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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/6/2017 8:29:47 AM
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[i]Gilliam had nodded, a small sign of respect. He was slowly warming up to the Trayven, namely because any other person would have pressed on about the matter.[/i]
"Do tell me, what Feudal-World do your people hail from? I apologize for my friend's improper titling the other day. He has a knack for identifying Xenos however, otherwise I would've booted him off the ship years ago."
[i]Gilliam had asked the Trayven as now only Vorgen, Gilliam and Freya walked the halls of The Retribution.[/i]
"I hail from the hive world of Scintilla myself, there I was an Arbite or what you might call a guard I suppose. I had dealt with hive gangers and mutants of course until that fateful day...which I had explained. Anyways, this is the Elevatus which is an elevator."
[i]The Rogue Trader explained as they approached a pad with controls on it. He pressed a button and the doors had shut behind them as they had risen to the Upper Corridors. Your typical elevator music had played at a low but possibly annoying level.[/i]
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"We have elevators, in the finer fortresses and keeps. They aren't as developed.. and we've yet to implement music, but it is a start." [i]Indeed, in some castles held within Trayve's dominion, functional elevator systems were a thing. They were accompanied by stairs and ladders if still necessary of course, but they were still quite common.[/i] "No offense taken. Though I fear that you should apologize to the messenger more. He is my bаstard brother, and.. he did not take it as lightly." [i]She would smile, at that. A simple jest, if anything.[/i] "I hail from the nation of Trayve, formed by my father and named after his House - Trayven, easily enough. While I am not a Trayven by blood.. Armillion would allow me to take the name. He has.. a fondness for adoption, I suppose."
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"I can only assume he is your Lord over your kingdom of yours? I suppose since you revealed that you are adopted, I shall tell you a secret of my own. I am technically not a Cain, by blood. You see the last true heir of the Cain Dynasty's Warrant of Trade by blood had passed away. A gift from said Trader I had saved. But since I hold the Warrant in my possession, in the eyes of the law I am indeed a Cain. Hence why I go by Gilliam. It seems we share more than we both realized." [i]Gilliam had told Freya, cracking a small smile as the elevator came to a stop, giving a cheerful chime before opening the doors They opened to reveal the bridge; a hive of activity with crew moving about. They found themselves standing on some sort of observation platform, able to see a small city of operators at their stations. Most of the crew wore black and gold fatigues, the only people sticking out were Gilliam, Freya, and Vorgen. There was some stairs leading up to the Captain's chair which Gilliam promptly took a seat.[/i] "This is the bridge of the ship. Thousands of men and women pledge their lives to serve this ship, for it is their home. It is the head ship of the Cain family. The Emperor had watched over us many times, guiding his light towards victory with this ship."
