the option. The 1st Legion was often one of the more distant and secretive legions within the Imperium. While the Alpha Legion and Raven Guard certainly fit into their own niches of secrecy, it was the Dark Angels that excelled at preventing any leaks or ensuring no one asked any questions. The favor that Lion held with their Father made the prospect of trying to go behind the 1st Legion back a perilous one. This mentality, however, had made the Dark Angels a rather difficult legion to communicate with, let alone work alongside. That wasn't to say it was impossible, but Kesar was confident that many of his brothers often felt a tiny bit of apprehension or mistrust towards Lion and his sons.
Yet one couldn't deny that the Dark Angels were a fearsome, skilled, and loyal group of Astartes. Lion had never broken his vows or promises either. His word was as good as his skill with a blade. When Kesar sent his sons to the 1st to learn from them, the Dark Angels treated his sons as welcomed guests and sought to instill the same guiding principles in them. Loyalty, Duty, and Discipline in the face of overwhelming odds. Orion embraced those facets of the Dark Angels and brought them back with him to the Eternal Wardens. That training gave him the confidence and skill to succeed in the Maelstrom alongside his brothers and cousins.
It was easy to understand why Orion heading back to the Dark Angels would be preferred and productive to the Knight-Warden. Oriacarius had explained that Orion had only just begun to grasp his full potential while with the Sons of Caliban before he answered the call to return home. Maybe there was something to be said about sending Orion back for a short while. Besides, Lion promised that he'd send a temporary replacement worthy of Orion's place.
However, Kesar felt like he wasn't considering the most vital part of this discussion.
"Mayhaps we are still getting ahead of ourselves," Kesar spoke up to Perturabo and Jaghatai, "For none of us have considered what my son wishes to do if given the option."
Perturabo crossed his arms, a rather impressive and somewhat terrifying feat considering his power armor, "That is true. Your captain will no doubt obey any order you give him, yet I'd rather have a willing field commander than one that was just assigned."
"Especially given the timeframe of each mission." Jaghatai remarked to Kesar, "Your captain and whatever wardens you send with him will be gone for some time."
"Perhaps sending him off would be unwise as well." He looked at his brothers, "I'm not saying no to either of your proposals just yet, but I'm sure you'd understand that sending off one of my more recent star Astartes could be considered somewhat of a detriment." Kesar was aware that while the Wardens hadn't suffered as much as the White Scars had in the Maelstrom, they were still processing everything that happened. And right now, it was better to be together as one family than spread out if possible. There was, of course, the issue that his presence would also bolster Warden compliances quite a bit. Kesar knew that Orion would easily find purpose across multiple battlefields alongside his brothers. Moreso as Orion would perhaps enjoy working alongside the Slayer, Maticus, or Oriacarius.
Nevertheless, perhaps Kesar was being a bit too sentimental. Plenty of his sons had gone above and beyond working away from the legion at length. Baldur had proven that time and time again. Sometimes you had to let individual Astartes go out and spread their wings on their own.
The Daemonsbane shook his head, "If it is alright with you two, I shall ask Orion what he wants to do and decide from there. He will obey whatever order I give him, but I shall see if my captain can come to a decision that does away with my concerns. In any case, you shall hear the decision soon enough."
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Two weeks later, on board the Vigilance...
Kesar found it took a surprising bit of time to arrange a face-to-face with Orion. The Primarch had a mountain of paperwork to fill and meet with many officers and commanders. Thus his schedule tended to be packed. Meanwhile, Orion was busy taking care of his own issues on RP-28, which meant his time was somewhat limited. Unless the Primarch made it a direct order for him to come, his Captain needed to handle his own affairs first. It surprised Kesar to learn that he was running into so many problems with his colony, yet Orion learned to overcome the obstacles. Even so, his plans for the first mining venture of a daemonworld were looking to be a pipe dream.
Perturabo, however, still wanted the colonial venture to continue. He saw the merit in the program. Kesar agreed. He especially enjoyed the prospect of forging a human colony on one of the daemon's worlds. That such a thing was possible helped give the Primarch an idea that humanity could take such planets back if the Archdaemons and their ilk were destroyed one day. Besides, with the Maelstrom cleared, they had to learn how to settle on its worlds.
As Kesar mused on such a future, the doors to his office opened, and the serf announced that Captain Orion Jesk arrived as instructed. The Primarch had to only wait the briefest moment before the subject of his attention graced his presence.
Captain Orion Jesk walked in wearing the standard robes of the Eternal Legion, but Kesar noted that he was also carrying that sword of his as well.
Humility. Kesar had already read the reports and spoken to Perturabo briefly about the weapon. The Lord of Iron had gifted the Manifold Device to Solomon in exchange for field testing. Kesar needed to remind Perturabo to not use his sons as test subjects for his experimental weapons. Even so, he owed Perturabo for effectively gifting the Wardens with such a fine weapon.
Orion carried himself and the blade with caution and discipline. For all the power he had in his hands, Orion knew that this weapon of his could quickly kill him. To read about the machine spirits' temper was one thing, but Kesar had yet to see it in action. Regardless, his son also radiated confidence and purpose. A stark contrast to what Kesar remembered of Orion.
Kesar wasn't unfamiliar with the man from
before the Maelstrom War. Instead, Kesar had briefly met him during the send-off for the exchange program. He had been a quiet sergeant back then and instead unnoteworthy as far as a service record. A less than flattering observation, but Kesar wasn't going to mince his words. It wasn't that he considered any of his sons to lack commitment or skill, but some stood out, and those that didn't, and that was all he would ever say on the matter.
Orion had been precisely that, although Oriacarius still believed something special about him. Once again, Kesar was reminded why the First Captains of a Legion were so critical. That Oriacarius was perhaps one of the few that actually recognized the spark for greatness in individuals proved that Oriacarius was the heart of the Eternal Wardens. He saw the potential in people, even if he rarely vocalized such praise.
"Lord Primarch," Orion spoke with a small amount of restraint standing before the Daemonsbane, "I have answered your summons."
Kesar stood up from his desk and approached Orion with a small smile, "It's good to finally meet you one on one. The last time we even spoke was years ago."
"Yes," Orion nodded, "You shook all our hands and had a proud smile on your face the entire time." He was right to think that. Though Orion might have been considered an unnoteworthy Astartes, he was still an Eternal Warden. He was ready to fight the denizens of hell, to die for humanity, and the chances of it happening far away from his brothers was unsettling to any with the legion. Even so, all of those volunteers vowed to aid their cousins and allies against whatever foes awaited them among distant worlds.
"That I did." Kesar smiled at Orion, "I can safely say that after everything you've gone through, that feeling of pride is with me once more."
Orion closed his eyes and bowed his head, "You honor me with such praise, my lord."
He clapped the Astartes shoulder with his right hand, "Then I shall honor you with even more." He smirked before gesturing to Orion to take a seat, "You've gained the attention of
three other Primarchs with your success in the war and with the colonial venture on RP-28." Kesar started before taking a seat behind his desk. "It's because of this attention that I called you here."
"I see..." Orion simply remarked from his seat. He didn't look worried or surprised. If anything, he looked confused. "I'm assuming the three are Lords El'Johnson, Jaghatai, and Perturabo."
"You would be correct in that assessment."
Orion nodded once more, "I take it they have explained to you in some capacity why I am in their sights?"
Kesar smirked once more before he started to explain the situation to Orion.
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It took Kesar about twenty minutes to explain everything to him regarding the possible assignments. He even took the time to go over a few basic details, such as possible resources afforded to him and the timeframe of each exchange. Orion sat and quietly listened the entire time, asking only a few questions. Kesar wondered what was going through his mind. Naturally, the opportunity to head back to the Dark Angels likely excited him compared to the other prospects.
Once he finished, Kesar decided to softball this whole situation to him. "I want to leave the decision up to you of where you will go." He started gently, "I can make this an order for you as well if you'd like, but I want to give my field officers a bit more leeway in such matters. You can take the rest of the day to think and-"
Orion held up his hand, "No need." He interrupted, "I've already decided this based on what you have told me. And I wish to aid the White Scars."
Kesar hadn't expected such a quick answer or that Orion wasn't choosing the Dark Angels, "Your reasoning?"
"First, it is as you said; the White Scars have suffered and need to rebuild. We should repay the efforts and further bind our ties with them. I also have the most experience among our officers in understanding the problems and limitations of the exchange program regarding training new officers. To that end, I can empathize more with the White Scars. Additionally, I fit into their style of combat and probably would mesh well with my cousins."
The Primarch idly tapped his finger on his desk as he heard this, "I want you to keep in mind, Khan is about to go on a lengthy expedition. The chances of your return being swift are not a guarantee."
"I don't expect guarantees towards most things these days, my Primarch." Orion didn't seem too perturbed at this situation. He was prepared to go to the White Scars purely because he could do the most good for them
and the Wardens. He was doing this because it was the most practical and worthwhile in his mind.
"So the prospect of going back to the Dark Angels doesn't interest you?"
Orion swiftly shook his head, "Far from it...I wish to go and see the Sons of Caliban once more. I know they still have much to teach me. However, I believe the White Scars can teach me as well. They understand the ways of the soul and discipline that can't be taught among the silent and hallowed halls of Caliban. My time spent in the Maelstrom has shown me many ways to expand one's mind and perspective on things like battle and leadership. And I believe the White Scars can help me with something else." He turned his head to look at Humility, "The Stormseers were said to have tamed great beasts in their time...I wish to see if such knowledge can be used to help me with this infernal sword."
Kesar had a few questions about that last part, but he needed to focus on Orion's decision. The captain was clearly prepared to undertake this endeavor, even if he still wanted to return to the Sons of Caliban for further training and refinement. Yet he was putting the good of both the White Scars and Eternal Wardens first before all else.
So be it.
"Very well," Kesar nodded once more, "If this is your decision...I cannot find fault in your reasons. Your aid towards the Khan and his sons will be greatly appreciated in more ways than you can imagine." Jaghatai would be interested upon hearing Orion's strange desire to see the Stormseers. "I will admit, Orion, that I expected you to jump at the opportunity to go to the Dark Angels."
"I haven't exactly been subtle of that desire, have I?" Orion shrugged but smiled all the same, "I just feel like I owe them. They...showed me a path that allowed me to become something more. I dare say they stopped me from remaining an inconsequential marine."
Kesar shook his head now, "You were never considered inconsequential, not be me, or the First Captain, or the rest of your brothers."
"Sadly, I wish I could say I understand or agree with that assessment." He broke his gaze from the Primarch, "I'm not sure what it will take for me to not feel like a stranger among my own brothers. Yet I have hope such feelings will change in time." Orion looked back at the Primarch now, "Such things aside, I take it this decision is approved then?"
Much as the Primarch wanted to continue this topic, he had too many other matters to attend to, "Yes...if nothing else, I can put in the exchange request today."
"The sooner, the better, as Skullface would tell me." Orion stood up, tall and proud before him, "Anything else then?"
"No." Kesar shook his head, "You are free to go. Thank you for your swift decision on the matter, Orion." Something about how this meeting ended left a slightly sour taste in his mouth. As Orion prepared to leave, Kesar decided to speak up one more time.
"Orion," The captain turned around once more, "You'll always have a home and family among us. I know we tell each other such things, but we mean it. Even so, I hope you find whatever answers or truths you seek among these misbegotten stars. And may they help bring you back to those who cherish you."
His words seemed to cause Orion to pause before he slowly nodded, "Yes...I hope so too." He said nothing else before leaving the office. Left with his thoughts now, Kesar had to hope for the best that Orion found whatever he was looking for now. If nothing else, Jaghatai would at least be paying attention to Orion's efforts. If there was anyone else in this galaxy that understood the soul of a warrior, it was the Khan.
Yes, thinking about it now, this was the right decision for all of them. Now they just had to hope that it ended in ways that would see Orion come home without feeling like a stranger.
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@Daemon Hunter Okay, omake completed. Time to get back to the other one and hope I get that one finished at some point.