Machia- hvala polski brat! I have found out that when Im squatting my writting improves drastically x'D

Aaron Black- I can see why you might think that. Of fate and Emperor has much MUCH slower plot and build up while this story is much more engaging, active and fast paced.

Lastly, shout out to all you peeps, does anyone wanna play rogue trader with me?

"Does the inefficiency of your human technology stretch so far?" Savora asked Bering as they transverse the warp. The crew celebrated quietly as the warp was safe... or as safe as it was ever going to be. The fleet was missing its flagship as they left the light cruiser back at Aegle, but the raider the transport and the three escorts were all accounted for. "So this crude vessel doesnt have the mighty advanced Eldar technology that is the rune caster and so you are twice as slow in transition!?" she barked as Bering's bridge crew and officers rolled their eyes and frowned at her.

"Now now miss Savora..." Being defended his proud ship. "The rune caster halves the time required to navigate the warp, the vast majority of imperial ships lack one." he said. Still Savora was pissed, two whole days of nothing. Oh well, at least she spend them talking to the pompous bastard and he explained to her the principles of Imperial commerce. As it stood at about half the territory of the petty Imperium of man the warp was sufficiently quiet and calm that normal navigation and space faring was possible with no time loss, or at least minor losses of a few hours or so and minimal course loss. As it happens these were the richest and most successful parts of the Imperium. Then at about a quarter of it the warp is still transferable but there were time delays with the occasional warp phenomena which could range between a couple of days of time loss and couple of void units of off course travel to all out loss of ships or sending them centuries in the future as it was in most cases, but it wasnt unheard of that they get sent in the past as well. Several lords and rogue traders got to meet their doubles or younger selves. Savora, of course, had written down all the information in her powerful Eldar mind. The last, unknown percentage, of Imperial space was covered with warp storms and was either entirely untravelable, only the gods knowing what awaited those who were foolish enough to risk such warp jumps or they were simply too hard to navigate. These last regions were both the poorest and most lucrative for business as many xenos world, lost technologies and such awaited them and as luck would have it these regions were at the edges of the galaxy or at the very core near the maelstrom, not counting the eye of terror of course. While she was capable of remembering all of this, Savora decided to keep notes which rapidly evolved into a diary where she noted important information. Still when the agony of not having her armor around these backstabbing mon'keigh and not having her usual luxury quarters aboard Adrian's ship ended, that is to say when they finally arrived upon their destination, Savora was mightily pleased with the sight before her. As if noticing her widened eyes Bering leaned in and spoke gently.

"Impressive, isnt it?" he asked as the image on the screen magnified. "The adepts of the machine have a unique and rather impressive architecture do they not?" He asked as the forge world Orellia tetrius was rather attractive for all its apparent... lackluster. First of all the planet was inadequately named as the explorator or rogue trader who found it named it Tetrius instead of tertium, the proper gothic term for 'third'. The planet itself was covered with red sand and was much like the original forge world of mars in some regards which most likely played into the fact that it became a forge world in the first place. The first planet in the system was unremarkable and lifeless. The second planet was very colorful as numerous gasses dotted its surface. The gasses themselves were being collected and transported to the forge world where they were processed in terraforming machinery of the Omnissiah as the planet itself had no atmosphere to begin with and even after all this time they failed to terraform it properly, perhaps simply because they didnt need to in the first place.

"Hail them..." Bering said as the screen flickered to reveal a heavily augmented man. Savora eyed the planet proper and noted that only half of it was covered in the vast forge complexes that were common for these worlds, further showing that the forge world was a poor one indeed. Hell even the shipyards held only a few vessels which were being constructed.

"The adepts of the machine god great you and your mighty vessel, rogue trader. Might we inquire to the purpose of your visit?" He said, clearly being chosen for the roll due to his diplomatic and social skills.

"Blessing of the Omnissiah onto you, adept." Bering said. "I have arrived with a proposal from myself and my brother in hopes of... mutual profit." he said.

"We will send a representative to great you and discus your proposal proper. You are free to dock at port 4.5 delta. We have received your warrant of trade via astropathic message, but please be kind enough to present it at the landing pat for confirmation's sake. " The man said and Bering nodded as his crew set in the course. "Anything else my lord?" he asked and Bering was quick to point out.

"Indeed. I hope you have read and confirmed my warrant, as Im traveling with my is my Advisor Lady Savora. She is of a proud and noble Eldar origin and while a xeno I would like her safety be assured as she will be present with me during the negotiations." He declared and while the crew frowned Savora was... surprised and slightly amused to find him vouching and supporting her, the love struck fool. The machine man took a moment to process the information and figure out how to react.

"I see... just make sure that your advisor is well behaved and she will be treated as another high guest." he said. "I will inform my superiors about her presence. Just tell me, are there any other xenos on board?" he asked, clearly nervous even with his metallic nature.

"Negative." Bering said. "That would be all." he said and the link cut soon after. Savora went with him to the docking bay as the machinery of the adeptus mechanicus came to life in their orbital complexes, securing the vessel and its companions tightly. As expected when the all clear signal was given and the door was open, awaiting them were no less than three tech priests accompanied by a few dozen or so murder servitors and what seemed like a battalion of skitarii who all pointed their guns at them. Bering gave an order to halt with his hand to give the mechanicus a moment to scan them and be certain they pose no threat. After a few seconds the tension eased and Savora exhaled, rolling her eyes.

"What? Not even a single titan at least?" she asked and Bering shot her a very stern look. The head of the mechanicus spoke.

"We apologies for these security measures lord Bering... but you are aware of the treacherous nature of the Eldar. Despite their appearance, they are xenos." He said and pointed with his bionic hand as a skitarii went to search Savora. She rolled her eyes and extended her arms, not offering resistance.

"At least you are not taking any carnal pleasures from this, are you trooper?" she asked as the man concluded his search. The trooper looked at her and she sensed him blush underneath his helmet.

"All clear Magos!" he declared and the skitarii lowered their weapons. The man nodded and beaconed for the procession to follow. Savora and Bering walked side by side with the three magos, talking to the most senior of them. The skitarii and the servitors, of course, followed them.

"Tell me, Lord Bering, why have you chosen a xeno as an advisor? Are you not aware of the dangers it can pose? Not only of a physical treacherous kind, but the spiritual kind as well." He asked. Bering smiled and nodded politely at this.

"It was my elder brother's decision, Lord Magos, I, however, cant argue with his reasoning. He said that where a sane man's weak mind is not enough to breach the complexities of the Emperor's galaxy, perhaps the twisted and complex mind of an Eldar is." he said. Savora tried her best to ignore the fact that they were talking about her.

"While such words would be wise indeed, one should threat carefully as they near the verge of heresy." The magos spoke. "And while we applaud your conclusion that the fleshy, weak, biological mind is weak indeed, the human's brain is still the most perfect nervous system as invented by the Omnissiah." he said and Savora smiled, these insults were beneath her! In fact they were amusing to say the least.

"The Emperor and the Omnissiah will judge me, Magos... they will judge us all... and they will decide if the decision my family made is a correct one or not." he said as they entered the conference chamber and sat down.

"So..." the magos began, his bodyguards around him. "What is your proposal?" he asked and as Bering was to open his mouth Savora cut him off.

"Some assessments, Magos..." she said and the man's biotic eyes locked on her. "You correct me if my data is incorrect." she said and the magos carefully nodded, clearly wishing her to be wrong. "Your fair forge world could be in a much better position, could it not?" she asked and he processed her information. Upon not hearing a response she continued. "Your main rival, in terms of competition of course, is the forge world in the Requiem system, owned by the Judenhossen family, correct?" she asked.

"Correct." his metallic, vox voice spoke.

"They are capable of mass producing wargear and other gear, tools and... technologies necessary by the sector and at the moment you cant compete with that." she said. He nodded. "However, the Judenhossen keep all the best gear for themselves, allowing you to focus on quality instead of quantity of technology produced, which makes up for your low stock and allows you to compete." she concluded.

"Correct, Eldar, but I hope you are not mocking us but offering a solution." he said and she nodded politely.

"One of the main reasons, as my research suggests, that you cant outright compete or advance your forgeworld is the lack of mineral resources." she said. "The Requiem system has rich asteroids and a mining world to supply its forge and the Judenhossen make sure they are served first and foremost. while your system lacks such resources." Savora said. Bering had had enough of this.

"Which is where house Gregorik comes in." he said and the magos shifted his gaze towards him. "On our trip to Aegle, Judenhossen navy officers have revealed that they passed by a seemingly abandoned mining world just 2 light years away from you. Upon digging through their archives we have found that the star in the system has only one planet which reportedly was a poor mining world couple of millennia ago, prior to your forge world being establish. Suffice to say they were out competed by the Judenhossen's and their last astropath died a millennium and a half ago and hence all contact and trading was lost." he spoke and with his each passing word the Magus's bionic eyes flickered as emotions ran through his circuitry.

"If we had tuned our augurs better we could have found the planet years ago." he said ironically. "But Lord Bering... even if what you and your companion are saying is true. We not only do not know the state of the said planet or does it even still have population... Ironically for an active sector it is a disgrace that they were abandoned so." he spoke as emotions flickered. "My point is, we personally dont have the ships or the resources necessary to scout it or do much about it. The only transports that come here are those by the imperial navy which bring the ore for which we trade the escort vessels you see in our docks and any surplus ore is used to create superb gear, I assure you. Then again this wouldnt be a proposition if you didnt stand to benefit as well." he said, losing his breath seemingly.

"Yes." Bering nodded. "My house has in its possession a transport vessel." he said and the magos's eyes flickered strongly. "I think you saw it dock. In any case, we will be willing to go to this world and, if the population is still there as the Von Judenhossen's claim, we will try to establish a trade between your two worlds. I assure you we will present your side fairly and if you wish one of your members can accompany us." He said and he tried not to smirk as he could swear that the magos's eyes would explode with excitement.

"And in return?" he asked.

"We have come to understand that your problems arent monetary in nature..." Savora began. "You have plenty of thrones from your best quality gear selling and... the only problem is the aforementioned lack of ores and minerals." she said.

"We would be sure to give you a fair price for the minerals we buy from the natives there." Bering said and the magos felt slightly angry.

"But why wouldnt we simply buy the ore and..." Magus said as he calculated.

"And transport it with what ships?" he asked. "Even if you do build a transport which would last about a couple of years you will still have to be certain there is still ore there. Our method is much more... expedient and quicker. While I do understand that at worst one can look at this deal as you paying us for space trucking your ore to you until you can build your own transport, I can assure you, on my honor, that we will give you a fair price." Bering said and the magus cooled down, realizing that in fact the rogue trader's option was the better one instead of struggling to build a ship.

"Agreed." The magos said as he shivered with delight, an oddity for one of his kind and age. "I will personally come with you as will a few of my colleagues." he concluded and with a shake of a biological and a bionic hand the deal was done before it was written down and sealed by signatures.