Words are hard. Surprisingly the scroll isn't too long, barely the size of four A4 pages and from what I gathered only tains a very brief summary of the history of the p called Folx 4 which I'm assuming is this one. Several of the previous scrolls taining the transportation data also had 'Folx IV' o the date at the bottom so I'm quite sure of that assumption. Rediscovered during the great crusade, settled soon after and transformed into a hive world housand years ago. Ever sihen, it has mostly been here without any apocalypse grade even happening to it surprisingly. The described history only goes up to two thousand years ago, so it didn't give me any cue about what has happened here in the end but it also fits snugly into the Warhammer setting, makih irritated and relieved. Humans like the known even if it's dangerous above the mystery of the unknown, I'd rather know some of the dangers out there than none even if there weren't any iy. My alien instincts would also be pleased with more knowledge about my potential prey and petition. It writes about minor rebellions, cults and even a minor xenos invasion that have 'All been vanquished by the grace of the Emperor with little effort'. It doesn't go into too much detail about either, go figure. I was surprised it eveioned anything about these at all but I guess you o tell about your victories to your popution for them to obediently beeat shields in the Imperial Guard. This also tains more than three-fourths of random bullshit for a historical dot. The writer talks more about how important it is to keep information for ter geions for the good of the Imperium than the damned history he is supposed to. Like I get it but this is ridiculous. After gleaning through it once more to make sure I didn't miss any part that might hide something informative I put this scroll away too and stare gloomily at the remaining shelf full of other scrolls. I don't know what I suspected to find here but it was more than this, I couldn't even mao figure out where in the gaxy this p is supposed to be. That shouldn't be fidential informatiohough 99% of Imperials in Warhammer never leave their birth-p and thus don't o know anything about gactic geography or stuff like that. Do they even call that geography or is that astrology at that point? I began searg for something like that, this was a small library but it seemed to have one or two scrolls on most major topics like politics, history and pary geography being among the ones I've noticed the title of among the rest. I began throwing any useless-sounding ones behind me and gathered the previously mentioned ones plus any that caught my i. In the end, I mao find a few that might help me find out where I was. Jumping bato the couch, kig my feet up onto its armrest and got bato the tedious world of transting and reading. My enthusiasm sted until I was half a scroll into my bi I battelled through the boredom and mao find some actually useful information after finishing up with all of them. Could have been worse, is the only positive thing that I mao e up with. After all, I could have been transported straight into the Ghoul Stars or the Eye of Terror, not that I think any self-respeg Imperial wouldn't try to buro death if they saw my eldrit. Not the most fitting I'm keeping it that for now, it's much better thaentacle-y form or white form. Xenoform sound cool too but it reminds me of the Alien movies and their Xenomorphs, not that those are too creative, it literally means 'alien form' in English. Whatever. I pushed myself off the coud sent a st annoyed look at the room before making my way out of it, this took far too much time for how little information I got but I guess even that was worth it from a pragmatic standpoint. One of the scrolls tained a crude gactic map with a few important ps plus this oed on it which was much better than I'd hoped. The map showed both Ultramar and Terra so I could kind of pce the location of this p in my head even though I wasn't much of a Warhammer lore nerd my brain was always annoyingly good at remembering random trivia I found iing while I fot anything I learned for my exams right after I was doh them. So I khat above Ultramar, towards the Gactiorth was the Tau empire and a bit northwest of that was the Sautek Dynasty of the Nes. I think Folx IV happeo be a bit to the east from where the two empires bordered each other, when the whole gaxy is depicted on a map that I cover with my two palms it 't exactly be accurate. I'm hundreds if not thousands of light years away from either but it's not those two that I'm worried about at the moment. If I remember correctly sometime ie 41st millennium a huge ass Tyranid hive fleet decided that this se of the gaxy looked tasty a on a taste test, only being fragmented when it split and the Smurf marines messed up one splinter fleet while the space elves got the other. Unfortunately for me, the word 'fragmented' is important here as there were still small splinter fleets popping up by the time Papa Smurf woke up, which should also be around now. Alright, enough thinki's get back to expl. I still have four floors of this buildio walk through befoing bay sci-fi parkour on the rooftops. I left the small library behih a spring in my steps and turned down the hallway, away from the dire I came from before. After a few twists and turns, I found myself in a rger room with something that looked like aor at the other end of it but that wasn't the most important now as the floor ainted red with dried blood. Not as much as the ritual room but I don't think even three humans had that much blood in them bined if you drai all. Wish I had something like a dog here to eat so I could get a good enough o follow the trail of blood to where the corpses were taken from here. The room wasn't even too scorched, so they didn't use the fme ons here just massacred a few people. I wasn't even surprised by now that I only thought about finding where the corpses had gone for some easy energy. I still felt sympathetic towards whoever probably got bisected here based on the amount of blood but that paled in parison to my o survive and gather more energy. Still, it's f for my humao feel even that much, I'm not a total monster yet. I shook my head and tried to find out whether I could see any blood trail going from the dried pool but I couldn't, did they wait with transp the corpses until the blood has dried up? I frowned, how did they paint the ritual circles with them then? I shook my head again, doesn't matter. I wasn't anything close to a doctor so fuck me if I knew how blood worked and dried, plus space wizards are supposedly a thing here. I sciously didn't think about the infinite dark sea my soul was nguidly levitating above and decided that this vely pced elevatht as well be my way down to the floor. I already had more than enough things to get used to and make my peace with.