The Order of the Silver Sword

[Tauren]

The young orphans walked through the halls of the temple following an older male priest wearing robes. They were all quiet and respectful, they were going to listen to the daily prayer. As they entered the high open halls of the temples main room, in the center carved into the stone of the temple and painted and covered in gold in silver leaf was a mosaic of the Emperor, surrounding him in pure shining silver were depicted his angels, armored warriors that served his justice and his righteous goals. As the young group of sisters found their place in the main room among the other sisters, priests and clergy, the room fell quiet as a tall women, clad in robes of ivory white and crimson red stepped into the room. Her hair was pale pearlescent white and she approached the pulpit, stepping quietly up the stairs to the raised platform. As she reached the top she laid a large book down upon the altar at the top, opening it and looking down upon the crowd the shining silver implant upon her cheek could be seen, to those who had meet the Order's Leader knew it to be a silver sword that gleamed back at them. The crowd came to an absolute silence as she looked down upon them, her eyes were mellow but strong.

 

"Welcome, For today is a glorious and bright one, today I will recount the coming of our Lords Angels and how they saved us from the darkness and the taint. Today I shall speak on the creation of this order and how we came to be known as what we are. It is known that chaos the most blasphemous and dark of man kinds enemies is something that can taint the heart of any individual, for it is ever around us, and only through constant vigilance and fervent faith that we can keep this taint from our hearts. It is our Faith in the High Lord that allows us to combat this most hated of foes..."

 

The older sisters and the clergy all speak in a single resonating voice, "Hail our Savior and Protector, The God Emperor."

 

"Our Lord Protects us, and through our Righteous Faith in him we help to combat these foes as well. As with all things we must always remember a time when we were not as faithful, for knowledge is power and to remember such times is to empower us to seek further strength in our own faith."

Again in a strong voice, "Faith in the Emperor is Strength in thyself."

"I speak of course as to the reason why our order is what it is, an order of combat, of penitence, of hatred for the most hated of foes. It was long ago when I was still a child, before our order came to be, that the dark things, the evil taint of chaos ravaged my world, before the Emperor's blessed Flames cleansed that world from it's place in his land. It was on that world, when I was so young that I first saw them, I first saw the Emperor's Angels..."

 

"Blessed be the Emperor, Blessed be his Angels."

 

"The Daemon, the Heretic, the Blasphemous powers, they took that world from the God Emperor's land and sought to corrupt it's people. They, who seek to taint all mankind, came and killed. Men, Women, Children, all were sacrificed to the hunger that is chaos, their souls forever lost from the God Emperor's glorious light."

 

"The God Emperor saves those who are pure."

 

"It was during the final hour of my World, when those who were good and righteous and pure, sought to leave the planet, in the final hour of it's taint that the tide of death was halted. Glorious be the God Emperor's Angels. I Saw them, I saw their holy Armor, gleaming with Silver and Gold. I felt their touch, their glorious chants, the purity, I felt it..." The robed sister atop the pulpit looked down upon those... a gleaming drop of liquid dripped from her eye down her cheek, it stopped at the silver implanted sword. "They the God Emperor's Angels, Exist and they protect mankind. He stemmed the tide, their holy chants and purity made the things of chaos squeal in fear. Their blessed armor shined with holy light and they protected us so that we may live to tell this story. Their Holy blades, of pure brilliant silver stopped the blasphemous tide. And when we were safe, his Angels complete in their purpose, on Wings of Silver destroyed my world with the Emperor's holy fire, cleansing all that was terrible and tainted and leaving those who were faithful and pure to live."

 

"Blessed be the Emperor, and his Holy Angels."

 

"The Emperor's blessed Angels, they are the fallen, the ones we know as space marines who fight for his holy cause. When they die and return to the God Emperor they are given Life Eternal, to serve him as his Holiest Immortal Warriors, Clad in Silver, Steeped in Faith. It is they that saved my world from corruption and it is they for which we are named. We the Order of the Silver Sword seek to emulate these Angels, We seek to bring the Emperor's wrath to worlds in need, we seek through Faith to be Strong, Strong as the Emperor's Angels so that one day we may all see their glory again. So that one day we may all feel their purity again and fight along side the Emperor's Holiest of Warriors."

 

"Blessed be the Angels of Silver, May we be so blessed as to follow their path."

Turning to the mosaic and drawing her Silver Sword from beneath her robes, and Closing the book. She turned to the mosaic behind her. As one all the older Sisters, drew forth gleaming silver swords and fell to one knee, their swords standing straight in front of them. The eldest sister atop the pulpit followed suit. The other Clergy and priests bowed their heads as well as the younger sisters. As one resonating voice the entire hall spoke.

"Blessed be our Lord, our Savior, our Protector, the Eternal God Emperor atop his Golden throne. May our Faith in him Strengthen us, May our Faith in him Embolden us, May our Faith in him Protect us and allow us to fight against the most Blasphemous of foes. Blessed be the Emperor, and Blessed be his Silver Angels. May their holy strength, their armor of silver and faith, their pure silver blades strike down the Emperor's foes in his holy name. To them we give our faith that we may emulate their actions and protect those who are pure and good so that one day we may fight alongside them in the darkest of places and bring the Emperor's wrath upon those deserving of it."

 

As one all the sisters rise to their feet, sheathing their blades. They make the symbol of the aquila and begin to leave the hall. Rising to her feet the High Sister, she walks up the pulpit to retrieve the book left there... she turns to look at the mosaic wiping the tear away from her cheek from earlier, he finger lingers on the silver sword embedded in her cheek. She says quietly in high Gothic...

 

"Beatus exsisto Argentum Miles Militis, May suum mucro Servo nos totus"

(Blessed be the Silver knights, May their Swords Protect us all)

 

For a second she blinks up at the mosaic, she could have swore she saw the silver warriors shimmer. She nods her head and leaves the hall.

 

This is mostly fluff for an order of sisters I plan to field with my grey knights... This is early in their Order's history before they come to serve the inquisition more fervently and begin to have the honor of fighting alongside the knights in battle. I plan to convert the sisters with silver swords at the waist, although I have to get the bits for that.

[Tauren]

Not even a comment... how harsh -..-