With our party of Acolytes regarding one another and mustering as much small talk as they could, which consisted mainly of insults. The stoic sister of battle, even without her power armour remained an awe-inspiring sight in a stoic silence. As they descended further into the heart of the hive with an occasional groan of metal, the sounds of life above, quickly became replaced with the dull sounds of machinery. The Servitor steadfast and silent, simply observed the group with it's mechanical eyes, every turn of it's head sending the sounds of cogs at work echoing within the small chamber, until it's gaze stopped on Warmund who appeared to be be looking back at it. 

[b]Warmund[/b] makes a [b]Perception[/b] check. 
[b]Warmund[/b] Needs: 41 (26+15 Awareness)
[b]Warmund[/b] Rolls 16. Succeeds 

Warmund, gazing back at the wizened Servitor, spots a small blinking light, illuminating a small spot of the wall behind it. A small light at the back of it's head blinks a red light. It appears to be recording.

Meanwhile, the Arbitrator Atreides and the Pysker Arkaeus ever vigilant, although undoubtedly for different reasons. Patrolling the streets of a hive city tend to make people just as cautious as those taken on the Black Ships. Observe the metal shell surrounding them. The elevator itself seems to be in working condition although rust covers sections of the metal walls and a skull adorns the top section of all four walls. 

[b]Atreides[/b] and [b]Arkaeus[/b] make a hard(-10) [b]Perception[/b] check.
[b]Atreides[/b] needs: 48 (43-10+15 Awareness)
[b]Atreides[/b] rolls 8. Succeeds

[b]Arkaeus[/b] needs: 39 (34-10+15 Awareness)
[b]Arkaeus[/b] rolls 26. Succeeds

Both Atreides and Arkaeus, as they gaze around the metal box they now find themselves in, manage to spot the glint of coins, hidden under a pipe that runs along the bottom of one of the four walls. The glint is that of 9 Throne gelt, someone must have dropped them. Both know the other has also spotted  what could be considered a third of a mechanicum worker's imperial pay hidden there under a layer of dust.

At the end of the elevators slow decent, the Acolytes find themselves looking out at the end of a wide grey corridor, lit by pale lumen globes in the shape of cherubs holding torches. Only the first part of the corridor is lit and the rest trails of into darkness. As the Acolytes step off the platform, more globes illuminate, showing the beginnings of a path into the darkness.
[b]"Walk into the dark, so that light may reign"[/b] The servitors voice chimes as you leave.