MagosYou carefully study the robe-clad figure. A black border of necrosis spreads out from around the Tech-Priest's implants — for some reason, his body is rejecting the True Flesh. A moment later, you recognise the dominant smell in the bouquet of scents permeating the air around the Tech-Priest — the stench of rotten meat.
YOU[Examine the Tech-Priest]
YOU"[Name]. Heir of House von Valancius. Rogue Trader."
MagosThe Tech-Priest pauses as his external cogitators whirr, processing the information. Finally, the malfunctioning vox produces a cracked voice. "Irregularity. Execution of the Fabricator-Censor-approved Protocol 39-42 recommended."
YOU"The Fabricator-Censor is a traitor to the Imperium and Humanity. I will not comply with any protocols approved by him."
Magos"Anticipated process disrupted. Execution of disposal protocol recommended."
MagosThe Tech-Priest draws his weapon, and as his robe opens, your senses are hit by a fetid wave of rot.
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YOU"What is this Protocol 39-42?"
Magos"A sacred decree passed by the Fabricator-Censor that dictates the course of action that tech-comrades of Kiava Gamma in suboptimal working condition are to follow. Immediate execution of Protocol 39-42 recommended."
YOU"The Fabricator-Censor is a traitor to the Imperium and Humanity. I will not comply with any protocols approved by him."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Fine, let's stick to your protocols."
MagosThe Tech-Priest nods and gestures for you to come closer.
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YOU"I will not be doing anything until I meet with the Fabricator-Censor."
Magos"Anticipated process disrupted. Execution of disposal protocol recommended."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Attack] "It's about time you were scrapped."
MagosThe Tech-Priest draws his weapon, and as his robe opens, your senses are hit by a fetid wave of rot.continues where this line first appears above
Magos(sequence)
Jae"An answer that is both perfectly accurate and perfectly useless. I do love cog lingo."
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Pasqal"Recommendation rejected. The catechism of protocols could have been distorted. Adherence to the standard procedure of reconnaissance and purification recommended."
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Eogunn"An inadequate description denies a full understanding of the proposed action, and consequently... leaves too wide a margin for ambiguous readings to our disadvantage. I recommend obtaining a data-crypt with a copy of Protocol 39-42 for subsequent investigation, [Name], while refraining from immediate execution."
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YOU"Where is the Fabricator-Censor? I will only speak with the person in charge of this manufactorum."
Magos"Denied. The irregularity demands execution of Protocol 39-42 in accordance with the Fabricator-Censor's decree."
YOU"The Fabricator-Censor is a traitor to the Imperium and Humanity. I will not comply with any protocols approved by him."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Fine, let's stick to your protocols."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I will not be doing anything until I meet with the Fabricator-Censor."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Attack] "It's about time you were scrapped."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What's happening on this planet? Why is the governor not responding to the ship's hails? What are heretic ships doing in this system?"
Magos"Denied. The irregularity demands execution of Protocol 39-42 in accordance with the Fabricator-Censor's decree."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Attack] "It's about time you were scrapped."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Who are you?"
MagosThe Tech-Priest clicks his relay. "Magos Custos of the machine sanctum, tier 2-0. Identification."
YOU"The Fabricator-Censor is a traitor to the Imperium and Humanity. I will not comply with any protocols approved by him."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What is this Protocol 39-42?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Where is the Fabricator-Censor? I will only speak with the person in charge of this manufactorum."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"What's happening on this planet? Why is the governor not responding to the ship's hails? What are heretic ships doing in this system?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Attack] "It's about time you were scrapped."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Is that any way to greet the master/mistress of your world?"
MagosThe Tech-Priest pauses as his external cogitators whirr, processing the information. Finally, the malfunctioning vox produces a cracked voice. "Irregularity. Execution of the Fabricator-Censor-approved Protocol 39-42 recommended."continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Attack] "I will teach you some respect!"
MagosThe Tech-Priest draws his weapon, and as his robe opens, your senses are hit by a fetid wave of rot.continues where this line first appears above
Magos(sequence)
Idira"Phew... this guy smells worse than a grox fermented in spent promethium. I bet he tastes even worse."
PasqalPasqal's vox hisses with a hint of surprise, "Consumption of the flesh of members of the Adeptus Mechanicus is not recommended, irrespective of their smell or compromised state."
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SolomorneGlaito bares his teeth, and Solomorne quickly tugs at his collar to calm him down. "Whatever blight has afflicted him, it's dangerous enough that it almost set off Glaito's self-defence protocols. I have only seen this happen once before."
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Entry point 2 of 3
MagosIt is practically impossible to make out the Tech-Priest's face with the hood pulled so low. The air on the industrial world is thick with the smell of fumes and molten plasteel, but standing close to the Tech-Priest, you can clearly smell the stench coming off him — a staggering mixture of machine lubricants, old sweat, and something even more revolting.
YOU[Examine the Tech-Priest]continues where this line first appears above
YOU"[Name]. Heir of House von Valancius. Rogue Trader."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Who are you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Is that any way to greet the master/mistress of your world?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Attack] "I will teach you some respect!"continues where this line first appears above
Magos(sequence)continues where this line first appears above
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MagosThe lumps protruding under the Tech-Priest's bedraggled red robe hint at the mechanisms implanted in his body. You see his haggard and sickly face under the archaic respirator augmetic. "I... I..." A click, a clank, a barely audible hiss — and only then the Tech-Priest's vox finishes the word, "Identification."
YOU[Examine the Tech-Priest]continues where this line first appears above
YOU"[Name]. Heir of House von Valancius. Rogue Trader."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Who are you?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Is that any way to greet the master/mistress of your world?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU[Attack] "I will teach you some respect!"continues where this line first appears above
Magos(sequence)
Pasqal"Request denied." Pasqal turns to you, his visor gleaming crimson. "Registering anomalous behaviour within this servant's organics and an invalid Noosphere response. This unit is compromised."
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Eogunn"No." The single word uttered by Eogunn rings with a metallic clang entirely uncharacteristic of his voice. "Under controlled laboratory conditions, I would venture into such communication, but presently Nuncius strongly advises against assuming the risk of data contamination. I align with his judgement and propose that everyone do the same."
Pasqal"The demonstration of a rational-critical approach by the servo-skull 'Nuncius' has been logged. The status of the servo-skull 'Nuncius' has been elevated. The status of Genetor Eogunn Februs remains unaltered."