((It's based on the notion of the IGS as a physical place, somewhere, rather than a Galnet forum.))

"I'm okay" Staja's voice is quiet and shakey but genuinely startled as Denak leaves the Second Hex Club. She looks pale, but for the slight blush in her cheeks, perhaps embarrassment, or perhaps the heat of the moment.

She looks to Kador, he is standing there with a half concerned, half incensed.

"How is he Denak?" Asks the Templar. " is everything resolved?" there is a slight sharpness to the last part, looking at him you can see rage behind his normally calm features.

"Denak where are we going? Is there a physician nearby we can see? If all else fails I saw Metsar on the station earlier this evening, I am sure he has the facilities to take care of the man if all else fails....and at some point I need to get her"

He nods to the mortal woman, now matching his pace, almost shyly clinging to his side.

'... back some place safe. Who the hell knows what could happened next here with these.... unstable clones about. I only have one chance with this...."

He cuts off abruptly thinking twice about bringing up her mortality again in the company of the two men.

Again Kador nods at Denak's suggestions, they were sound and logical, he needed to calm down.

"Of course, the Emissary is the best place" he said calmly, belying the worry he felt. All he could think about were those solid doors, and that convenient shuttle port.

As Kador exits out into the hallways with Satja trailing at his shoulder, he notices the Gallentean exit the Emmisary. He slows his pace, feeling oddly claustrophobic as the scarred man comes to stand at his other shoulder, and as Satja, presses closer against his arm.

She was nervous he could tell. Though she tried to hide it she was paler than usual, perhaps she was becoming afraid of immortals, though to him that seemed unlikely, she had spent her entire life around his kind. Perhaps it was the scars, or the mans implacable youth.

Either way this did not surprise or phase the Templar. He had years on the boy-clone.

"If you follow me we shall reach the Library in about five minutes, the Cathedral is only a couple of doors down, it is all automated though, the Library not the Cathedral. You might even find Templar Twelve there."

He paused, clearing his throat, then whispered a few words to Satja, who brightened, nodded several times, then darted off down the corridor back towards the Emmisary.

" It seems I forgot my Neocom...bad business to lose that you know. In anycase what can I do to sate your curiousity Mr....?"

"Doniken Vokera" the Templar says, rolling the foreign name around in his mouth, Gallentean names every so hard to pronounce, even despite the translator unit he wore.

"Then Mr Vokera what would you have me tell you of our Empire?"

The Templar scratched his head, his grasp of the histories was adequate, but not hugely deep. He took a deep breath and began to talk.

"Much of what I know stems from very old transcripts that I read as a boy on Mehkios. Suffice to say a very long time ago, some thousand years ago our people wandered the deserts of Old Athra as a nomadic peoples, but we were not the only people to reside on Athra. The Udorians were a powerful people who drove us from the mainlands to an Island we named Amarr. Here the beginnings of our formal faith could be seen, though we had always been a spiritual people.
At some point in our histories we began to fight once again with the Udorians, this time defeating them, in seeing them down fallen we began what you might call the first Reclaiming of Humanity, though to your kind you might call it the origins of Slavery."

He spat out that word as if it was inelegant.

"From there we claimed dominance over our planet, subjugating the peoples of it, and inducting them slowly into the the burgeoning empire. It was only a matter of time we reached the stars and set out to new planets, conquering new peoples, and teaching them the word of God. It was our belief that we were under the divine auspices of God Himself to Reclaim the lost peoples and planets in the name of Mankind, and unify the peoples of New Eden. First the Khanid, then the Ni Kunni, and half a dozen peoples fell to and were absorbed by the Empire. In more recent histories our people came into contact with the Minmatar....and such it....text book history."

He stumbled at the end.

" I do not explain it well with my word. Perhaps when we reach the libraries you may read of our histories."
((Pending a lore check, will update with more concrete and important info))

"Enslaved them by the accounts I am familiar with. They were numerous, far out numbering the Amarr of the time. Such was a necessity, or perhaps a divine sign of what we Amarr were meant to do. I suppose it depends how you look up it."

The Templar shrugs, not sure really how to answer the question.

"I suppose, from my perspective, and no doubt you will find other views amongst my kind, as certain as we are all God's children, I see them as our lost people in revolt. They are like children, so new to the galaxy, so angry and bitter at what they saw as slavery, but what we sought to do as their spiritual enlightenment."

He stopped for a moment, glanced back towards the halls leading to the Emmisary, he had to cause to suspect Satja had even returned there yet, though he was beginning to be concerned at her absence.

Calm down you fool, he berated himself internally, its only been a few minutes, the Summit is safe.

"As for the Caldari I greatly respect them, I do pity their lack of spirituality, though I find it admirable that the Achura hold true to their ways, the Raata, Way of the Winds as well are codes I can understand."

As the pair reached a four way junction Kador indicated they were taking the left hand corridor.

" And you are right. We do not keep our people in chains. That is not our way. We would take care of them like a parent cares for a child, they too are the chosen children of God, they just do not know it yet. Something we do to maintain control we do out of necessity, not malice or cruelty.... Satja is a servant to me, but also a friend."

"This is a mercy!" Kador hisses back that the Galletean, which more venom than he had intended. "It is not kindness to abandon them to damnation, truly it is not, some must be guided if they are to have their souls saved."

He takes a deep breath trying to relax, he can feel it in him, the fire that only the faith could bring, the absolute certainty of his cause, and the armour that kept doubt at bay.

"I am sorry... it is hard to explain, to make non believers understand. Especially Gallenteans. They, and I hope you will pardon me in saying, have these notions about what is right and wrong.... it is folly to assume humans can determine the correct path, it brings questions, some heretical in nature, which is why I put no stock in them."

it is folly to assume humans can determine the correct path

Kador chuckled at the question.

"Its too long to recount here in the hall of the Summit, and not really the place. Suffice it to say I have fought every kind of heathen scum this galaxy has to offer, and survived the Blood Raider assault on Iesa III, fought at the Siege of Raa, and hunted my traitorous brothers to their Nation infested covens."

"It is Satja, sir, Satja Askarin of the Vhreikior, and now of the Amarr." She stuttered. Busied herself with on of Kador's favourite habits, brushing the ruffles out of her roughspun tunic. "It is nothing like that sir, I just....am wary of you... I mean Gallentean.., uh your people, sir."

She flushed a shade of red that darkened her face.

"And I thank you. He has been a kind master, and a good and gentle man." She added hurriedly.

Good God get a hold of yourself girl, she said internally, these are immortals. Do not disgrace yourself, you are better than this.

With that thought in her mind she handed Kador the Neocom as elegantly as she could, then took a resolute, but respectful stance at her masters shoulder, inwardly grinning at his admittance that he found her companionship as enjoyable as she found his.

(( YOU EVIL ****** VOID HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO SATJA's ONLY MORTAL FRIEND!))