Balaya Praelior Zambrano
Balaya Zambrano, Emperor's Bust
IN ORBIT: BASTION ON BOARD THE APOTHEOSIS
Balaya sat in the large oversized throne on the ship, her emperor had been kind in his gift. A ship of her own. Which she could have but now she controlled his once personal flagship. He had the massive dreadnaught that the former emperor had created which was fine it left her here with this as they were assembled before her. The normal armor she wore was gone it would have to be reforged into something stronger but the armor weave body glove served a purpose. It contained her massive chest and let her look over the others. With a cloak fashioned from Thule in her size the massive Zeltron sat up from the throne and spoke to the assembled forces. The comlink in her ear letting those on the other ships hear.
"You know why you are here and assembled. The forges of Thule have been kind to us but it is time to stop kidding. You are not the blackblades. They are mercenaries and the ones that Emperor Kaine has fashioned for himself. You are rapists and murderers, killers and prisoners. The ilk and pestilence of the galaxy who serve me. You are the ones of nightmares and do as required to send a message. We shall create a home and re-purpose this world to our whims. Lord @[member="Krag"] has come with his people to do much, we shall create a forge unlike anything the galaxy has ever seen. Now go and get to your ships, we shall find the people in their homes and if they resist do what must be done. Those who submit seal away until they are needed."
With a look at all of them Balaya motioned them to go as the sound of their boots leaving the area. Her Sluagh were not as numerous as the Blackblades but they were in some ways just as dangerous. In numbers, she hadn't gotten them to the levels of the Blackblade legions yet. No they were just using the best armor the empire provided and the best weapons they could get from Blastech. Her own hand going to the whips on her belt while one of the servants stood off to the side. "Is all in readiness?" The woman gave a nod of her head as a repulsor lift sled held several plates of metal. A small trinket for later when they forge was up and running. Something to tear into the earth of Bastion to create. It would rival but still not compare to the ancient forge she got to work on Aza'zoth. Then Balaya turned to continue walking while she smirked letting her large bskad clip to her back the hilt sticking from the side of her fiery mane of hair.
Balaya sat in the large oversized throne on the ship, her emperor had been kind in his gift. A ship of her own. Which she could have but now she controlled his once personal flagship. He had the massive dreadnaught that the former emperor had created which was fine it left her here with this as they were assembled before her. The normal armor she wore was gone it would have to be reforged into something stronger but the armor weave body glove served a purpose. It contained her massive chest and let her look over the others. With a cloak fashioned from Thule in her size the massive Zeltron sat up from the throne and spoke to the assembled forces. The comlink in her ear letting those on the other ships hear.
"You know why you are here and assembled. The forges of Thule have been kind to us but it is time to stop kidding. You are not the blackblades. They are mercenaries and the ones that Emperor Kaine has fashioned for himself. You are rapists and murderers, killers and prisoners. The ilk and pestilence of the galaxy who serve me. You are the ones of nightmares and do as required to send a message. We shall create a home and re-purpose this world to our whims. Lord @[member="Krag"] has come with his people to do much, we shall create a forge unlike anything the galaxy has ever seen. Now go and get to your ships, we shall find the people in their homes and if they resist do what must be done. Those who submit seal away until they are needed."
With a look at all of them Balaya motioned them to go as the sound of their boots leaving the area. Her Sluagh were not as numerous as the Blackblades but they were in some ways just as dangerous. In numbers, she hadn't gotten them to the levels of the Blackblade legions yet. No they were just using the best armor the empire provided and the best weapons they could get from Blastech. Her own hand going to the whips on her belt while one of the servants stood off to the side. "Is all in readiness?" The woman gave a nod of her head as a repulsor lift sled held several plates of metal. A small trinket for later when they forge was up and running. Something to tear into the earth of Bastion to create. It would rival but still not compare to the ancient forge she got to work on Aza'zoth. Then Balaya turned to continue walking while she smirked letting her large bskad clip to her back the hilt sticking from the side of her fiery mane of hair.