Phoenix Logs/Campaign Logs/Floats Low But Steady

From the journal of Val 'Telram, Sangheili Guard and translator.

I was overseeing a group of Huragoks when I heard the shrieking of metal, an

almost animalistic cry that pulled at my gut as the Sentinels tore the Enduring

Conviction apart. I would have given anything to be with my clan brothers then,

to die as a warrior's death among my brethren. Instead, I watched helpless as the

Sentinels carved up the ship - my home and family.

The shame I felt nearly drove me to madness. It had been weeks since I had

even unsheathed my blade, but they told me my skills as an interpreter were

more important than my swordsmanship. When we left the Covenant to join

with Atriox, we lost access to all logistics and docking support. No more repair

crews, just the few Huragoks we happened to have on board when the

Shipmaster pledged allegiance to the Banished.

My ability to communicate with the Huragoks, the sign language and the

patience requiered to learn it, quickly isolated me from my own kind. While my

brothers fought in battle, I was to work with the Huragoks to secure resources

and unlock ancient technology. How I wished we had a Unggoy Deacon that

could have taken my place. I felt less than a warrior.

Now at last I feel that vengeance and redemption is within my reach, and the

instrument is the very thing that has separated me from my warrior brothers.

Atriox has charged the mysterious Lekgolo known as Colony to seek out

Forerunner weapons, and it has found a long forgotten ship. I have been

assigned to watch over and communicate with a Huragok, which goes by the

name of 'Floats Low But Steady' because of its habit of almost skimming the

ground as it works. Within the span of a day, it has started 'talking' to the ship

and the launching systems that hold it. I consider myself fluent, but there are

occasional words I cannot accurately translate. The closest translations seems to

be 'bloom', 'grow' or 'seed'.

The Jiralhanae look with disgust as I work with Floats Low as they fear what

they do not understand, but they cannot hide their awe at the results. The

Ship seems to grow and rebuilt itself from the very launch system, a spear to

drive deep into the heart of our enemies.

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