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Name: The Listener

Age:Unknown

Chapter:Unknown

Rank:Unknown

Bio:The Listener is a being shrouded in mystery. Not once has disclosed even some of the most basic facts about his purpose, identity or even his abilities. His witnesses Know only where he has promised to reveal the answers they desperately seek about him, and his purpose. However, within certain ancient records, known only to those lucky enough to have had access to them, a similar being was recorded as being seen long ago, in the presence of several Xenos encounters just after the Horus heresy, including the Jorgalli and other xenos races.

Appearance: Full armor and appearance underneath are currently unknown, what has been seen is the arms and legs of resplendent silver astartes power armor and a heavy white cloak bordered with gold.

Gear:Unkown 

(This will be more fleshed out after the first few posts when I reveal more info on the listener)

"Burn the heretic. Kill the mutant. Purge the unclean" the edicts of imperial law are quite clear, simple and straight forward. And the chapters of the Adeptus Astartes are no strangers to the destruction of enemies from heretics and traitors to terrible xeno monstrosities. You are no different, you have followed the orders of your chapter and the wider Imperium for as long as you have drawn breath, and much of that time you have been a space marine. But recently, you have seen strange things. Whilst you slept visions of a being, wreathed in radiant white light so bright it was blinding. It spoke in strange tounges, alien to your ears, and its form was no less strange. Upon waking you may simply have shrugged it off, warp sickness perhaps. But even if you did, strange phantoms began to skirt the edges of your vision, strange apparitions ghosted through your sight on fields of battle, but no one else seemed to spot them, unless one of your brothers had also experienced the dream. Perhaps you visited the Apothecary, or a Chaplain, or librarian, but none could give an explanation. Then, one day whilst separated from your brothers, by chance, choice or duty, a strange marine approached you. In radiant silver power armor and wearing a cloak of white bordered with gold he came to you, and said he knew of your plight, of the phantoms, and the dream. He called himself the listener, and told you these events meant you had purpose beyond your own perception, that you had worth beyond reckoning, and that he could guide you to this purpose. Perhaps you scoffed, or even attacked the marine, but he would simply disappear as if he were no more than an apparition, and then the phantoms returned. Eventually you gave in to your curiosity, and upon another isolated combat zone he came to you, and gave you the coordinates of a meeting place, where he would tell those chosen of their destiny. Perhaps you will attend of curiosity alone, or perhaps you intend to somehow corner the strange marine and wring an answer from him, either way now you have arrived, secretly, and are now with other marines like you, plagued with vision, waiting to have their answers.

Welcome battle brothers! I am your guide through these troubled times. This RP is sorta a reboot of an older RP I accidentally let slip into obscurity, though this one has marked differences (mainly that we begin as loyalist marines and not traitors)

In this RP you each play one (or two) "Witnesses", space marines who have seen what I, the listener, have termed "Ghosts of the truth". Which I will elaborate on more after the RP begins. Suffice to say despite being from different companies or even chspters, you are all now gathered together, which is where our story truly begins

I already have the OOC up for those interested! 

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/82651-the-voice-of-truth-wh40k-space-marine-rp/ooc

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