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TalOS and the Fist looked at one another for a moment, TalOS beginning to monitor the man’s vitals thanks to his Power Armor. He felt within the man a small sense of hesitation and fear, but that was something he always had when he was around TalOS. A sense of reverence for someone who was a son of the Emperor.
“Fabricator General TalOS DAV1S of Forge World Lucius.” Declared the Imperial Fist declared with all the prompt and circumstance that was to be presented to him, “I have come to you bringing tidings from Rogal of House Dorn. I am to deliver to you his request that you appear at Mars for his ascension as Primarch as well as the matter of your role within the War Council.”
TalOS’s mind stopped for a moment as he heard those words and then started back up, “I see, so my brother wishes for me to appear at both his ascension and for the War Council. He does know the reason I did not join it.”
“My Primarch has, TalOS.” The Legion Master answered with a will regained now that his message was delivered, “He has heard the issues that your brother Fulgrim have caused and understands that your answer was not because of those actions. Right now he speaks to the Fabricator General of Mars to form an agreement.”
“He is?” TalOS TalOS kept the surprise from his voice as he heard those words. He has yet to be recognized as a Primarch and yet his brother is already working like one.
“Rogal Dorn has recognized the relationship that your Legions shared even before your rediscovery.” Admitted the Legion Master as he gave a bow, “If you are to come to Terra I am to attend you. If not, I am to carry your message to Terra with the greatest speed.”
TalOS thought to himself for a moment if he had the time, and in fact he did. He was very much caught up on the Terra Forming Projects and had already allotted time for his travels to Galvia. If anything he might make it a trip for many of his fellows Priests and others to Mars. The Question now is whether he wishes to show such favor to Rogal Dorn.
>Agree to come, we must make haste!
>Send him an invitation to Lucius.