True Purpose

Niklaas stared down at Terra for a moment longer before he turned away. In truth, he was glad to be leaving. So much had happened, so much had changed. He did not see any obvious disaster, but change had a way of assuming greater importance as the years went by.

Niklaas and his Keepers would keep watch from a safe distance. Perhaps the decisions made would stand the test of time. If they didn’t, he and his sons would be ready to intervene.

He nodded to his shipmaster. The mortal quickly rattled off orders that would detach the flagship and send it back to the front lines where it belonged.

Waiting beside his throne, the Patriarch watched the display for a moment longer. Only after Niklaas had taken his seat, did his Right Hand stated, “This will be one of the largest undertakings known to man.“

Niklaas nodded. For it was the mission of the Fire Keepers to create a system to contain the greenskins and their foul empire. Too many legions had been assigned to the Reclamation Command. The Imperium‘s dispersed strength had meant it would not have the necessary fire power to end the Ullanor empire. Containment was the mission, until the Emperor was found. To that end, the grandest fortification project was underway.

Niklaas inwardly twitch at the thought of working side by side with the Obsidian Guard. But he could not deny the necessity. The sheer distance involved would require their entire combined efforts, and it would still take years to complete and perfect. It was entirely possible that it would prove a wasted effort with the Emperor's return.

It did not matter to Niklaas. He would fulfill his duty and be free from the politics. For once, life fighting the Orks would be welcomed over spending it with his own kind.

As the flagship aimed toward deep space, Niklaas relaxed and allowed fortifications to fill his mind. [[Category:T]]