- Вы чего пришли, не видите, у Императора обед!
21.08.2017, 16:56
Когда Бланш ещё рисовал для вахи)
А чо так много народу у него в зале?
Техобслуживание?
А где-то видел мнение - что это обед к Нему пришёл. Если вы понимаете о чём я) Сколько там псайкеров надо в день для Астрономикона? 1000+?).
А где-то видел мнение - что это обед к Нему пришёл. Если вы понимаете о чём я) Сколько там псайкеров надо в день для Астрономикона? 1000+?).
Угу-угу
VICTORY’S HEAVY TOLL
The Emperor’s survival is paramount to the survival of
the Imperium, because only the mind of the Emperor
is powerful enough to survive the never-ending process
of directing the psychic beacon of the Astronomican
out of the raw psychic forces supplied by the servants
of the Adeptus Astronomica. The same survivability
does not hold true for those members of the Adeptus
Astronomica themselves, and their fate is a tragic one.
The effort of generating so much mental energy soon
destroys them, leeching their souls and reducing them
to empty husks. Many die every day, but they are not
the only psykers who make the ultimate sacrifice. The
Emperor cannot eat as men eat, or drink or breathe air,
as his life has long since passed the point where such
things could sustain him. The only viable sustenance for
the Emperor is human life force – souls – and he has an
insatiable appetite.
Not just any human will suffice for the Emperor’s
table, for they must have psychic powers. Therefore,
the Imperium is scoured by the vast flotillas of the
Black Ships in a tireless search for emergent psykers.
During their long journey back to Terra, some of the
psykers are found to have the strength of mind to be
recruited to the Adeptus Astronomica, but many more
serve their Emperor in a more gruesome way. They are
given wholly to the weird machinery that surrounds
the Master of Mankind, and their souls are siphoned,
slowly and agonisingly, to feed his mighty spirit. Many
hundreds, even thousands, must die in this way every
day for the Emperor, the Imperium, and all of Humanity
to survive.
Rulebook 8 ed стр 43
VICTORY’S HEAVY TOLL
The Emperor’s survival is paramount to the survival of
the Imperium, because only the mind of the Emperor
is powerful enough to survive the never-ending process
of directing the psychic beacon of the Astronomican
out of the raw psychic forces supplied by the servants
of the Adeptus Astronomica. The same survivability
does not hold true for those members of the Adeptus
Astronomica themselves, and their fate is a tragic one.
The effort of generating so much mental energy soon
destroys them, leeching their souls and reducing them
to empty husks. Many die every day, but they are not
the only psykers who make the ultimate sacrifice. The
Emperor cannot eat as men eat, or drink or breathe air,
as his life has long since passed the point where such
things could sustain him. The only viable sustenance for
the Emperor is human life force – souls – and he has an
insatiable appetite.
Not just any human will suffice for the Emperor’s
table, for they must have psychic powers. Therefore,
the Imperium is scoured by the vast flotillas of the
Black Ships in a tireless search for emergent psykers.
During their long journey back to Terra, some of the
psykers are found to have the strength of mind to be
recruited to the Adeptus Astronomica, but many more
serve their Emperor in a more gruesome way. They are
given wholly to the weird machinery that surrounds
the Master of Mankind, and their souls are siphoned,
slowly and agonisingly, to feed his mighty spirit. Many
hundreds, even thousands, must die in this way every
day for the Emperor, the Imperium, and all of Humanity
to survive.
Rulebook 8 ed стр 43
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