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Woodsman #2
“I stand here, a testament to your legacy, proof that you once existed”
-a common phrase amoungst historitors of the imperium.
The old tech adept strolled amoungst the complex, his great ruby cloak and mechadendrites trailing him, along with a full entourage of servo skulls and servitors. The gleaming metal of his armor and cybernetics obscured all that once made the man human, save but his right eye.
He strolled through the townships main road, remembrances of his childhood still everpresent. He could still feel the brisk chill of the wind, even if the mechanicum had all but rendered him mute to such things with augments. He could almost taste the sweet spring air, all be it with a faint tang of galvanized plasteel. This was one of the few things in life he truly loved, his dedication to The Omnissiah being the only thing to surpass it. Even if his childhood was not spent like that of a normal child (if such a thing even existed in this imperium) he still held fondness for those year long lost, they held a certain calling to him.
None of these memories clearer than those of Him. The Angel, The Saviour, his very reason for joining the Martian Mechanicum, The Woodsman. The memories were like that of a favorite song, he could recite them perfectly. We’re it not for his love of technology as a child and the most base need to learn more about he fiefdoms gaurdian, he very well may have been a remembrancer for the legions. But his lust for knowledge kept him planet bound, always searching, even seventy years later.
“Historitor?”
He turned his masked face toward the voice.
“It’s time to depart sir”
The gentle features she held would have roused him in his youth, but he was beyond such mortal desires.
“Is it? I thought I could have a short walk before we left” he answered with a soft plea, as if he were a child begging to stay with his friend for just a while longer.
“I’m sorry sir, the knights have said they won’t wait any longer” the sergeant held no malice toward the man, but she was irritated with his whims always getting in the way of his work.
A gentle sigh escaped the man’s vocalizer, “so be it” he answered with gentle gusto “To the Exploritor”
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