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"Your heart has grown soft, Aries" The old primarch growled as their 'visitors' departed from the massive water-filled chamber. Mathis rose from his throne and slowly made his way to the pond before him, the sweet scent of the water lilies guiding him. "A thousand years ago, you would have slain any outsider without question."
He slowly lowered himself down to sit beside the waters edge as he heard his son growl back at him in frustration. "A thousand years ago, our streets were lit and our people did not have to scavenge for food at the edge of a crumbling city!" The Prince snapped and he hopped onto one of the rocks in front of Mathis. His clawed toes scratched the stone slightly and his father lifted his head up towards him. Aries gestured to the city outside the closed doors and his mandibles shivered in disappointment, his secondary vocals resonating with concern.
"The people are content, fledgling." Said Mathis as he picked up a floating lily with his talons tracing the petals softly.
"That's because they don't know any better, Fahim." Aries shook his head as he slumped down on his perch, his clawed feet sending ripples in Mathis' direction. The Turians were once a great people but now they lived in ruin. His jaw plates drooped once more in horror. By the Spirits, if their ancestors saw just how far they had fallen, they would weep in despair.
"Aries..." Mathis crooned a warning as though his blind eyes could still see right through him. "What those outsiders have to teach us, we already know."
Areus rolled his eyes. "Fahim, our way of life is dying!"
Mathis slid right into the water, feeling the cool sensation under his toes then around his ankles. Slowly, the old turian walked through the ankle high water then reached out and rested a hand on his son's shoulder. "Our way of life is preserved." The Primarch reassured lifting his son's chin up gently. "Aries, when you take the throne one day, you will understand..."
He slowly lowered himself down to sit beside the waters edge as he heard his son growl back at him in frustration. "A thousand years ago, our streets were lit and our people did not have to scavenge for food at the edge of a crumbling city!" The Prince snapped and he hopped onto one of the rocks in front of Mathis. His clawed toes scratched the stone slightly and his father lifted his head up towards him. Aries gestured to the city outside the closed doors and his mandibles shivered in disappointment, his secondary vocals resonating with concern.
"The people are content, fledgling." Said Mathis as he picked up a floating lily with his talons tracing the petals softly.
"That's because they don't know any better, Fahim." Aries shook his head as he slumped down on his perch, his clawed feet sending ripples in Mathis' direction. The Turians were once a great people but now they lived in ruin. His jaw plates drooped once more in horror. By the Spirits, if their ancestors saw just how far they had fallen, they would weep in despair.
"Aries..." Mathis crooned a warning as though his blind eyes could still see right through him. "What those outsiders have to teach us, we already know."
Areus rolled his eyes. "Fahim, our way of life is dying!"
Mathis slid right into the water, feeling the cool sensation under his toes then around his ankles. Slowly, the old turian walked through the ankle high water then reached out and rested a hand on his son's shoulder. "Our way of life is preserved." The Primarch reassured lifting his son's chin up gently. "Aries, when you take the throne one day, you will understand..."
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