Agartha, Office of the Dominus
Dominus Aventus stood alone in the darkened office, the displays along the back wall showing only the storm that raged outside. He stood in front of the small shrine that was nestled in the wall of his office, its small candles and incense stick offering little light as the Dominus held the small statue of the dancing gods in his hands, turning it over. It was an old thing, probably older than many within the building, the soft faces of the two figures having been worn by time as the statue had seen both year and Dominus's come and go.
"How much strife have you seen?" Aventus wondered silently
"Such a little thing..." So lost was he in thought that he almost didnt hear his door slide open and lock as several figures shuffled into the room.
The forms of the High command (at least those among them that were planet side, thus limiting their number to 4). They stood for a moment in silence as the Dominus turned the statue on last time in his hands before placing back into where it belonged. Turning Aventus walked in silence back to his desk before turning to face the assembled commanders "Friends." He began, his voice low and even "War is at our doorstep. Uther and Faust are poised to begin a conflict that will ravage the inner portions of what remains of the Empire. It is doubtless that Uther has been courting out nearby neighbors as well, ever sense our agreeing to the defensive pact with Faust and his Dominion" His eyes scanned the faces of the assembled commanders "It is because of this that we must prepare for the eventuality that war will come to our borders, which is a matter of when at this point. It is to this end that I am moving all Legios and fleets to standby, they are to be assembled, fleet coverage of our western flank is to be expanded. At the same time I want fleets moving in the space to our south, small hunting and scouting parties, nothing else. But if anything is coming our way, we need to know about it. As for the Legios, put them on rotation, and make ready to move them at a moments notice." Aventuse paused for a moment "That is all for some of you, make it so"
Bowing slightly some of the commanders turned to leave, leaving High commanders Lorili and Talan in the room. Aventus turned to Lorili "For you I want more Skulks to be spread into our neighbors, but do it quietly for now, information gathering and general espionage only but keep them ready to change orders." Lorili nodded as Aventus turns to Talan to continue "As for you my friend, I have a special request of you." Aventus placed his hand on Talan's shoulder and looked him dead in the eyes "I want you to accompany me to the Cathedral, there are those there we must awaken, the time has come once more for their aid to be called."
Talan nodded slowly, understanding the vague order as if he held a list of things to do.
With a wave of his hand Aventus dismissed the two as well and sat behind his desk with a sigh
"My pieces are now in motion. Its now your move." the muttered this to no-one in particular, only being answered by the sound of the crash of thunder.
Agartha, Catacombs underneeth the Temple of the Dancing Gods
The hushed dark of the maze like Catacombs stretched out before High Commander Talan and Dominus Aventus, shadows danced on the walls of bones as they retreated from the lights the monks that accompanied him. As they walked none deemed it necessary to speak, and to be honest this suited Talan just fine as he was caught up in keeping his eyes off the solid walls of bones around him, though he would maintain that it seemed that the empty skulls' gaze would follow him and the monks.
The macabre structure that surrounded them did not continue on forever, indeed after a short while in the winding maze the small group was met with a large stone door, large enough to fit at least two main battle tanks through at the same time. Inscribed on the door was depictions of sleeping soldiers, their inert stone forms surrounding the simple inscription "LET THOSE WHO EARNED THEIR SLEEP REST". Talan read the inscription with a melancholy feeling growing within him, a feeling echoed by the Dominus next to him. Still the two of them reached out and pressed their palms on the door, seemingly tripping a couple hidden switches as the door broke its seal with a hiss and fell away into the ground and walls.
Inside a new set of catacombs stretched on, only this time metal pervaded the walls in the stead of bones. Soft lights also shone from panels in the side walls, their ghostly light playing off the figures painted on said walls. These paintings themselves frame large metal sarcophagi the sat embedded into the wall every 100 feet or so.
With no small reverence the group entered, the monks scurrying off into the dark to tinker with some switches, leaving the Dominus and Commander (who was craining his neck to read the names inscribed on the sarcophagi. But this stopped as the two reached a crossroads in this new catacombs, in the middle of which sat a particularly large stone grey sarcophagus circled by smooth flagstones. Talan squinted trying to make out the name once again as the grinding sound of metal ageist metal filled the catacomb.
All at once the flagstone circle descended as large mechanical arms appeared from the ceiling, securing themselves on ether side of the sarcophagus, holding it above the new pit. More sounds made themselves known as more arms appeared, carrying thick legs like apertures that they began the arms begain to attach to the bottom of the sarcophagus, which was now humming as lights came on all over it. Some flashed once, or twice but others still just burned their dim angry color.
As the leg apertures were attached the two arms holding the sarcophagus moved it out from the pit and set it on its two new legs before detaching with a hiss and retreating. Both Commander and Dominus looked at the hulking metal behemoth infront of them and waited, as within moments the floor shook as ancient machinery locked into place and activated, producing a very low voice one would feel in the depths of their chest.
"Why do you awaken the Dead." the large thing asked as it unmovingly stared down at the two.
Aventus stepped forward and bowed "We awaken the dead as we are under threat and need your power once more."
The ancient machine thought, or seemed to think before responding
"We are always under threat. But you come to us in need and respect. As such the dead will answer. With that an activation signal bursts out across the Remnants as various secret places suddenly become a whirlwind of motion and sound as the Sarcophagi begin to be activated. But amid all of this only Talan did not react, as his eyes were transfixed on the name etched onto the machine that dominated the Dominus' attention. One simple name
Clarent, a simple name that yet meant so much
DracoLunaris,
Lord Zee,
Fetzen,
Alby47,
King of Rats,
Crispy Octopus,
DELETUSER7284,
Eviledd1984,
DX3214,
Xeiyn
