So, expect fast and furious updates to the blog reguarly...Summer break officially begins now!!! Check out chapter 3, i am planning a game or two against some Guard and Templar players to write chapter 4...'Angels from Heaven or Hell?'
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Chapter
3 – First Contact
Nabu was not sure what he would find when
he got to Lastrati, he had poured over the word and found out many things, of
the pilgrimage by the Black Templars, the blood rituals and sacrifices that
occurred all those years ago, yet nothing existed of the current state of
Lastrati.
Fates reach had finally reached the orbit
and the fleet commander stood upon the throne on the command deck, throwing up
the pict on the viewer a sun drenched world was revealed covered in deserts. How could such life live on a planet like
this? What would come from this journey thought Adanu. As the thought
passed the doors to the command deck opened and the figure of Nabu respendent
in his armour of crimson red and silver entered, closely followed by his newly
appointed apprentice. “We have arrived Fleet Commander?”
“Yes my lord, this is the world of
Lastrati”
“Excellent, although this world appears not
as it is written…”
“My Lord?”
“In the book of Lorgar, the depicting of
this world was of a lush planet, the unenlightened must have done this….”
A moments silence passed before anyone had
spoken, there was word of the Templars cleansing worlds, those that did not
provide enlightenment served no purpose. How mistaken were those fools? Did
they not know the secret powers of plague, pleasure, wisdom and bloodshed the
world had to provide to those that would seek it.
“We must prepare for planetfall, Erra
prepare the followers”
No word was spoken by Erra, he simply
turned and left the command deck with due haste. Turning to the Fleet Commander “Are there any
other ships in orbit?”
Adanu walked towards a servitor that was
loosely wired into a part of the command deck, leaning over the lowly servitor
he starred into a screen for several seconds before turning back to the
Chaplain “No my sire, there does not seem to be any other ships in orbit”
“Good, we can proceed uninterrupted”
responded Nabu, “Seek enlightenment upon the surface world, Commander. I will
be joining my brothers in preparing for planetfall, I expect the information
before I reach the hangar…”
“Yes My Lord, By Your Word”
Nabu had not paid any attention to the word
of the human as he began to leave, he would do as he was ordered, or he would
be punished by the greater gods of this world.
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As Nabu made his way to the Hangar where
his brothers would be waiting, a voice came over the vox in his armour “My lord
we have identified a number of small settlements located on the surface,
although there is four large cities that seem to be located across the planet
although little detail seems to be known of their existence”. Nabu let out a slight shy and thought to
himself of the destination that he would look to in search of enlightenment,
which major city would be his first port of call. He stopped for a second and inhaled
deeply, my father, my teacher, guide me
to my landing point…
“Adanu, send a message to the surface to
each of the four cities, telling them of out arrival…we should be welcomed by
these devout citizens”
“My Lord, each of these cities from the
records left by the Black Templars indicate that each city is tainted in some
way”
Nabu considered the word, four cities, four
dark powers, was this coincidence or a greater force in mind?
“The cities have returned our message, they
wish to meet the angels that descend from the heavens”
“angels that descend from heavens?” thought
Nabu
“Yes Sire, that is how they brand you…”
“Then let us descend into this sacred land…”
“By your Word” replied Adanu.
With that the vox went silent again and
Nabu approached the thunderhawk gunship, inside he saw the start of his host.
Ten Word Bearers each bearing the symbol of his host, a book with a dagger.
Nabu looked for Erra, seeing his apprentice in the robes of office, the cream
overcloak flowing over his power armour, and with his skull adorned long shaft
seemed at peace with his new role. A private vox channel opened between the
Apostle and apprentice
“What do you expect to find on this world?”
“Erra, you must learn it is not what we
find, but what finds us…we are planning to meet with the leaders of each of the
four major cities located on the surface”
“Should we be cautious sire? The tales from
the Black Templars talk of blood sacrifice and revolution”
“We are the ‘Angels from Heaven’, I do not foresee
any problems but we will be wary of our surroundings. We will bring the word
and give enlightenment to those that seek it, purging those that don’t”
“By your word”
The familiar roar of the thunderhawk
engines powered up and the astartes locked into their grav harnesses ready for
the descent to the surface, would they truly be welcomed with open arms or
would this be a trap in which they would fall prey? Only time would reveal the
true answer to the questions that Nabu needed answers. The descent began and
the word would be seeked.
