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ARIO BARZANO RECLINED on his bed, sipping a glass of uskavar and scanning through a sheaf of papers delivered to his chambers by a grim-faced Sergeant Learchus. Barzano had endured the full wrath of the sergeant when he and Jenna Sharben had returned to the palace chambers after their excursion into the manufactorum districts of the city. The pair had hit a few beerhalls and alehouses, but had learned nothing much more than the fact that there was whispered talk of a mass demonstration planned. Most of the talk had been aimed simply at deriding the planetary rulers and the general miserable lot of the workers. After three fruitless hours, they had decided to cut their losses and return to the palace. The situation on Pavonis was in many ways more serious than he had imagined. There was more going on here than simple piracy and population unrest. What you must know ! MAUSOLEUM ! For the vast bulk of the citizens of the Imperium, death is not the end of their service to the emperor. They are quickly forgotten by everyone except the record keepers of the Administratum and their bodies are recycled into foodstuffs, fertilizers, and other useful products. More prominent members of society may receive the honor of entombment in an Imperial mausoleum, where the masses may read of their deeds and be inspired by their example. With its halls of entombed heroes, a Mausoleum can become the focus of a fanatical defense, and its destruction can deal a severe blow to the defenders' morale. |
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