Scientia Potentia Est
This is the first post of a fantic about the Mentor Legion.
I like to write about interesting Chapters, and thought Id give these fellas a go.
Comments and Crit more then welcome, aswell as general opinions.
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Scientia Potentia Est
Elite Cadre Van-Zhi readied his bolter, keeping his eyes on the oncoming genestealer Purii horde, the mass of snarling xenos fighting amongst themselves to be the first to meet the solitary Mentor Legion Space Marine.
The auto-threat sensors of the Astartesí Mark VIII armour was being triggered by the proximity of the charging xenos, alerting him to the imminent risk presented by the approaching pack of genestealers. As his sensors worked at a dizzying speed, Van-Zhiís visor readouts began to fill with warning runes and suggested combat tactics, packing his vision with a rapid flow of data. The dazzling array of information would swamp the mind of a normal human.
The Elite Cadre did nothing to cancel the statistics flashing up before his eyes, Van-Zhi welcoming the influx of data as it filtered through his suit systems to be logged by the mem-capsule within the armourís chest compartment. Every moment of Van-Zhiís undertaking was being stored for cataloguing by Memoria, the immense librarium housed within the Mentor Legionís monastery.
Van-Zhi was proud that he could once again add to that grand collection of combat data.
The motto of the Chapter entered his thoughts as he looked through the flickering reams of statistics and data at the Purii as the foul xenos drew closer, the same maxim displayed in hand-stitched characters on the long banner hanging from Van-Zhiís waist.
Scientia Potentia Est.
Knowledge is Power.
The data Van-Zhi was collecting while facing this genestealer horde would increase the Imperiumís power, strengthening mankindís position in the eternal conflict against its enemies.
It was the duty of every Mentor Legion Astartes to contribute to Memoria, even if it resulted in death or disfigurement.
Van-Zhi was determined that neither outcome would befall him on this assignment. He fired in to the mass of gibbering xenos, the enhanced ammo of his bolter tearing chunks from hardened carapaces and blowing holes through exposed flesh.
As previous genestealer combat experience logged by fellow Mentors passed in front of his eyes, the Elite Cadre drew his power sword, thumbing the antique weapon in to life as he magna-holstered his bolter to his chest.
The sword humming in Van-Zhiís ceramite-encased fist dated from the time of the Great Crusade, and had once been carried by a Luna Wolf Captain. The weapon now belonged to the Mentor Astartes, gifted to him after passing the Final Exam that signified his entry in to the ranks of the Elite Cadre.
Raising the ancient weapon, Van-Zhi reached down and activated the Time Warper device attached to his belt.