There had been a lull within the Brotherhood since the High Warrior had called for the end of the
hostilities. The warriors of Tarentum, and indeed, the entire Brotherhood, was anxious for news
from Antei, or from any of the Dark Council, as to the current state of things. Some of the Clans
were intent on going back to war, and finishing each other off in a series of quick conflicts.
Others, however, felt something greater than all of the warring, and knew it was time to be
vigilant, and prepare for darker happenings.
The Consul of Tarentum stood silently, though the communications system had been active for many
minutes. The warriors of Tarentum continued listening over their comlinks, awaiting the words of
their leader, to inform them of the current state of the Clan, and if or when they would be
returning to war. At last, the Consul lifted his hooded head, and spoke into the comlink.
"Warriors of Tarentum, I come to you at this time to call for patience. True, we are not often
desirous, or able to hold out for word, but no word has yet come. I take this as a portent of the
coming doom, almost as if this is the silence, and calm before the fury of the storm. We await the
true nature of the current happenings, but I believe they will turn up ill for the Brotherhood.
Tarentum has always supported the Brotherhood, and the Dark Council in earnest, and I ask you to
continue to do so.
"We are honored by several young Apprentices joining our ranks lately, and I bid welcome to
everyone in Tarentum. I also bid my words of honor, to those who have fought so aggressively,
towards garnering the final victory in this conflict. With your strength, we cannot falter. Rekio
and I have discussed rewards for all those who have taken part, and given of themselves; just this
afternoon, Rekio has dispatched those requests for awards, and they will be given upon word of
approval. I congratulate those of you for your activity, and issue a word of advice; do not back
down. We must continue to fight these battles, and prove our dominance. And in so doing, we must
preserve the sovereign power of the Brotherhood above us.
"Word is bound to come quickly, I can feel it. We will hear of the coming events, and watch as
battles unfold, and we will bring doom, and destruction to the Clans who oppose us. Maintain
vigilance, and we will conquer all. In Tridens, this remain quiet, but our brothers of the Sith are
most eager, I am certain, to continue battling our foes. Obelisk of Cestus, do not let down your
vigilance, and prepare to do battle with our enemies who will take up the lightsaber, and the
rifle. It is with regret that I must announce that your Quaestor, the Primarch Ziguarath, will be
forced to depart for a short time for other duties, but we wish him well, and wish him a safe
return to us. During these times, I will assist within the House leadership, bu we have many strong
warriors within our Obelisk, and I ask you all to continue maintaining your activity amongst us.
"Within Gladius, Anshar has announced that he seeks a new Tetrarch to lead the Mystics of the Black
Arts. Anyone interested may contact him to express your qualifications, and your interest in the
om (Spears) with the subject line of 'Mystic TET.'
"Several projects continue to unfold within the Brotherhood, and within Tarentum. As Rekio and I
pore through the ancient texts, and consult with Master Zero, and others of our great past, we will
continue to unfold our works unto you, and allow you to reap the benefits they bring. Remember,
Tarentum, we are strong, and cannot be defeated when we remain united. Our honor is everything, and
the examples we set show our true destiny for rulership, and dominance within the Brotherhood.
"Let us continue our work towards the end, and rise above all, when the flames of war have gone
out. Others will eat the ashes that rise from our boots, treading over our fallen enemies. Be
prepared for the end, Tarentum, for it comes quickly. But, until that day, we are at war!"
The communication ended, and the comlinks of every member ended with a bit of radio static. For but
a few moments, the Consul, Sith Bloodfyre, remained where he stood, and then turned and headed
quickly away. It was very possible that he would be heading to Antei. Tarentum wanted answers, and
he was determined to find them.
-DA Sith Bloodfyre-Tarentae (Sith)/LHoJ-P:DGM-CON/Clan Tarentum
Grand Chamberlain of Tarentum
Gui Long, Apprentice of Lord Chi Long
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