Well here's the next its a fair bit (I got a bit enthusiastic) hope you all like and next time the action starts (unfortunatelly character development is a necessary evil
Over the next day Darien explained everything to Zacharias whose head spun from the sheer enormity of it all. Darien himself was now a member of the Ordo Malleus and more importantly part of an organization within the Ordo that trained, supervised or eliminated exceptionally powerful psykers, Zacharias of whom was one apparently. Darien had recovered Zacharias and had allowed his psyk-augurs to examine the scene on Escaldor; they had nearly passed out from the psychic overload. Currently the space marine strike cruiser was two months away from Ontarian III the black ship they were currently on was 6 weeks away giving them ample time to catch them. Darien had also revealed that the remnants of Zacharias sword had been reforged into a new force sword to better serve its master; the sword itself was breathtaking as Zacharias took it in. Over a meter and a half long, single edged, inlaid with psychically conductive circuitry a hybrid of Imperial force weapon technology and Eldar witchblade technology, a hardened wraithbone core surrounded by an admantium sheath, the guard and hilt both carved from pure wraithbone and fashioned for elegance and efficiency. The sword was a living piece of art, a conscious instrument of death. Zacharias could not wait to begin training with it, the blade itself eager to be used. They both didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t have to wait long.
Zacharias stepped out into a gargantuan chamber in the bowels of the Black ship, the chamber was huge easily three hundred meters long and wide and almost sixty high, the interior was made to represent some sort to of rocky desert and Darien explained that the walls were six feet thick layered rockrete and plasteel, and that an entire bank of void shields encompassed the chamber, when the eldar warlock, exarch and dire avengers joined him Zacharias could understand the necessity of it. The warlock stepped forward the rest of the eldar hung back perching themselves on various rocks, the warlock took off his helm to reveal his rune tattooed face, alien and porcelain in nature, the dark runes contrasted vividly.
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Greetings mon-keigh, it has been requested by my lord-seer that my kin and I prepare you for the coming conflict, this shall aid us in that endeavorÃ¢â‚¬