The Cult A.I. (ORB) has extrapolated for missing parts and technologies better then then infected at altair could. They seemed disturbed by my request- so I withdrew it.
The design was quite stealthy and has a capacity to be a silent predator when needed. I wish to protect my flock and my biology is lending itself to be more and more alien... Less light and more something else a color a flavor... I love my family of light I serve them.. but my path is unclear. So I toil in this pursuit.
Behold.. She is Yishma'el or for those not familiar in the old tongue.. "God Listened."
How did I find her?
When we were traveling to bring the colony to altair ... the Great Spirit Ninlil jumped us before an ancient field of battle. Many alien forms and silhouettes were shattered amongst the stars. Many of them where large lumbering beasts that reminded me of "humans" architecture... but in this case what was glorious was the almost intact form of the raptors wings as we passed to the next jump vector...
I suppose it was my human side that sat in awe of her. We marked the location and surveyed most of the field.
It was on the way back i was able to explore the ship. Most of the seats seemed to be for a humanoid.. but other then that all instruments and equipment had been either destroyed or long picked from the obsidian husks and consoles.
The sheer black... smooth and cold skin... like obsidian ravens feathers.
The vessel can be recreated... and it would be a prototype. The rest of her kind would have to be refit completely for the cult to use.. This might yield greater cargo space because of the lack of hybrid equipment but the day these ships take to space again. Heretics will know not to infringe upon our righteous glory. We walk the path... and our obsidian wings will carry us down upon our enemies like arch angels unto the fallen...
It will also serve to increase the flock... many are weary of our ties to the divine and feel fear when nomads are mentioned... The cult must become a temple.. a sanctuary for all flocks of sheep... until we can shape them into wolves our temple will become a brotherhood.. and a new epoch will be born.I have temples in remote sectors in mind and a few more chariots for the faithful to drive, these dark blessings will fulfill themselves... when waiting is filled.
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