Another week, another episode in the tale of the Techpriestess. AKA, Miss Not Appearing in This Week's Story. Continued from >>96187000

>The months that followed witnessed a succession of curious happenings: A freighter laden with Throne Gelt, precious bullion, and jewels departed the hidden fortress of the Von Nassau-Mendoza dynasty, bearing a fortune that could purchase whole worlds as it plied the shipping lanes towards Holy Terra. At each port of call, whether in dreary alleyways or luxurious clubs, the wages of a dozen lifetimes changed hands with careless ease as agents of the Rogue Trader extracted promises from chosen individuals, positioned within Imperial society to bring his plot to fruition.

>And where an excess of pride or misplaced zealotry led some to refuse the dynasty's coin, room was made for others less burdened by scruples. Indeed, the petit bourgeoisie of the Imperium seemed to be wracked by a spate of misfortune, as prominent and virtuous men plunged from rooftops under mysterious circumstances or fell prey to "hive gangers" with a troubling frequency.

>It was a costly affair to be sure, perhaps the greatest endeavor in the dynasty's history. Yet with this expense of coin and blood, the Rogue Trader would achieve the impossible and have Salafié's well-deserved damnation replaced with lauded grace.