- Date - 299 AC -
- Location - The Dothraki Sea -
Nazareth's sword was loosely held over Jorah's heart; the man sprawled on the floor showed little to no awareness of his impending death. The bloodlust was overflowing from Nazareth. Like a natural disaster, Nazareth's sword began its arc to pierce Jorah's side.
However, before Nazareth's sword could even touch Jorah's clothes, from above, a bright blue and white star appeared. Nazareth, caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the light, stopped his action and looked upwards towards the evidently larger, growing star, which slowly fell to his east heading towards the shadowlands.
Many questions as to what that light was caused Naz's brain to work overtime. The subtle vibrations, even from which seemed to extend hundreds of kilometers in different directions, held little difference to Nazareth's new body. These vibrations felt not like an asteroid falling to the planet but a force repelling against the gravity of this planet.
After a few minutes had passed, Nazareth concluded that a ship must have breached the atmosphere of the planet. With this exact thought, Naz began to fret over it being an Imperial, Mechanicus, or even xenos. It was too soon for the Great Crusade to begin. Naz's mind and memories showed that the Great Crusade began in 798, and the Primarchs were lost in 792. Nazareth knew that he hadn't been here for over six years.
A revelation made the mind of Nazareth freeze at the thought that he may be purged and forgotten, like what happened in Warhammer's actual timeline. Nazareth's mind began to rewind every step, breath, and blink he had since exiting the Warp. A probable cause was that he had been trapped within the Warp for six years, yet the feeling had only been less than 20 minutes. Another probable cause was the evidently populated other planets within the solar system.
Reliving the memory of his arrival, Naz began to revise the solar system. It was evident that two planets, except the 'AGOT world' were also populated, with one being what seemed to be a Mechanicus Forge World, whilst the other being a Hive World.
However, before these thoughts could be further developed within his mind, an arakh came in front of his neck, drawing the ever-slightest amount of blood. Standing behind Naz was Rakharo, the 'savage' in Naz's mind, also holding a small dagger with a tiny amount of purple liquid, eerily a few centimeters from Naz's spleen.
"What did you do?"
This voice went through Nazareth's ear and out the other as Nazareth began to think as to how this 'savage' had managed to sneak upon him with his own heightened senses. Rakharo, receiving no reply from Nazareth, with a sudden action, tried to stab Nazareth with the obviously poisoned dagger. However, to his anguish, when the dagger was about to enter into Nazareth's spleen, he felt like he hit steel.
The dagger had easily cut through Nazareth's still underdeveloped pearly skin uncontested; however, when the dagger tried to cut into Nazareth's spleen, the reinforced adamantium and ceramic polymer that made up Nazareth's spine caused the dagger to not move a nanometer further.
With a single swing of Nazareth's left arm behind him, Rakharo, still stumped at the fact that the dagger didn't pierce through Nazareth's spleen, was sent flying in the air before making an arc and, with a quite large puff of dust, hit the ground, expelling moans of pain escaping the bloodrider.
Nazareth, watching Rakharo not try to get up, focused upon Jorah again before a prompt appeared within Nazareth's view of Jorah.
- Industrial Points Gain - 150pts -
Nazareth looked on in surprise at the sudden gain of points before looking at Rakharo, whose chest lay in perfect parallel, as no sign of movement escaped him. A feeling of pity within Nazareth's mind appeared; however, just as fast as the feeling appeared, his anger at the attempted killing by Rakharo in the stabbing of Nazareth's spleen caused the feeling to be instantly crushed.
- Date - 798.M30 -
- Location - Upon a Mechanicus expedition ship in orbit of Noyolea -
The recording device hummed with its activation as the previous abomination of steel and flesh once again started speaking, however, with a more robotic tone in his voice.
"Praise be to the Omnissiah and its will. The expedition ship has finally arrived in orbit of Noyolea, and to the great relief of this unit, to the Omnissiah to allow this vessel into the orbit of this celestial body without the evident gravitation changes previously recorded from the loss of two Ark ships.
Initial scans of the planet showed a sharp decrease in the beta-class lifeforms previously present all over the planet, with the absence of the luna-class length alpha-class lifeform, which previously caused mass casualties among Mechanicus researchers and Skitarii legions."
The hum of the recorder began to become even more prevalent as the tone of the steel and flesh abomination took on a slightly worried tone.
"Upon the completion of initial scans, it shows the planet has a mix of nearly four hundred million human life forms and a multitude of different categories, which caused the reporting servitor to start outputting smoke from the variable different lifeforms present. It has also become prevalent that Xenos artifacts are present all over the planet. The most obvious being Exodite Eldar and Dark Eldar buildings and weaponry showing from initial scans."
The oils being constantly sprayed on the recording device have gone from a simple cupful's worth to now the tendrils of the abomination spewing forth at least gallons onto the device. The unit with the designation Archer#45, seeing the rapid decline of the device, decided to end the recording and send the files to Forge World Noyolis Primary.
With the sending of the recording and records, Archer began to order the servitors and Mechanicus researchers to begin preparations and prayers for descent onto the planet for further analysis of the Xenos artifacts and preparation for native incorporation into the Mechanicus.
- Location - The Red Keep - Within the Court of Lords -
Cersei Lannister sat at the head of the table (with Jaime to her right) as Petyr Baelish, 'Littlefinger,' Varys, 'Master of Whisperers,' Grand Maester Pycelle, and Tyrion Lannister faced against one another.
Pycelle's voice rang throughout the chamber with evident disdain and worry marking his face as Tyrion looked at the Maester with a mixture of disgust and annoyance at this man's act.
Cersei watched with a small line creasing her brow as Pycelle's voice came to a silent end. Littlefinger, watching Pycelle's rant about the comet and the new star end, looked towards Cersei and spoke with confidence in his voice.
"Your Majesty, with respect. Yes, Pycelle's words are important to the rest of this realm; however, we aren't focusing on the correct part of Maester Pycelle's rant."
Cersei, watching Littlefinger's subtle insult to Pycelle, gave way to a small tug at the edge of her lips before replying to Littlefinger.
"Lord Baelish, what opinion do you have of this 'falling star'?"
Littlefinger, having been given the go-ahead by Cersei, broke apart that the new star in the sky, while getting more prominent by the day, was ultimately looking to be going to the east near the Dothraki wastes instead of Westeros, allowing for this distraction to undermine the remaining kings of Baratheon, Stark, Tully, and the inconspicuous Greyjoys.
All among the small council began to nod in approval of Littlefinger's assessment; meanwhile, Tyrion began to wonder how, in the span of less than three weeks, a comet and now a falling star had all begun to show around the Dothraki Waste.
Unannounced to either the small council or the impending Mechanicus excavation expedition, a 'being' with many faces and a man covered in flame came to meet in an abandoned temple and began a discussion that would most likely decide the fate of Nazareth and the new foreign enemy.
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