The chamber was vast.
Everything was still. Everything was cold.
The chamber was old.
There were signs of battle/struggle/VICTORY! just few years old.
The chamber was full of machinery older than many civilizations.
Then there was change. A movement/noise as a gate high as hills are tall began to open.
The procession of Faithfull have entered.
It was not cautious. It was not quiet.
The procession had tools/arms/gifts of Divine a plenty. It had sounds of Prayer shouted from lips/speakers to declare to World.
They came to reclaim/repair/heal that what was stolen/broken/WRONG.
It was twelve Adepts.
For number is Holy.
Each leading twelve Servitors.
For number is Holy.
Each fallowed by twelve Servo-skulls of Faithfull.
For number is Holy.
For their mission is Holy/RIGHT.
And it just started.
Twelve times they journeyed throught chamber visiting each machine.
Each time leaving behind trail of incense to calm Spirits of Machines even as eyes/sensors didnt move from needles of Warp Geigers to seek out any taint left behind.
For number is Holy.
Only after such pilgrimage was finished did they move to first machine up close.
And so they checked its records for what it was. What is its task. And what ills it.
And so Motive Force gave them answer First.
Then they queried Machines Spirit for what it was. What is its task. And what ills it.
And as Omnissiah decried it answered Second.
Finaly they look at it with their own senses and reasoned for what it was. What is its task. And what ills it.
And so Machine God enlighted them closer to Divine.
The work was meticulous as each Machine was examined if it can be brought to back to its function.
And so they cheered for its return from being Lost.
If it broken beyond their means to right and so will have its crude matter recast in another shape.
And so they grieved and Prayed for Machine Spirit to be reborn into new life.
Or if Demons passage left it to twisted even after its banishment to let it exist.
And so they wept and let World know their Hatred as they broke what remained to deny Heresy any hold over anything.
Thus do we invoke the Machine God.
Thus do we make whole that which was sundered.
The true work began as they started repairing what was left.
To bring new life and purpose to Machines older then their Order.
To not just bring them back to what was in past.
But to guard them for future.
To each be taken into their parts.
And for each part to be incribed.
With Wards of Protection.
So they are safe from Empyreal.
With Words of Hatred.
So that Demon will knows Pain.
With Words of their Purpose.
So that Machine will always Remember what it is.
Lines of Inscribtions fallowing from parts input to its output.
So that Motive Force will empower them.
All Warded.
From smallest cable and bolt.
Up to entire Machine when assembled back.
So that Heretical will find no hold in future.
As it should be.
The soul of the Machine God surrounds thee.
The power of the Machine God invests thee.
The hate of the Machine God drives thee.
The Machine God endows thee with life.
Live!
AN. So basicaly I thought how would our guys go over industrial areas that after Conquest were for sure set aside for their own use even as other bigger Factions would gobble most of stuff that was taken from Conquest.
And that how it ended.