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“I do not wish to speak with you.” The Iron Warrior barked just like his Genefather would have, “I have a war to orchestrate!”
“I do not advise that, Warsmith Karados.” The old man said as he took out a small quill and tabbed it in his ink, “The Fabricator General has told me to inform you that if you do not attend three of my sessions that your advice will no longer be considered in the future.”
“How can he say such a thing!” Yelled the man as he was now making steps towards the Remembrancer, “My work within the Iron Warriors is well venerated and known! We have spoken at length for many hours about the coming war. If he neglects everything we spoke about then we have wasted several hours of precious time!”
“Do not yell at me, Warsmith Karados.” The old man said simply as he looked bored upon the Iron Warrior, “I am here upon orders as well. These days I feel my bones rattling, so much so that even traveling between ships is becoming hard.”
“You think that's a sacrifice?”
“It is, for the Iron Warriors have never really treated their Remembrancers with any heed.” The old man said as he looked solemnly towards his book, “I do not wish for my words to be taken the wrong way. While it harms me to sit here I do so out of respect for your kind. And, if I understand it correctly, the respect for you.”
To those words the Iron Warrior gave a hard cough, “What would you know about me?”
“In my interview with the Nobleman of Dutonis they have talked many times about the 7th Grand Battalion striking close to the heart of the enemy. How you were right at the side of the valiant Knights as they took down three kill wagons of the Orks and you personally struck against their Warboss.” The old man said as he flipped his paper to that event, “I would like to have your side of that tale. To have a complete history of a conflict, from both Auxilia and Astartes, is quite rare even among remembrancers. It will also be with ease that I turn it into a publication and can deliver it to both the Nobleman you fought alongside and your Legion.”
As thus came to light the true genius of a Primarch. Karados only realized now that the Second must have specifically assigned this remembrancer to him for this purpose. The man was able to not only take the full brutality of an Iron Warrior’s vocal assault, but he was actually smart.
“Fine.” Karados said as he began sharing the information this Remembrancer wanted.
