“The only truly automatic weapon is one which you can leave on the shelf and ignore entirely henceforth, only to occasionally hear about your enemies mysteriously dying.”
– “To Sleep, Perchance To Kill”, Ostár Sargas-ith-Sargas
Despite the many quirks of the House of Blood-Streaked Marble¹, the most curious features of the House Sargas estate are not to be found there, but rather fifty miles north in the small hill town of Voivars, buried in the high valleys of the Dragon's Nest Range. Voivars
“We should not hate our enemies. Hatred is a poison which, like acid, eats away at the integrity of the spirit, to the destruction of those who indulge it. Rather, we should seek to understand our enemies, such that we may encompass the regrettable necessity of their annihilation with a
It’s known that the eldrae (and Imperial culture generally) place a premium on rational belief, but they also place a great amount of value on preserving extant diversity of beliefs and opinions inasmuch as they can be reconciled with rationality. Given this, what do they make of Aumann’s
The figure clinging to the side of People’s Security Observation Platform Number Three would have been barely noticeable even to a careful observer. The ambioptics of his chameleon cloak, whose electrostatics held it still and in position against the satellite’s hull, perfectly reflected the appearance of that hull
Despite centuries of terrible research by terrible people, sophotechnology has not provided either protein or machine intelligences with any viable technique to sandbox evil. Istar Essenye, wakener
(Random things said with no other place to go, so I shall save them and post them in eights from time to time.) Good, in the moral sense, is difficult and may be impossible to define objectively. I prefer to concern myself with ethical correctness, which is at least calculable.
Perhaps they would have been more successful had their god spent more time teaching them how to stand, rather than how to kneel. Gen. Cassian Amarens, 13th (“Winter Wolves”) Imperial Legion, after the final assault on Firital
They call me a warmonger? Then they are correct. Pacifism in the face of evil is concession to Entropy; therefore I mong war. Therefore it is the policy of this branch to mong war. And therefore we intend to go on monging war until the last tyrant in the universe