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The world of Xana was a desolate planet, TalOS realized. The surface truly was burnt by the punishing radiations that pelted it continuously. TalOS could feel it upon his own skin but data from his Acillians told the Primarch it was much worse for them.
Add that with the numerous readings he was getting from the cruiser that approached and TalOS realized that it was a psychic phenomena too. Whatever was upon this planet cursed it to a state of death and decay the likes of which TalOS had yet to see.
It was not any better as the shuttle’s doors opened and TalOS was presented with his welcoming party. What he looked upon was not the gene-bred offspring of some insane genetor or the old limbs of mostly mechanical people but instead decay.
The procession that came to welcome the Primarch had robes that looked to have been noth days and centuries old. Black cloaks that somehow looked burnt the more TalOS looked upon them. The few pieces of flesh these Priests looked to have been closer to a rotting corpse than anything even the Artisans and Magi of Lucius would have allowed for their own corpus. The metal, which should have shined with fleshly polished oil, was instead darkened to a near blackened steel like no light has touched it.
TalOS only had to look at his fellows who were clothed in the Beige and Steel of Lucius. How their more muted colors and prime mechanrites looked like so colorful compared to the Priests that stood before him. TalOS wondered for a moment if these people truly could support Lucius, for it looked like they could barely support themselves.
TalOS wondered a moment after about the psychic energies that continued to batter this world. He could only remember the screams and terror that such a place held. It was a bane upon the universe and even the servants of the Machine God were not spared its wrath.
Only TalOS, who bore the Blackstone Amulet, was protected.
+Welcome, Arch Dominus TalOS of Lucius, to the Sovereign Forge Domain of Xana. I am High Magos Mortear of the Magi and will be your guide to the Fabricator Lord.+
+Lead.+ TalOS told the servant of the Machine God with a firmness in his voice, +I will want to speak to him as soon as I am able.+
+Understood.+ The High Magos said though to TalOS it sounded like a dead dronning. It wasn’t that he wasn’t alive but that whatever soul was within the man was surely damaged by the bombardment.
