NPCThe main hive city of Santiel's Pride has been devastated, and promethium mining has been halted. The surviving population has dispersed, with recorded instances of departure from the Lex Imperialis and the orthodox Creed. Due to the disappearance of the system's star, the planet will drift off its orbital path and die in the void in less than a solar year.
YOURestore operation of the colony
NPCBy the mercy of the Emperor, the production of promethium will be resumed and will continue until the very hour when the gravitational grip of the void tears Santiel's Pride from its orbit, sentencing it to the cold embrace of darkness.
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YOUImpose a destructive tax of repentance on the world
NPCServants who strayed from the law and faith of the Imperium were forcibly returned to the promethium pumps. The penitents laboured under merciless supervision day and night, dying from cold, thirst, and the lashes of cruel confessors. When the last of them expired, the procured promethium was carefully gathered into blessed cisterns. Mixed with the blood of the those cleansed of their impurity, it carries the seething wrath of the Emperor Himself.
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YOUTurn Santiel's Pride into a cemetery world
NPCSantiel's Pride will become a cemetery world, a dark and majestic monument to the bloody battle between the xenos and the Imperium of Man. One day, the gravitational pull of the void will tear the world off orbit and swing the planet into its cold embrace. Even after, everyone will remember Santiel's Pride.
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YOUDestroy the planet
NPCThe ruins of the once-great hive bade a silent farewell to the last shuttle that will ever cross the dark skies over Santiel's Pride. Explosive charges, drilled into the crust of the icy world, set off a chain reaction in the promethium deposits and shattered the planet into pieces.
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YOUBuild space plasma engines on Kiava Gamma and transport the planet to a neighbouring system
NPCSantiel's Pride is too important a world to be abandoned by the von Valancius dynasty regardless of the catastrophe that befell it. The forges in the depths of Kiava Gamma will soon roar with incandescent heat, magnificent plasma engines erected in orbit, vast and inscrutable in their splendour. One day the engines will be delivered to Santiel's Pride, and the frozen planet will move to the neighbouring system where it can rise again to its former glory. For now, the extraction of promethium on its surface will continue on whatever scale is deemed possible.