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“This is far more than what records originally dictated to me.” TalOS admitted this as he rotated the cube within his hand from one side to another.
There was a logical order from the art which adorned the piece of bone, which was obviously chronological in making. Each event is roughly a single unit in size yet the closest eye of TalOS could see the workings upon it.
The first was of the beast’s birth, the details of the sire and dam shown next to the beast. TalOS could tell that these were large creatures themselves from the stray plants that Dorn had inscribed next to them. They looked old though, too old for any standard organic creature to produce viable offspring. Such was the reason TalOS realized the fully grown version of the beast stood just a little ways from them, a concession TalOS was sure. Ultimately TalOS weighed that Dorn did not want to violate the image of the two beasts through reimagining, instead he used their older versions from when he first caught sight of them.
The image was turned and TalOS saw the beast was being bought. There he could see Rogal, already the size of a man, looking at a massive creature with a man that was roughly the same size as himself. TalOS quickly deduced from the tapestry earlier that this man was Dorn’s Grandfather with another man who TalOS assumed to be the original owner. A bag of coin changed hands to pay off the beast. If TalOS knew his brother well enough now that if he used everyone as reference he would be able to determine how much the beast cost.
The next images were a series of scenes depicting the care of the beast. Of Dorn brushing, cleaning, and breaking the steed for war. The detail was so great that the Genetor identified signs of joy and frustration upon the creature’s face. As TalOS weighed the ideas it was recognized that the beast truly did value its owner as it did the other way around.
Next were the battles the two took part in. These were the greatest of the fights as they showed Dorn and his Steed both armored on a rampage against enemy lines. One frame demonstrates a deep impact of a kick into a normal human’s jaw by the steed as Dorn took the battle from the front. Maybe this demonstrated the time Rogal really did rely upon it, to gain his utmost respect as it saved his life.
It was after all of these that TalOS saw the moment where the creature fell in battle against a powerful foe. With a large broadsword that could only be wielded by a Primarch of his size. It was dead, the last frame showing his brother lift it off the battle towards its last resting place.
TalOS took the last moment to comprehend the eulogy of images, the beauty it held, then handed the bone back to his brother.
