THE CHORUS ARRIVES AT THE PILLAR SOVEREIGN: A TALE FROM THE PALE SUNS

The Pillar Sovereign drifts in the void, the hub of industry and vice. A husk of plundered warships welded into something monstrous—a throne of excess, a gilded parasite suckling at the corpse of the Imperium. Skulnor flows like lifeblood, buying flesh, favor, and the right to exist another day. The Chorus arrives like an ill omen. Docking clamps groan as the cathedral barge of the Church of the…