Holly Terra RPG

After the long flight the voidship that transported you and millions of other piligrims finally reaches its destination - The Holy Terra, humanity's craddle and the most sacred place for any loyal human. From the hold where you've lived for the whole flight you can only imagine how magnificent it should look from above, but you have to keep patience for the finishing line of your way to the destination of your piligrimage.
Soon you get into the shuttle and the voice of the pilot coming through the vox modulator of a servitor imbedded into the shuttle's wall instructs you on how to secure yourself on the way down and how to act when on the holy land.
When you exit the shuttle, you're met with the loud noice that probably never really goes down - sound of quadrillions of people inhabiting the planet and thousands of them right now in the space port. High walls and stained windows are decorated with ornaments, the giant statue of The God-Emperor is overlooking the crowd beneath its feet - the port is one of the most gorgeous places you've been to, but there's no time for sightseeing yet, as you have to get in line to the customs, where one of hundreds Administraum workers of this port will check your documents. Soon you get there, now you stand in front of the high desk, two stern guardsmen looking at you suspiciously from both sides of it, an old bearded man looks at you from behind the desk and checks your documents.
"And who are you exactly?" He asks with a tired voice.