Quoted By:
The Primarch looked around at all those present, his eyes glancing upon those who attended his halls here today. They were arranged in a circle around the center piece, separated out in six separate bleachers that if looked at from above would appear more like a cog in a machine. They were after all the greatest gear in which the entire machine of the Federation operated.
Of the pews two of each were inhabited by the factions dictated by the Fabricator General when TalOS ascended to this position. To each of the Dutonian Grand House a stand from which lay a grand assembly of Dukes and the Kings themselves. The Kings each tried their damndest to look mighty as they were here for their Kingdoms. They would not let the other upshine themselves if they could help it, but TalOS was aware that their sons did not share such narrow views.
Next to them was the assembly of mortal nobles and presidents that made up the normal people of the Federation. Many of them had youthful appearances as well as higher quality clothing from the amenities they enjoyed from the Imperium. They were content as TalOS could see, still running of the high of the recent festivities.
Lastly, to make up the last third of those assembled, was the Priests of the Cult Mechanicus. Among them was TalOS, who sat upon a Black Steel throne of the Fabricator General. Such a throne was blackened because of the star forge that lay below all their feets. It was the beating heart of this Federation, and if it were ever lost Lucius would come into ruin.
Such was the reason that even though the sun rose high over their heads, that all around the people present were the blue flames of the exquisite forge.
“I hereby open the first of what will be many Assemblies of the Federation.” Declared TalOS as he looked upon those present, “As the Executor and Head of the Federation, I shall be leading us throughout procedure and debate. If you wish to speak, you will ping me using either the Noosphere or dataslates provided at the very beginning of the meeting by the Steel Wardens. Withhold your speech unless the floor is open or I have authorized your communication through Protocol. We will use High Gothic to speak between one another, with Bincaric to be adopted at a later date.”
TalOS turned his head specifically to the mortals present, “As we operate by Protocol I have sent to each of you a database of them. Learn them. After I have invoked a Protocol three times I will stop giving an explanation of them. This way debate and discussion will operate as smoothly as the Machine God allows.”
With his statement made TalOS gave a mental command to the nearby area to start a massive holovid display that stretched to all who can see it, “With that finished, we will begin.”
