WatcherThe tall creature resembles a human only remotely. Held upright on the metal tentacles that serve as its legs, it stares at you with a single eye that glows dimly in the gloom.
WatcherFinally, one of the creature's limbs extends in a lofty gesture, after which perfectly intelligible words in Low Gothic pour forth from the narrow slit that crosses its face where its mouth is: "I offer my greetings to you in the galleries of the Great Museion, visitor." The xenos's pronunciation and word stress are flawless, but the tone is devoid of humanity.
YOU"I wish to know your name. Who are you?"
Watcher"I am Chronomancer Amatekh the Faithful, vassal of the Nihilakh dynasty, one of the Wardens of the Museion." He gives you an indifferent look, yet you can still feel the contempt it carries. "It is my duty to maintain the exhibits to the fullest extent possible, safeguarding them from encroachment."
YOU"I wish to know your name. Who are you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I saw a thing, similar in appearance to you, at the entrance to this place..."
Watcher"A pejorative definition is semantically inappropriate in your utterance, primitive creature." The metal plate replacing the xenos's face shows no emotion, but you read displeasure in the movements of his many limbs. "You have indeed beheld the Warden to whom the Infinite has entrusted the protection of the outer gates of the Museion."
YOU"I wish to know your name. Who are you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I saw a thing, similar in appearance to you, at the entrance to this place..."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"The Great Museion? What is this place?"
Watcher"This vault of rarities belongs to Trazyn the Infinite, Preserver of Histories, Archeovist of the Solemnace Galleries. A multitude of historical artefacts that have been deemed worthy of the Overlord's attention are gathered here at his will. The hall you see now contains remarkable artefacts from the Koronus Expanse."
YOU"There are other halls?"
Watcher"Countless more. Some contain artefacts from the farthest reaches of the galaxy. Others serve as transcendent dungeons for beings of unfathomable power who once drank the stars dry. Access to them is denied to you, as it is to other specimens of inferior races."
YOU"There are other halls?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am seeking the Crimson Dance of Khaine. Is it here?"
Watcher"There is an object by that name among the exhibits in this gallery. It is located just beyond the historical diorama in the centre of the room, the one dedicated to the primitive who once stole that same object." The polyhedrons hovering above the Chronomancer's head shimmer and rotate to the rhythm of his measured speech.
YOU"There are other halls?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am seeking the Crimson Dance of Khaine. Is it here?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I have heard all I wished to know."
WatcherThe Necron says nothing, in no hurry to dignify you with further conversation.
YOU"I wish to know your name. Who are you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I saw a thing, similar in appearance to you, at the entrance to this place..."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"The Great Museion? What is this place?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Let me pass, and no one will be harmed."
WatcherThe Necron holds out a hand with a staff clutched in it in front of him, more warning than threatening. "Visitor, you are of an inferior race. As Warden, it is my duty to bar entry to any who might damage the exhibits."
YOU"I have come for the relic that belongs to my dynasty, and I will not leave without it."
Watcher"I do not know of what you speak, visitor. There is nothing here that belongs to you or your Imperium, and that is an inviolable truth." The tip of the Warden's staff points straight at your chest, casting a menacing glow. "Any attempts to dispute this truth will result in your annihilation."
YOU"I have come for the relic that belongs to my dynasty, and I will not leave without it."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I have no intention of damaging anything. I give you my word."
Watcher"You will go no further, primitive creature." The Necron's weapon swings sharply, but not in your direction. It is aimed at the Guardsmen. "Your existence ends here." The tip of the staff flashes, and a cascade of green sparks passes over the bodies of the captive fighters, bending them to the xenos's malevolent will.
WatcherAfter gracing you with one last disinterested glance, the Warden phases out of reality in a flare of green light. The Krieg soldiers spring into motion, turning their faces covered by rebreathers in your direction and raising their lasguns.
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YOU[Step forward] "I will say it for the last time: stand aside, xenos."
Watcher"You will go no further, primitive creature." The Necron's weapon swings sharply, but not in your direction. It is aimed at the Guardsmen. "Your existence ends here." The tip of the staff flashes, and a cascade of green sparks passes over the bodies of the captive fighters, bending them to the xenos's malevolent will.continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am a Rogue Trader, and it is you unholy fiends who will show me reverence. I will take whatever I please from this place."
Watcher"You will go no further, primitive creature." The Necron's weapon swings sharply, but not in your direction. It is aimed at the Guardsmen. "Your existence ends here." The tip of the staff flashes, and a cascade of green sparks passes over the bodies of the captive fighters, bending them to the xenos's malevolent will.
WatcherAfter gracing you with one last disinterested glance, the Warden phases out of reality in a flare of green light. The Krieg soldiers spring into motion, turning their faces covered by rebreathers in your direction and raising their lasguns.
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YOU"I have no intention of damaging anything. I give you my word."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Step forward] "I will say it for the last time: stand aside, xenos."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am a Rogue Trader, and it is you unholy fiends who will show me reverence. I will take whatever I please from this place."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Get out of my way, creature, or death awaits you."
WatcherThe Necron subtly steps back, holding out a skeletonised hand clutching a staff. "Visitor, you show a lack of reverence for Lord Trazyn and his collection... which is to be expected from a member of an inferior race. As Warden, it is my duty to block the path of anyone who might damage the exhibits."
YOU"I have come for the relic that belongs to my dynasty, and I will not leave without it."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I have no intention of damaging anything. I give you my word."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Step forward] "I will say it for the last time: stand aside, xenos."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am a Rogue Trader, and it is you unholy fiends who will show me reverence. I will take whatever I please from this place."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I have heard all I wished to know."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am seeking the Crimson Dance of Khaine. Is it here?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I have heard all I wished to know."continues where this line first appears above
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MarazhaiMarazhai makes a pensive sound. "I believe I have heard the name — long ago, in passing. Which means that this Oghyr is... most very prominent among his own kind, to be known even in the Dark City."
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Argenta"He collects titles, too, as well as everything else... Well, Lord Captain, let's add to the list of his credentials. 'Ashes at the Feet of the Imperium,' 'Stripped of Trophies,' 'Cleansed by Fire'... and 'Witness to the Power of the Holy Throne'!" The Sister of Battle grips her weapon with such force, as though she were holding back a ferocious dog lunging toward prey.
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YOU"Let me pass, and no one will be harmed."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Get out of my way, creature, or death awaits you."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"The Great Museion? What is this place?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Let me pass, and no one will be harmed."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Get out of my way, creature, or death awaits you."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I saw a thing, similar in appearance to you, at the entrance to this place..."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"The Great Museion? What is this place?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Let me pass, and no one will be harmed."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Get out of my way, creature, or death awaits you."continues where this line first appears above