Shrine World Avignore was a testament to the power of the Ecclesiarchy in the Imperium of Man. An entire fucking planet was devoted to the worship of the Emperor of Mankind. Everyone on the planet was tagged and if they didn't spend so many hours in prayer, they could literally be flogged or executed in public.
That was just one part of Avignore though, it was also a main recruiting ground for a portion of the Sister's of Battle. Specifically the Order of the Ebon Chalice.
And for a Shrine World, it was like a... Less shitty Hive World as although it did have mega cities, it was also more regulated and cared for with the mega cities not becoming a den of scum and villainy due to the roaming packs of Sisters who purge the bullshit.
"Cardinal Avignus is signaling the ship." I spoke out as I controlled the ship's comms systems to accept the long-range Vox hook up to our systems.
An older feminine voice filled with no-nonsense swiftly spoke. "Rogue Trader, you have been noted entering our system with a stealth system active. Name your goals and reason for approach, or planetary security systems 'Will' send you out."
I took a deep breath and spoke firmly. "I bear holy gifts from the God Emperor of Mankind. Truly blessed weapons and armaments that will serve your holy war's well. I am here to restock on men and women, before I head into the Eye of Evil to seek out the enemies of mankind for glory and to destroy the Emperor's enemies."
The Cardinal was silent for a moment before she responded more calmly. "Very well. Land at zone 356A4. Canoness Helena Alstodes will greet your entourage."
With that the call was abruptly cut off making my lips twitch before I got an evil smile as I controlled the ship through my Crysis Suit and I connected to the ship's communication system and said. "Enhanced Ogryn's get into your armor and take your arms. Sister's also take on your holy relics and armor and be ready to meet a Cannoness of the Ebon Chalice."
I then sent a message to the golden banana man who like his other four brothers was always skulking about in my ship looking for any signs of heresy or bullshit happening. "I need two of your brothers to guard the holy relics being delivered lest the apostles and sister's see them freak out. Will your brothers do so?"
The main Custodian I had been working with... And couldn't get a fucking name out of. Nodded with his voice coming through calmly. "That would be for the best. The Ecclesiarchy is rather prone to reacting quickly and without care."
The Custodian then turned on his heel and began making his way to the ships hanger bay which was a couple miles away basically through the winding bowels of the ship. And while I sent a few messages to the Guard captains to be ready to block any attempts for zealots to try to climb into the ship...
Or worse, the Cult Mechanicus trying to inspect my ship.
The landing of the ship was without any issue as I activated the anti-gravity plates below the ship allowing it to easily land on it's hydraulic legs without any stress to it's frame besides the power draw the anti-gravity emitters typically used.
With that done, I quickly made my way down from the bridge to the hanger as a sizable force of Cult Mechanicus, Sister's of Battle, servitors, and apostles of the ecclesiarchy grew around the ship to welcome me a Rogue Trader to the planet.
Coming into the massive hanger, I thought with some amusement. 'With how huge and empty the hanger is. I need to make some tanks or maybe even some Warhound Titans or something to fill it up... Or hell maybe some mechs from anime or video games would be better.' I mused.
I now certainly had the space and time to begin making larger projects within my ship as trying to make a large weapon of war while fighting a war inside of a tight-fitting Hive City was a pain in the ass to say the least.
"Barghest, watch my back for some apostle trying to steal some gear," I said with amusement as I saw how all but like ten. Of the Sister's of Battle that had been enhanced and part of my retinue were standing in trio's around each set of blessed armor and weapons we had prepared for the Shrine World of Avignor.
"Do I smash them into paste, or just smash them a little boss?" Barghest asked simply and I responded calmly.
"Paste, these are holy relics created with the favor of the God Emperor. These are meant to see the field of battle not be held in a stasis field." And I could see several Sister's of Battle both disagreed with and very much did agree with my words.
But either way I refocused on how there was a total of three Custodian's standing in a triangle formation at the front of the procession line as the hanger began opening up.
As opening a Spaceship's hanger was no simple thing, it needed to adjust for pressure to make sure there wasn't any wear and tear on the seals, the energy shielding needing to come down slowly so it didn't put too much strain on the power lines etc.
A couple minutes later a loud rumble rang out as the extending board from the hanger extended out to the ground below the ship and I took a breath as the dim light of planet Avignor's polluted skies hit out eyes.
"Ladies and gentlemen march!" I spoke out with the Custodian's taking point with the enhanced Ogryn's behind them as a vanguard of giant's even bigger than typical Space Marines walked ahead.
Each suit of holy enhanced power armor, and the enhanced holy power sword and bolter came packaged in a float anti-gravity coffin which so totally fit the Warhammer 40k vibe I couldn't deny the sister's request as each coffin was worthy of being the resting place of a sister as well.
Walking out of the ship I was welcome to the sight of the priests and sister's kneeling at the sight of the Custodian's who were at the forefront of our group. And I was all to aware of another Custodian who was shadowing right behind me while the last one was holding the hanger to make sure no one snuck onto the ship.
"Shrine World Avignor! I, Jake Bariss. First of my line as a Rogue Trader bring holy gifts blessed by the very Emperor of Mankind!" I yelled gloriously as the Sister's eyes and the priests eyes fell upon the holy weapons and armor I brought with even the Mechanicus falling to a kneeling position at the glorious perfection that was the weapons and such.