For the visit to Solemnace I decided to bring a less threatening force with , not a whole Crusade fleet. The ships wouldn't have much value against Trazyn, except as hostages against .
The Canticle for the Vanquished, my old battlecruiser fit the task perfectly. Escorting us was the New Dawn, Lady Vhane's cruiser. I wanted my new ally to see for herself the magnitude of Necron force, plus Isha might be able to help the old Rogue Trader Captain, as she was too reaching the limit of rejuvenation treatnts.
The main fleet continued ahead towards the staff while considering my offer. "Always full of surprises, even when I thought I had all variables accounted for. And where is this second C'tan?" Trazyn asked in a more suspicious voice.
"The Void Dragon is on Mars. However, you should know that another Necron Dynasty had tried to grab him while I was there. I suspect the Silent King, but well...he wouldn't say." I quipped in an easy voice.
The Necron Lord took a step back, and grabbed his chin in deep thought. "It is very enticing, such a prize. But if the Silent King himself tried and failed, a strike with my own forces would probably fail as well. Plus, I know the Emperor of Mankind has returned. I won't bet my life on a 20 percent chance, no matter the potential worth of the prize."
I sighed inward, as even the genius Necron was locked in a conflict resolution mindspace, despite my efforts to educate him on the value of fair trade.
"I did say it would be a trade, did I not? I get Isha and you get the Void Dragon, without having to fight the Imperium or the Emperor. Of course, you will need to use the Blackstone Fortress and the Venatoria techpriests to gain access to Mars, plus this nice Primarch to vouch for you." I explained in a softer tone.
Trazyn hesitated and turned towards Ferrus Manus for confirmation.
"It is as Lord Lancefire says, Lord Trazyn. He speaks with the Voice of the Emperor, out here in the Eastern Fringe." the Primarch declared with his synthetic vox voice.
"That is more surprising, I'd say. A binding agreent, via a Rogue Trader? And I receive immunity during the trade?" the Necron Overlord wondered as he focused on the Angel.
"As long as you don't overstep the boundaries of the deal. If the Emperor has to intervene to protect his subjects, then you will incur penalties...and the Emperor is not especially rciful to xenos or oathbreakers." Ferrus Manus replied in a sterner voice.
While the two overpowered beings conversed the details of the C'tan extraction, I approached Isha for a personal request. "My lady, freedom is never free. I expect you'll provide with so help, if it's within your powers."
A pair of alien eyes asured for a long minute, before nodding slightly. "I am needed elsewhere, and quite desperately, Astartes. You get one day."
I sobbed inward at the unfair deal, but gods were always like that. I had a dozen issues to be fixed by a god level biomancer, and a single day was probably not enough. Then again, I did have sothing to trade for her services.
So I turned towards the Necron. "Right! Lord Trazyn, a certain Phoenix Lord has complained to about losing thousands of ships and many warriors. Billions of them. I need them packed and ready to transport in a dedicated tesseract, in exchange for the paint job." I demanded in a shaless voice, while holding my palm out.
I think I heard tal teeth clench and screech as Trazyn turned towards . "That's too much! They ca here to kill !"
"And what was the purpose of that paint?" I asked curiously, and rhetorically.
"...Damn human. What are you looking at, silly dog!" Trazyn muttered in an aggravated voice, pointing his staff at the innocent space wolf.
"Woof!" Canis barked, conveying his undying respect.
"You'd scratch the gums on those tal bones, Canis. He's not as soft as those Ork vegetables." I intervened and drew Canis back before he actually tried to bite the tal Necron.
"Wooo." the wolf answered with a brave voice, while his Rosarius shield anchored on his collar flared visibly. In a fair fight I'd give Canis good odds against any Necron Lord, but Trazyn wasn't an easy target.
"Damn mutt! I'm not scared of you!" Trazyn grumbled as he straightened his staff and held a tesseract crystal out.
With a ntal flick, I grabbed the captured Eldar and the new tesseract, and then held my other hand out for a goddess. "Co, Lady Isha. We have a few people to heal." I said while gesturing towards the dead Primarch.
The Eldar goddess stepped out from the Tesseract Vault and gingerly swept my hand aside, then held my elbow like a princess. "All life is my domain, Pef Lancefire. But, this spirit Primarch is not alive. He will need Ynnead's aid to return to life."
Damn it. I really didn't like the creepy god of death.
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