For you the 13th Black Crusade has been a rather dull affair. Your prophet and leader, Lorgar, remains secluded within the Templum Inficio - as he has these past 10.000 years. His concerns they say, are far weightier than those of mortal man - his Word Bearers included. A less faithful man would perhaps have pondered upon the odd resemblance between this secluded, non-communicative prophet and his former object of worship - the Corpse-God. And so it fell to the Dark Council to rule over the world of Sicarus and its resident Legion of Adeptus Astartes. Once again a less faithful man might have considered how this arrangement mirrored the one between the Corpse-God and his Ruling Council - the False Lords of Terra.

Be that as it may. What is important is that the Council is much given to internal debate, interpretations of the Will of Lorgar and other esotericum. With the Council things are best measured, not in days or weeks or months, but years or even decades if the matter is of grave importance. The Chapter Masters will sometimes grow restless and do things on their own, but rare is the Master who is not either a Dark Apostle himself or under the iron fist of one. Word Bearers are also a proud lot, as are all Astartes, so that they are unlikely to meekly follow where Abaddon goes. To them he is no more than a favored servant of the Powers - he may command a legion of Asartes, but he is no Primarch.

So it was that the bulk of the Word Bearers sat out the opening stages of the 13th Black Crusade. Not before Abaddon's bloody victory over the Imperial Navy in the skies above Cadia did the Dark Council find it in the omens that it was indeed the Will of Lorgar that the Word Bearers join their brethren in their holy quest to liberate Terra - and the rest of Mankind. A man of little piety would perhaps think that the Council got of their fat asses only when the road to Terra had already been paved with the corpses of other, braver men. Abaddon certainly wasn't impressed. And he was said to be even less impressed with the way the Word Bearers subsequently clamored to mount their own little crusade against the Imperium. So unimpressed in fact, that he allowed them the honor of leading the advance into Segmentum Solar. The Warmaster is even said to have smiled when the word came of the Word Bearer's ineviatable collision with reality - the Imperium of the False Emperor is not defeated yet. Segmentum Obscurus may have fallen to Abaddon, but Segmentum Solar is another matter entirely...