Azureus found that understanding the other's dialect was as if he were speaking to his own men; something he was indeed thankful for. It was obvious the burden of their appointed task was easily understood by each man, at least from what Azureus could tell by the look on their faces matching his. As daunting as it was it was an important task. Possibly the most important of any history, and now these men were to be the saviors of litterally everyone that has ever existed? Azureus sighed as he placed his helmet underneath his arms and made his way to the others.<br/><br/>"Well if we are to go forward with this and possibly even die together. We should make quick with our introductions then be on our way, yes?" Azureus started.<br/><br/>"I am Azureus. I'm...was a Myrmidon under the command of Achilles himself" he spoke proudly with his fist over his heart, a typical salute of respect.