Post by Theofonias on Dec 19, 2009 2:00:51 GMT
Entering into the darkened room you see Theofonias in his heavily engraved battle armor standing among 4 humans. The diodes from the surrounding control panels flash a multitude of colors on their red robes though not revealing their hood darkened faces. The men standing before you are strangely shaped; as if a tarp was thrown over some impressionistic piece of art. A multitude of green dots twinkle out of one of their hoods where eyes should have been.
Having the last of you inside Theofonias steps aside so they may all be in view.
"As you know we are underway to intercept a space hulk. What you do not know is why."
Turning his hand palm upwards and indicating the Machine Cultists behind him he says, "This is Magos Yaddeth and his entourage. They came into contact with us some time ago with an unusual request. Magos."
The man with green stars for eyes stepped forward and with a audible click-whoosh of his respirator he muttered the Incantation for Graphical Acquisition, springing a hologram into life. There twirling slowly in a soft blue light appears an almost spherical amalgamation of metals. To a poet it would be most romantically summed up as a star that was frozen in the midst of 1000s of violent solar flares, coated with metal, and allowed to rust.
Click-whoosh, "What you are seeing is the space hulk known to us as, the Marothil. The last time it has been seen was 340 years ago. We tried sending for assistance with cleansing and excavation but a large warp storm interrupted travel and they arrived several months too late. During that time one time one of our Order flew his collector barge close enough to begin removing pieces that were of interest. It was then that the space hulk began to transition back to the Immaterium."
With a soft whirl a slim and sophisticated mechadenrite tipped with a needle sharp precision instrument indicated one of the flares on the giant hulk.
"That used to be the Metallum Spiritus. Before Magos Leimen was taken into the warp he indicated that through the use of servitors he had acquired a STC of unknown origin and purpose."
With that Theofonias stepped forward, "Our mission, while the detachment of Skitarii and Praetorians are cleansing the bulk of the Marothil we will strike in what used to be the Metallum Spiritus. Are there any questions?"
Having the last of you inside Theofonias steps aside so they may all be in view.
"As you know we are underway to intercept a space hulk. What you do not know is why."
Turning his hand palm upwards and indicating the Machine Cultists behind him he says, "This is Magos Yaddeth and his entourage. They came into contact with us some time ago with an unusual request. Magos."
The man with green stars for eyes stepped forward and with a audible click-whoosh of his respirator he muttered the Incantation for Graphical Acquisition, springing a hologram into life. There twirling slowly in a soft blue light appears an almost spherical amalgamation of metals. To a poet it would be most romantically summed up as a star that was frozen in the midst of 1000s of violent solar flares, coated with metal, and allowed to rust.
Click-whoosh, "What you are seeing is the space hulk known to us as, the Marothil. The last time it has been seen was 340 years ago. We tried sending for assistance with cleansing and excavation but a large warp storm interrupted travel and they arrived several months too late. During that time one time one of our Order flew his collector barge close enough to begin removing pieces that were of interest. It was then that the space hulk began to transition back to the Immaterium."
With a soft whirl a slim and sophisticated mechadenrite tipped with a needle sharp precision instrument indicated one of the flares on the giant hulk.
"That used to be the Metallum Spiritus. Before Magos Leimen was taken into the warp he indicated that through the use of servitors he had acquired a STC of unknown origin and purpose."
With that Theofonias stepped forward, "Our mission, while the detachment of Skitarii and Praetorians are cleansing the bulk of the Marothil we will strike in what used to be the Metallum Spiritus. Are there any questions?"
