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The planet’s surface was lit by what TalOS could only describe to be a blackened star. The light was not that like the heart of Lucius or its sun in which both presented the planet with warmth. This one only provided planet damnation of the greatest kind.
Looking around the quality of Tech Priests was not even comparable to that of the people. TalOS watched as the workers who farmed the forges all had hunched backs while the Servitors all had their flesh barely hanging on by a thread.
The landscape was barely any better for TalOS could easily describe the planet as twisted and mutated. Grand works of Machinery and building were all over the place half finished like the creator of them died in the middle of its creation. There were even the corpses of fleshly slain mutants on the ground, all being cleaned up by the tired out Skitarii that had taken them all out.
+We have arrived.+ The Priest said as they entered one of the smaller buildings in the land.
It was not any better than the outside. Crooked works of masonry and it lacked the grand stands that were present upon the highest court of Lucius. In the room were five chairs all where all but one was occupied. It was soon filled as the one who guided TalOS assumed his position among them.
A Court. That was what TalOS realized they were. But if he was honest they looked to be anything but a court.
+Arch Dominus… TalOS… of Lucius.+ The center figure declared as his dimmed mechanical eyes looked upon TalOS, +I, Fabricator Lord Wilmar… welcome you to our system. I… did not… expect your kind to ever grace our soil.+
TalOS pondered to himself for a moment before asking, +Is there a problem with a fellow Forge World landing upon this planet?+
+You… are one who bent the knee… to Mars.+ The Fabricator General declared, +We know… you visited their vessel before… us.+
+I have out of respect for my Overlord.+ TalOS informed them as he gave a small smile, +I did disobey his command coming here though. I will not apologize for these slights in recent times for I am not a part of them today. I am of Lucius, just as you said.+
The Fabricator Lord seemed to take in a heavy breath, +Then you… are Lucius.. today.+
+Thank you for understanding the neuance.+ TalOS told Wilmar as he gave a courteous bow.
>Present a gift from Lucius, a personal Project of TalOS.
>Talk about the pains of dealing with Mars to raise that companionship.
>Right to the point, what's a heretical secret they are trying to hide. TalOS could possibly get them Clemency.
