NPC"Lord Captain, reporting. Shortly before our departure from Footfall a group of messengers in luxurious garbs delivered a strongbox and several chests bearing the insignia of House Orsellio to the ship. I suppose the use of gold-clad servants instead of servitors... was an extravagant attempt by the Navigators to draw the attention of the Rogue Trader."
NPC"Considering the incident on the capital world, the enforcer officers checked the Navis Nobilite gifts thrice. I am pleased to report that none of them threaten your, Lady Cassia's, or the crew's well-being. Having said that, a closer examination of the strongbox by the Tech-Adepts revealed a data-slate with a vid-message addressed personally to you alongside some kind of encrypted data. We dared not touch them without your instructions."
YOU"What vid-message? Show me."
NPC"As you command, Lord Captain." Vigdis issues several orders, and the vid-screen of your personal cogitator springs to life, the machine innards rumbling unhappily.
NPC"Greetings, Rogue Trader." A cold female voice comes from the cogitator's vox-system, and you see a voluptuous woman whose face is completely hidden behind a veil of deep purple. "My name is Ciretta-Melina Orsellio. After Aaronto Orsellio's untimely demise during his visit to your capital world I was offered the honour of taking the seat of the Great Regent of House Orsellio. My advisors spoke against contacting you, but disregarding a Rogue Trader who is keeping our sacred Child by his/her side is simply not possible." The Navigator's voice is dripping with obvious animosity.
NPC"House Orsellio will soon hold a Grand Council within the palace of Atlas, the holy relic that connects all Navigators of our House. This meeting will take place not in the physical world but in the world of thoughts, dreams, and visions. It is the only way to avoid bloodshed and decide the fate of the sacred Child at last."
NPC"Thanks to the Atlas we feel that the soul of the Child is full of dismay. And yet the Rogue Trader's words bear a lot of weight with the Child, so he/she may soothe its anxiety and lead the Child down the right path. The path of accepting its duty before the House and ascending the Novator's throne. I hope you consider my offer, [Name] von Valancius, for it is in your power to not only strengthen the bond between our dynasties, but multiply your riches at the same time. The gifts accompanying this message are but an insignificant part of the Great Regent's gratitude. May the God-Emperor protect us all."
NPCThe vid-screen shuts down and the Vox Master breaks the silence, "I am told the message has been relayed to your cogitator, Lord Captain. I hope the data did not get corrupted during playback or delivery."
YOU"What vid-message? Show me."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Decode the encryption hidden in the data-slate."
NPC"Yes, Lord Captain." Vigdis falls silent, and the vox-transmission fills with scratchings of a cogita-quill and rustling of papers. "A messenger servo-skull has been sent to the Omnissiah's servants' compartment. Once the data has been decrypted, I will notify you immediately."
YOU"What vid-message? Show me."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Decode the encryption hidden in the data-slate."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"A hidden encryption? This is suspicious. Get rid of it immediately."
NPC"Of course." Vigdis falls silent, and the vox-transmissions fills with the binharic trill of a Tech-Priest and the measured clicking of mechadendrites. "It is done, Lord Captain."
YOU"What vid-message? Show me."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Decode the encryption hidden in the data-slate."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"A hidden encryption? This is suspicious. Get rid of it immediately."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I have grown tired of House Orsellio. Throw the data-slate in the plasma reactor."
NPC"It will be done, Lord Captain. Sorry to have disturbed you."
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YOU"This will be all for now."
NPC"God-Emperor protects, Lord Captain."
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YOU"I have grown tired of House Orsellio. Throw the data-slate in the plasma reactor."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"This will be all for now."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"A hidden encryption? This is suspicious. Get rid of it immediately."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I have grown tired of House Orsellio. Throw the data-slate in the plasma reactor."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"This will be all for now."continues where this line first appears above
NPC"Rogue Trader." A familiar piercing voice comes from the cogitator's vox-system, and you see a bloated face with sagging skin and a gaping hole where the nose should be. "We, Great Regent Aaronto Orsellio, send greetings and hope this message finds you in good health."
NPC"House Orsellio will soon hold a Grand Council within the palace of Atlas, the holy relic that connects all Navigators of our House. This meeting will take place not in the physical world but in the world of thoughts, dreams, and visions. It is the only way to avoid bloodshed and decide the fate of the sacred Child at last."
NPC"Thanks to the Atlas we feel that the soul of the Child is full of dismay. And yet the Rogue Trader's words bear a lot of weight with the Child, so he/she may soothe its anxiety and lead the Child down the right path. The path of accepting its duty before the House and ascending the Novator's throne. I hope you consider my offer, [Name] von Valancius, for it is in your power to not only strengthen the bond between our dynasties, but multiply your riches at the same time. The gifts accompanying this message are but an insignificant part of the Great Regent's gratitude. May the God-Emperor protect us all."
NPCThe vid-screen shuts down and the Vox Master breaks the silence, "I am told the message has been relayed to your cogitator, Lord Captain. I hope the data did not get corrupted during playback or delivery."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Decode the encryption hidden in the data-slate."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"A hidden encryption? This is suspicious. Get rid of it immediately."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I have grown tired of House Orsellio. Throw the data-slate in the plasma reactor."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"This will be all for now."continues where this line first appears above