The (Appointed) Lord of the Underdark
The (Appointed) Lord of the Underdark
Planetary governor, Supreme regent of Hive Octaris, Lord commander of the planetary defense forces, Lord High admiral of the great planetary navy and High arch-duke of the supreme order of imperial planetary justice, Augustus Van Grim was NOT having a good.
To start it all, his 7th favorite mistress was "down with a sickness" for the third day in a row so he had her executed for so obviously lying, then the church got uppity, actually daring to send a messenger to his home to berate him for getting involved in their matters as, apparently the girl was touched by dark powers, he replied that if they didn't act before him with respect to the matters of both the soul and the state he would cut the his personal number of donations in half and then had the messenger along with his personal priest executed and the remains send along the message to the church, and then, he had executed the entire family of his old mistress to prevent the spread and cut the donations to the church like he promised.
Truly he had to do everything around here as everyone was incompetent.
Later in the day while he was having his second lunch alongside his retainers and their families, a delicious number of imported "real mammal" (some kind of quadruped) meat and semi-synthetic wine aged for 291 years, when some minor nobles got into a dispute regarding some rumors about, "Space Marines", ridiculous as he had not heard anything about it and if he, the throne damed planetary governor, heard anything then it was nothing more than hearsay and heresy, so he had them all stripped of titles, send to some tertiary location of some Lower Hive mine and their possessions taken as compensation for the interruption of everyone's time.
The nerve of some people when they gain even a scrap of power, truly it was something to admire and hate at equal measure.
And finally, this very moment, Augustus semestral day at the office when he came to oversee how his overseers were doing and maybe do some paperwork himself, the cause for his worry and the reasons that he had the hallways around his private office emptied and guarded at the treat of death to all who dares disturb him.
A report from some no name spy inserted among the lower-level rabble that had miraculously been send by mistake to his office.
It confirmed the rumors and gave rise to his most profound fears, Space Marines or at least the silhouettes of them had been seen by some gangsters that had escaped to the Underhive during the purges and returned incredibly lessened in numbers, the mere fact that the Emperors Angels, those who always confronted every treat head on were sneaking about like mere criminal called to attention that the treat was either incredible dangerous even for them…
Or that he was being investigated.
Either way it was horrible news, this was going to cause problems like no other, it was going to involve the Astra Militarum, the Emperors church, the Sisters of Battle; And if it got to out of control, it would even involve the Inquisition.
He would lose everything, his position, his privileges, his lifestyle, everything that was his by right, he …... was saved, for in the corner of his vision was the solution of all his problems, a simple datapad detailing his savior.
Sabutai Torus, member of a noble family, friends with the mechanicus, operator of a manufactorium in the best place that he could imagine right now, and most importantly of all, his latest scape goat, the one he could point the finger at and all of the problems would follow him. And all that with just a little bit of work.
And so, without much fanfare, was that the noble know as Sabutai Torus was given his title.
Lord of the Underdark, delegated regent of the Underhive.
Planetary governor, Supreme regent of Hive Octaris, Lord commander of the planetary defense forces, Lord High admiral of the great planetary navy and High arch-duke of the supreme order of imperial planetary justice, Augustus Van Grim was NOT having a good.
To start it all, his 7th favorite mistress was "down with a sickness" for the third day in a row so he had her executed for so obviously lying, then the church got uppity, actually daring to send a messenger to his home to berate him for getting involved in their matters as, apparently the girl was touched by dark powers, he replied that if they didn't act before him with respect to the matters of both the soul and the state he would cut the his personal number of donations in half and then had the messenger along with his personal priest executed and the remains send along the message to the church, and then, he had executed the entire family of his old mistress to prevent the spread and cut the donations to the church like he promised.
Truly he had to do everything around here as everyone was incompetent.
Later in the day while he was having his second lunch alongside his retainers and their families, a delicious number of imported "real mammal" (some kind of quadruped) meat and semi-synthetic wine aged for 291 years, when some minor nobles got into a dispute regarding some rumors about, "Space Marines", ridiculous as he had not heard anything about it and if he, the throne damed planetary governor, heard anything then it was nothing more than hearsay and heresy, so he had them all stripped of titles, send to some tertiary location of some Lower Hive mine and their possessions taken as compensation for the interruption of everyone's time.
The nerve of some people when they gain even a scrap of power, truly it was something to admire and hate at equal measure.
And finally, this very moment, Augustus semestral day at the office when he came to oversee how his overseers were doing and maybe do some paperwork himself, the cause for his worry and the reasons that he had the hallways around his private office emptied and guarded at the treat of death to all who dares disturb him.
A report from some no name spy inserted among the lower-level rabble that had miraculously been send by mistake to his office.
It confirmed the rumors and gave rise to his most profound fears, Space Marines or at least the silhouettes of them had been seen by some gangsters that had escaped to the Underhive during the purges and returned incredibly lessened in numbers, the mere fact that the Emperors Angels, those who always confronted every treat head on were sneaking about like mere criminal called to attention that the treat was either incredible dangerous even for them…
Or that he was being investigated.
Either way it was horrible news, this was going to cause problems like no other, it was going to involve the Astra Militarum, the Emperors church, the Sisters of Battle; And if it got to out of control, it would even involve the Inquisition.
He would lose everything, his position, his privileges, his lifestyle, everything that was his by right, he …... was saved, for in the corner of his vision was the solution of all his problems, a simple datapad detailing his savior.
Sabutai Torus, member of a noble family, friends with the mechanicus, operator of a manufactorium in the best place that he could imagine right now, and most importantly of all, his latest scape goat, the one he could point the finger at and all of the problems would follow him. And all that with just a little bit of work.
And so, without much fanfare, was that the noble know as Sabutai Torus was given his title.
Lord of the Underdark, delegated regent of the Underhive.
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