OOC: What to believe? IC: "Such an ancient power," Zybelius chanted and stepped closer, "You must have seen a thousand battles!" "Brother and Sister," he called once more, "shall we begin the rituals?"
Tyr raised his voice. "Yes, we shall, Brother!" His arms rose like his voice did, in preparation of the necessary rituals.
Sparks join her fellow techpriests in the prepartion for the rituals. it was a glorius sight the bane blade wrath of shadows.
"i dont know there was never use for me i was built in this facility" as it replied it then sparked slightly in a slight mechanical transition "my frame was modified to be used by a space marine chapter and driven by some" as it spoke it then unlocked its own doors
"Lucky creatures, we are, to be the first to drive you into battle." Tyr looked at the tank with pity before stepping back. "It is... compliant."
"i thought it would be, it is a prototype of a lost stc" as liara spoke she sighed "sadly the stc was lost to us when the palace went down" as she spoke she sat down as the techpreists prpared the rituals "i am a advanced agent for the inquisitor i was sent here to cheak on the stc"
"Was the Stc destroyed?! If it is still in recoverable We must recover it and get it to mars." sparks said after completeing a part of the ritual
"It is in the vault under the palace" as liara spoke she sighed "i was sent with anoither opretive but she was in the palace"
Looking up, Tyr clenched his teeth. "Sister, the preparation of this vessel is more important than the STC it was made with - resting machines are unhappy machines." With that, he continued his part of the ritual, chanting in a monotone voice.
