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“This is where these… Pariahs are?” Ahriman dared to ask as he looked around wearily, “Never have I been in a place so… darkened.”
“But it is silent too.” TalOS pointed out as they came close to the planet’s surface, “Make sure to continue wearing the Blackstone Amulet. It seems to negate all Psychic flow, and as such you will be safe from Pariahs if they got too close.”
“I… I shall do so.” The Astartes said as he was shaken to his core.
There was a violent stop as the shuttle made contact with the ground and lost all movement it once had. The tailgate opened itself up to reveal the welcoming forms of the Fabricator Lord and the High Dominus, the later of whom served with TalOS during the reconquista.
TalOS gave them both a bow while they gave TalOS a deep bow in return to signify their subservience to him. The Fabricator Lord Wilmar spoke in binaric as was standard for greetings, +The chambers have been prepared and the most gifted son has made a full recovery. I shall show you two to him now.+
+Thank you, Fabricator Lord.+ TalOS told the man before they began their walk towards the workshop that it had all been hosted in.
The journey was not hard as the workplace was within the same building. TalOS looked at the dozens of Priests that worked tirelessly to create the parts needed for his coming ascension into a Pariah. Already the Primarch could see improvements that needed to be made, but he would be digressing.
They had wandered into a massive chamber which housed within it dozens of different structures within. Many of them hosted a series of charges that danced between arches that seemed to have techno-arcane significance.
They continued forward near the center of the place, upon which was a large pyramid which was surrounded by several others in a fashion that could only be described as insanity.
But TalOS knew. Looking upon it in the deepest parts of his mind he knew there was some sense among this.
