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NPCCovered in dust and blood, the Zarkovian soldiers crowd around Seberian, quietly talking to each other. Seberian himself hardly looks better: some of his augmetics are damaged and his sacred unguent slowly drips onto the floor. He sees you and gestures the soldiers to be silent. "[Name]. My time has come."

NPC"This is where I must take my leave of you and your retinue. We will meet again, if we are so destined by the God-Emperor's will. And if we are not," Seberian bows his head. "Then our farewells are best said now."

YOU"What are you planning to do, Seberian?"

NPC"Many years ago, when I took the Crimson Dance of Khaine out of that crypt, I attracted the attention of an abominable xenos. Centuries later, the dynasty is still paying the price for the mistake I made. So, I am going to search for the Crimson Dance of Khaine, [Name]. It's only fair that the sword that started this conflict should put a long-overdue end to it as well. There is a pattern to it, don't you think? As though this was destined to happen."

YOU"What are you planning to do, Seberian?"continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Farewells? What, do you intend to die?"

NPC"Let us face the truth, [Name]." Seberian extends a hand and clenches and then unclenches his metal fist. "I'm no longer as agile as I was in the days of my youth — not that I avoided grievous wounds even then. Look around you: we are in enemy territory, and the enemy is laying wicked schemes against us. To believe ourselves invulnerable to their cunning would be an admission of our own foolishness. But I am no fool, [Name]. And I do not think you are either."

YOU"What are you planning to do, Seberian?"continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Farewells? What, do you intend to die?"continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Why are you going after the blade alone? The Koronus Expanse needs you!"

NPC"No, it does not." Seberian shakes his head sadly, yet you read something that looks like warmth in his eyes. "But I am grateful for your words. Do not think it has escaped my notice how the Koronus Expanse has changed. All that I knew and valued has been lost."

NPC"I do not belong in this time. I am a relic now, a vestige of the past whom a freak turn of events landed in the present." A deep, sorrowful resonance fills your ancestor's mechanical voice. "I am no fool and no madman, so I accept my lot. I want but one final thing, and that is to discontinue this accursed cycle. It is my gift to the protectorate, [Name]. The only one this decrepit body of mine can give."

YOU"You could help me rule the protectorate. Your experience is invaluable."

NPC"You are in no need of instruction from me, [Name]. I've been observing you, and I have to admit that I have nothing to teach you. You have made mistakes — but so did I. What matters more is that you meet your foes' challenges and are firm in your decisions. My presence at your side would only stir up those who wish you ill, thus weakening the dynasty — and that's not what I want for the protectorate."

YOU"You could help me rule the protectorate. Your experience is invaluable."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"You are wrong! Just imagine what we could achieve together."

NPCThe vox-synthesiser makes a mocking trill. "You are a dreamer, [Name], and that is what I like about you. Your aspirations know no limits. But as much as I would like to share this eagerness with you, your words will not break my resolve today. Instead, I am entrusting you with my dream of distant stars. Carry it proudly, for you are a worthy heir of House von Valancius. Bring greatness to our protectorate — for us both."

YOU"You could help me rule the protectorate. Your experience is invaluable."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"You are wrong! Just imagine what we could achieve together."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"I can see you have already made your decision. I will not try to dissuade you."

NPC"In a way, my decisions are already history. All that I strove for has been carried away by the winds of time. Only a single mistake stands between me and oblivion, and once I correct it, I may lay myself to rest. Perhaps the God-Emperor will accept me after my death, and I will accomplish more glorious deeds at His side, fighting His enemies."

NPC"So I will find the Crimson Dance of Khaine, and together we will vanquish the xenos." Seberian raises a hand and clenches his fist, as though the detested blade were already in his grasp.

YOU"I do not share your fatalist outlook, Seberian."

NPC"You will understand someday, my heir. When centuries of your life have gone by, and every decision you ever made is a heavy burden upon your shoulders. When you begin to feel like a relic of the past, remember my words: sometimes a withered old branch should be pruned to keep the tree healthy. The dynasty before everything, [Name]."

YOU"I do not share your fatalist outlook, Seberian."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"But if we succeed, what next?"

NPC"My dream was to reach parts of the void yet unexplored by humanity, to know their terror — and their grandeur." He pauses for a moment, fascinated by the image in his mind's eye. "But it is only a dream, one that may never be fulfilled."

YOU"I do not share your fatalist outlook, Seberian."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"But if we succeed, what next?"continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Trazyn claimed Laria is alive and in his clutches. Don't you want to find her?"

NPCSeberian's expression darkens at your words. "Not a single word of Trazyn's is to be believed. But if he is holding Laria... I have seen what the xenos does to his captives. Laria is lost to the dynasty — and to me. I buried and grieved for my daughter the moment the portal slammed shut behind my back, and all I can do now is avenge her."

NPC"But, if my daughter is alive, in whatever state the abominable xenos's captivity may have left her, I will take her with me to the cold stars." Seberian breaks off. "But hope is a foolish sentiment, [Name]."

YOU"I do not share your fatalist outlook, Seberian."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"But if we succeed, what next?"continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Trazyn claimed Laria is alive and in his clutches. Don't you want to find her?"continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Tell me your plan."

NPC"I will set out to search for the sword. In the meantime, you must find a way to get to Trazyn. Once I have the blade, we will give battle to the xenos and unleash the might of the Crimson Dance of Khaine upon his unholy head! The augurs have already scanned the chambers and will give you the coordinates where we will reunite. If I am not back at the designated time, go on without me."

YOU"I do not share your fatalist outlook, Seberian."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"But if we succeed, what next?"continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Trazyn claimed Laria is alive and in his clutches. Don't you want to find her?"continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Tell me your plan."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Ours is far from a familial relationship, but we will stand together in battle."

NPC"I do not share your views on ruling the protectorate, but history will sort everything out."

YOU"I do not share your fatalist outlook, Seberian."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"But if we succeed, what next?"continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Trazyn claimed Laria is alive and in his clutches. Don't you want to find her?"continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Tell me your plan."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Ours is far from a familial relationship, but we will stand together in battle."continues where this line first appears above