Trazyn"A young and primitive civilisation, diligently exploring the region for the past several centuries. Rarely do they achieve anything of substance, and yet even such unremarkable creatures can at times leave a mark on history."
YOU[Examine the embellished casket]
Trazyn"...who led Humanity's campaign in the region this race calls the Calixis Sector. These remains of Drusus — unlike those held by others of his kind — are genuine. Had they been in Humanity's possession, they would have been lost after a scant few millennia..."
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YOU[Look at the war machine]
Trazyn"...curious that this specimen was deemed precious enough to be encased in such a construct. Sister Messima, as she was called, was completing some march of penance in the region, which ended with her entering my collection..."
YOU[Examine the embellished casket]continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Look at the war machine]continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Step away]
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Trazyn(sequence)
ArgentaArgenta gazes bitterly at her fellow Sister of Battle, frozen in eternal imprisonment. "We should have found a way to free this noble sister... but all these years in unholy captivity may have riddled her soul and body with corruption..." She shakes her head and turns away.
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YOU[Look at the war machine]continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Step away]continues where this line first appears above
Trazyn(sequence)
Abelard"Foul xenos wretch!" Abelard turns bright red at Trazyn's words. The Seneschal is clearly fighting the urge to get into an altercation with the projection, which is entirely indifferent to present events.