Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-28917471-20150214113638/@comment-28917471-20150401055812

The sinner approahced the altar slowly.

"Emperor! Deliver me! For there is no purity left in me..." - said the harlot while tears were runing on her face. "I forsake Him when I threw my lot with recidivists and heretics... mybody is damned, but can you still save my soul?" -  said the piligrim with an innocent face, while she looked like she was looking for a salvation.

Meanwhile, in the Captain's chamber....

"You are correct, Lord Vorst. Watching over you is only part of my duty. There is a greater mission for me. All I can say is that I'm сurently in pursuit of a specific heretic, whose actions have led to tha fall of an entire hive-city. My acolytes have discovered the whereabouts of this personna, his base of operations is located within the Rifts of Hecaton, on One-Thirty-Nine".

Cetus took out a piece of paper, it looked like it was part of a bigger stellar-map.

"There, - Cetus pointed on an unamed planet. "My Throne Agents informed me that the planet lies between Arpholiun VII and Seruce VIII. The beast makes it lair there..." Cetus looked at the Trader with his cold eyes. "And you will help me find this planet, Lord Vorst, otherwise... well... I assume that you do understand what will happen should you fail me on this task..."