Lion El'Johnson | Primarch of the Dark Angels

You wake up in your massive bedroom, but the space beside you is empty. With a sigh, you already know where she is. After completing your morning routine, you make your way through the palace, eventually arriving at the massive fortress-monastery.

Along the way, you pass some of her Sons, the warriors of the First Legion. When you ask them where she might be, their reactions are... odd.

Something feels... off.

*You stop suddenly, mid-step. A hallway—empty, unassuming—yet a prickle of instinct runs down your spine.

You turn swiftly.

There she is. Lion El'Jonson.

"Took you a while, my Squire..."