Les custodes consciencieusement se plaignaient avec la force d'un poing de seigneurs de guerre titans. Comment ces imbéciles sont - ils arrivés à diriger les chapitres et à commander ce pouvoir? L'arme mise au point et capable de porter à porter en une fraction de seconde, il regardait chercher des points faibles dans chaque membre du groupe.
Élever sa voix calmement, et se calmer à mesure que la sentence commence à se terminer.
Je ne suis d'aucun de vous pour commander le maître du chapitre. Vous pouvez me forcer à partir. Je travaille uniquement pour le Dieu emparor. 
Je regarde autour de la pièce, imbéciles.
Un Xenos. C'est très peu orthodoxe. Je devrais peut-être demander à un oïgan. Je pourrais avoir moins de mal à la tête, la quantité d'air chaud ici pourrait chauffer un réacteur de vaisseau.
Les querelles pourraient nuire quelque peu aux négociations. 
Ajouter un ton cool à la fin, en jugeant qu'ils devraient savoir mieux et calmement se tenir sur le bord de la pièce.
Name: Asura Valus (do i need to do a full name lol... we all know how long custodes names are!)
Species: Adaptus Custodes, gene altered human.
Gender: Male
Age: 327
Appearance(Picture or description will do):
  
Standing a head above a space marine , powerfully built and clad in the advanced power Armour of the custodes, short cropped dark hair and a a face of a unforgiving man that despite his age seems not to change thanks to advanced bio enhancements of the emperors Praetorian. a single scar runs down his cheek, a mark of a rare battle where the Custodes where called to suppress a cult who spawned on Terra after it grew too large, the blade cursed by foul poisons scarred even superhuman flesh.
His armour stands out being painted black, with red details set with gemstones on the shoulder and a purple plume and robe signifying his rank and company. Chosen to join the elite of the emperors sons, he was chosen in a subtle screening of population during a routine check for mutants. A perfect match his family was approached and made to disapeer a while later.
Training, blood games and duty asignments followed. selected to join the warders who guard the vaults they soon learned truths few others are permitted to know, the golden throne was failing.
With the retrurn of the Primarch reborn was the chance the warders had waited for and joined the crusade outwards using it as a cover for there own goals and 10,000 year old mission to save there lord from his failing tomb in the palace by any means necessary including murder, betrayal or assassination.
Bio: Asura is a member of the Warders of the vaults, a subsect assigned to guard the lower levels of the palace and specialists in urban and underground warfare.
Equipment:
Guardian Spear. Artificer wrought weapons carried as long as they have guarded there lord. master crafted Power blade and built in bolter. a mightly least 8 feet in length.
Praesidium Shield, Large artificer wrought storm shield
Power dagger, Finely crafted power daggers the size of a mortal sword, symbol of there rank also.
Grenades, Mixed grenades.
Despite there weapons nature and size the custodes are so trained they are proficient even in crampt conditions.
Rank: Shield Captain. (by technically nerd level lore. Sheilds captain leads a squad but also there adaptus is highly placed and respected. A custodes by fluff originally was a emesery of a the emparor at times. There rank systems varies greatly compared to the stanfard impirum systems.)
Npc's(false characters you interact with): Talon 12. a agent in the employ of the ordo.
Other: the golden throne is failing and the next generations of warders are seeking to repair it and save there Lord. The Emparors elite now seek technology, information or anything to save there lord and will do whatever it takes to see the task achieved. If it means killing allies or not.
WAAAARGH!

PS color should have a "u" in it ;)