"Ha ha, I was merely stating my mind. I am very much surprised you survived the God of Changes realm. But, I'm not risking anything that will get me Killed, banished or worse. If Noiratrom recruited you, I must oblige to not tear a throat out."
It was clear he wasn't going to take any shit today. He must be on his special week.
"As I stated, I'm not risking being killed again."
He said.
"For the record, I was only a Servant of Chaos due to a series of unfortunate events. I had no control of it."
"That..is actually spot on. Tzeentch was listening to my thoughts..tempting me with power, if I gave him my soul. Being the complete idiot I was, he took my soul. At the time I barely knew what Tzeentch was."
The Sorcerer said.
"After centuries of doing his bidding I was given the title Chaos Lord. Shortly after I met my downfall at Noiratrom."
"Yes..though there are bigger threats."
He responded.
"Though I do not believe in benevolent Chaos Gods, as that goes against the whole point of Chaos. I believe Noiratrom could accomplish something."
"That's a bizarre statement. Then again we are in the warp.."
Feryuns Crystalized Warp Fire shards floated to his hand, in which he held it up to his face.
"This metallic shell bothers me too much.."
[i]"You're not very greatful, huh? I understand why you and others would want you to stay quiet..."[/i]
They had travelled the mountains, and were now on the flat path into Slaanesh's realm.
Now Feryun wasn't a edgy fück anymore.
"I wouldn't say it doesn't have it uses, oh it does. But right now we should just focus on our goal, instead of me dragging everyone down."
Ha, semi 4th wall break.