TrazynThe strange product of xenosorcery gives off a shimmering glow. Your hopes of seeing the deck of your flagship on the other side are dashed — you see only a vortex of alien energy.
YOU[Examine the portal]
YOU"A rather obsequious valediction for someone you called a pest, wouldn't you say?"
YOU"I am not entering that portal. I will not repeat Seberian's mistake."
Trazyn, Lord of HistoriesSilence reigns, and then it is broken by the xenos's gratified laughter. "Well done, human — your ability to draw conclusions from experience does you credit."
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YOU[Enter the glowing opening]
TrazynIn the moment that your body plunges into the transdimensional vortex born of xenosorcery, you sense the echoes of spiteful laughter sounding behind you...
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Trazyn"What is so surprising about my desire to be rid of you as soon as possible?" The Necron's voice is even, arrogant, and... utterly false. As if he is suppressing a malevolent smirk that imbues his very words with acid.
YOU[Examine the portal]continues where this line first appears above
YOU"A rather obsequious valediction for someone you called a pest, wouldn't you say?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am not entering that portal. I will not repeat Seberian's mistake."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Enter the glowing opening]continues where this line first appears above
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Trazyn"What is so surprising about my desire to be rid of you as soon as possible?" The Necron's voice is even and arrogant.
YOU[Examine the portal]continues where this line first appears above
YOU"A rather obsequious valediction for someone you called a pest, wouldn't you say?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am not entering that portal. I will not repeat Seberian's mistake."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Enter the glowing opening]continues where this line first appears above
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TrazynSomething about this strange creation of xenosorcery — the structure, the colour, the way it seems to pulse — makes your skin crawl. You recognise the features of the portal that once transported you into the looped reality of the exhibit, a trap that you escaped only by a sheer miracle.
YOU[Examine the portal]continues where this line first appears above
YOU"A rather obsequious valediction for someone you called a pest, wouldn't you say?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am not entering that portal. I will not repeat Seberian's mistake."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Enter the glowing opening]continues where this line first appears above
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Trazyn, Lord of HistoriesThe Necron stills, regarding you. After several moments, the voice of Trazyn the Infinite slices through the silence: "I must commend you, human. For one your kind, you fight with remarkable determination — or amusing hopelessness. Perhaps you possess some quality after all that will one day earn you a place in my collection."
Trazyn, Lord of Histories"You have distracted me so long with your pitiful attempts at resistance that I am now able to soberly consider the fate of this Museion and even resign myself to its loss. After all, it is only a small portion of it, an insignificant collection in an insignificant corner of the galaxy. So I will repeat my offer: Seberian von Valancius in exchange for the Warrant. I will even let you have the Crimson Dance of Khaine. It will be somewhat ironic: the little thief will have gained a legendary weapon for his dynasty after all."
YOU"If this Museion is finished, why do you need Seberian?"
Trazyn, Lord of Histories"I will take him to another vault in my collection and place him in a new exhibit. I will have to select a new moment in history, in which the Rogue Trader will play the protagonist... Perhaps I will recreate the scene that is unfolding around us right now. The crumbling Museion, the phantom hope of victory that slips through his fingers at the last moment..."
YOU"If this Museion is finished, why do you need Seberian?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I accept your offer. Take Seberian von Valancius."
SeberianYour words hang in the air. Seberian turns and looks you straight in the eye. Without a single word. An unspoken question on his face.
YOU"Your survival was a mistake, Seberian. Your era has passed and become history. This time, irrevocably."
SeberianYour ancestor sighs — and you can hear the distinct relief in his voice. "I'm... pleased. Pleased to return to oblivion. I hope the memory of your sorrowful age will be mercifully erased from my mind. Farewell, my—"
Trazyn, Lord of Histories"Enough." Trazyn clicks his fingers, and Seberian von Valancius, legend of the dynasty and illustrious Rogue Trader, vanishes, in thrall to unknown xenotechnology. The Crimson Dance of Khaine disappears along with its master, only to reappear in your hands a moment later.
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Trazyn, Lord of HistoriesTrazyn hesitates. "Hmm... Your amenability has surprised me. Perhaps I will make you one more offer."
Trazyn, Lord of Histories"Calcazar. That kin of yours, whose footsteps led you to this region. He is hiding something on one of the Tomb Worlds... something valuable. Something for which the so-called 'Yoke' was created. The Lord Inquisitor's ambitions are ludicrous in their grandiosity and doomed to fail, which is why I am making you an offer: I will help you deal with this human and the consequences of his deeds, and you — you will give me what he so covets and fears."
YOU"Do you know what that 'Nomos' thing is?"
Trazyn, Lord of HistoriesYour question hangs in the air — and, after a few moments, the thought occurs to you that Trazyn the Infinite, Preserver of Histories and Overlord of the Museion, does not wish to admit his unseemly ignorance. After an awkward pause, the Necron mutters waspishly, "I have several... theories."
YOU"Do you know what that 'Nomos' thing is?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What Calcazar so covets and fears... What is that?"
Trazyn, Lord of Histories"It is not an object. Nor is it a creature. It is a shard from an ancient epoch, vanquished and imprisoned, but still immeasurably dangerous to primitive barbarians like you. You will realise the full truth of my words when you behold it in person."
YOU"Do you know what that 'Nomos' thing is?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What Calcazar so covets and fears... What is that?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I will give you Nomos in exchange for your help."
Trazyn, Lord of Histories"The deal is done. I will collect my new acquisition from your ship when the time comes."
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YOU"I will give you what Calcazar is after in exchange for your help."
Trazyn, Lord of Histories"Excellent. I will make my appearance in the thick of things — may my arrival be a surprise to your Lord Inquisitor."
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YOU"You know what? Take Nomos and whatever Calcazar is after. I've had enough of the mysteries of the universe — they bring nothing but trouble."
Trazyn, Lord of HistoriesTrazyn lets out a self-satisfied laugh. "Wise. Short-lived species should not trifle with secrets hidden in the darkness of antiquity."
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YOU"No. No deal."
Trazyn, Lord of Histories"In that case..."
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YOU"I will give you Nomos in exchange for your help."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I will give you what Calcazar is after in exchange for your help."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"You know what? Take Nomos and whatever Calcazar is after. I've had enough of the mysteries of the universe — they bring nothing but trouble."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"No. No deal."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What Calcazar so covets and fears... What is that?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I will give you Nomos in exchange for your help."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I will give you what Calcazar is after in exchange for your help."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"You know what? Take Nomos and whatever Calcazar is after. I've had enough of the mysteries of the universe — they bring nothing but trouble."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"No. No deal."continues where this line first appears above
Trazyn, Lord of Histories"Or..." Trazyn breaks off into gleeful laughter. "Or... in exchange for a favour, I will accept into my collection one interesting article I spied on your ship when I was observing the dynasty through your eyes. I did not expect to encounter something unique on an ordinary human vessel. You call it 'Nomos.' I am intrigued by the nature of this phenomenon and would like to have it for my own — in exchange, I will help you deal with Calcazar."
YOU"Do you know what that 'Nomos' thing is?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What Calcazar so covets and fears... What is that?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I will give you Nomos in exchange for your help."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I will give you what Calcazar is after in exchange for your help."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"You know what? Take Nomos and whatever Calcazar is after. I've had enough of the mysteries of the universe — they bring nothing but trouble."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"No. No deal."continues where this line first appears above
Trazyn, Lord of Histories"We have nothing more to discuss, and your presence here is inappropriate. I have opened a dimensional passage that will lead you out of the Museion and back to your ship. Go now." The xenos speaks in a tone of weary irritation and... something else. Something strange and dangerous.
YOU[Examine the portal]continues where this line first appears above
YOU"A rather obsequious valediction for someone you called a pest, wouldn't you say?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am not entering that portal. I will not repeat Seberian's mistake."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Enter the glowing opening]continues where this line first appears above
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Heinrix"The xenos is just... obligingly sending us home?" Disbelief rings in Heinrix's voice.
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MarazhaiMarazhai narrows his eyes, surveying the portal. Catching your gaze, the Drukhari gives a subtle shake of his head.
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IdiraIdira wraps her arms around herself and begins to rock back and forth. Her lips are ringed with frost. "Beginning without end, end without beginning, connected, entangled, one after another. And on and on for eternity after eternity after eternity after eternity..."
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SeberianYour ancestor lets out a morose chuckle. "Well. Perhaps none of this has been worth the effort from the start.... I will ask one thing of my heir — protect the dynasty. Protect—"
Trazyn, Lord of Histories"Enough." Trazyn clicks his fingers, and Seberian von Valancius, legend of the dynasty and illustrious Rogue Trader, vanishes, in thrall to unknown xenotechnology. The Crimson Dance of Khaine disappears along with its master, only to reappear in your hands a moment later.continues where this line first appears above
SeberianSeberian's face — what remains of it — contorts in a grimace of rage. "Treacherous, spineless scum! You are unworthy of carrying the name von Valancius! You—"
Trazyn, Lord of Histories"Enough." Trazyn clicks his fingers, and Seberian von Valancius, legend of the dynasty and illustrious Rogue Trader, vanishes, in thrall to unknown xenotechnology. The Crimson Dance of Khaine disappears along with its master, only to reappear in your hands a moment later.continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I am not doing this for myself, but for the dynasty. It is the only way this damned xenos will not return seeking vengeance."
SeberianYour ancestor lets out a morose chuckle. "Well. Perhaps none of this has been worth the effort from the start.... I will ask one thing of my heir — protect the dynasty. Protect—"continues where this line first appears above
SeberianSeberian's face — what remains of it — contorts in a grimace of rage. "Treacherous, spineless scum! You are unworthy of carrying the name von Valancius! You—"continues where this line first appears above
SeberianYour ancestor sighs — and you can hear the distinct relief in his voice. "I'm... pleased. Pleased to return to oblivion. I hope the memory of your sorrowful age will be mercifully erased from my mind. Farewell, my—"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Did you think I wouldn't find a way to get rid of you, after all the trouble you've caused me?"
SeberianYour ancestor lets out a morose chuckle. "Well. Perhaps none of this has been worth the effort from the start.... I will ask one thing of my heir — protect the dynasty. Protect—"continues where this line first appears above
SeberianSeberian's face — what remains of it — contorts in a grimace of rage. "Treacherous, spineless scum! You are unworthy of carrying the name von Valancius! You—"continues where this line first appears above
SeberianYour ancestor sighs — and you can hear the distinct relief in his voice. "I'm... pleased. Pleased to return to oblivion. I hope the memory of your sorrowful age will be mercifully erased from my mind. Farewell, my—"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Smirk arrogantly] "You have been teaching me how to be a Rogue Trader all this time — now at our parting, are you not impressed by how well I have absorbed your lessons?"
SeberianYour ancestor lets out a morose chuckle. "Well. Perhaps none of this has been worth the effort from the start.... I will ask one thing of my heir — protect the dynasty. Protect—"continues where this line first appears above
SeberianSeberian's face — what remains of it — contorts in a grimace of rage. "Treacherous, spineless scum! You are unworthy of carrying the name von Valancius! You—"continues where this line first appears above
SeberianYour ancestor sighs — and you can hear the distinct relief in his voice. "I'm... pleased. Pleased to return to oblivion. I hope the memory of your sorrowful age will be mercifully erased from my mind. Farewell, my—"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"No von Valancius will be yours — not me, or my ancestor!"
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SeberianSeberian chuckles grimly. "Laudable resolve, heir of mine, though unexpected! The wretch must pay!"
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Trazyn, Lord of Histories"Wrong. But if you insist..." The xenos raises his weapon. "Let us continue."
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YOU[Raise your weapon] "Fight and meet your doom, xenos!"
Trazyn, Lord of HistoriesThe metal monster makes a sound that is surprisingly similar to a weary sigh. "Disappointing."
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YOU"I accept your offer. Take Seberian von Valancius."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"No von Valancius will be yours — not me, or my ancestor!"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Raise your weapon] "Fight and meet your doom, xenos!"continues where this line first appears above