Reken
15-12-2007, 14:03
An enormous rift in space opens as a fleet begins to translate into the plane of reality once again. The Ships of an arcane design yet freshly painted. The fleet having a Marking of a robed figure with a sword in one hand with the other held out with a psychic power dancing around it. The exploriatory fleet was a meager ensemble of one emperor class battleship, a couple strike cruisers and a transport ship. “So This is where it happened. .” States Loki as The ship blah finishes translation into the Isstvan system. “Bring us into orbit around the third planet as soon as the fleet finishes translation.
As the fleet begins its movement to the third planet, Loki heads to his arming room. Walking down the corridor he nods in acknowledgment to massing shipmen and astartes. Not wishing to been seen as superior to his men he forbids any salutes or show of rank to him, unless in a situation of formality. Walking up to a non-discrepant door the door opens sliding into the bulkhead to reveal a rather bare room. Off against the far wall was his bed, neat and crisp, as if a new recruit had made it. Next to it was the rack containing his armor and a small three legged stool. Walking through the doorway the smell of oils assaulted his senses along with the underling of incense. Walking over to his armor he picks his helm off of the stand and begins the rituals of cleaning it and preparing it for anything that may have survived on the surface.
On the bridge captain Vasurno directed the fleet into a standard defensive formation in a low orbit around the planet. “Scan the surface for any life signs flora or animal. I want to know exactly what we are walking into.” Vasurno pauses as he ponders a thought. “Also alert the scout teams that we will be requiring their skills in this endeavor.” The Captian was not a young man by far but rather a hardened man who had been in service to reken before the time of Aloura’s reign. His face scarred by a las bolt that cut through his left cheek in the clearing a space hulk heading for segmentum solar. His right leg has long been replaced with a mechanical one after it was hit by a tyranid bioweapon. Pressing a symbol on the arm of the command chair he speaks. “Sir Loki we have reached orbit around the planet and are ready to begin deployment upon your order.”
Standing he secures the final pieces of his armor and walks to the comms station of the wall. ”Acknowledged, I will be there shortly.” Pressing a few symbols on the wall controls Loki continues. “All Captains Report to the bridge in full armor immediately.” Picking up his helm he exits his room and proceeds to the bridge. Loki chose his room as the farthest from the bridge so by the time he made the trip to it his captains would be able to secure their gear and meet him along the way. The first to join him was Druian, captain of the third company. Druian was not the most book smart man but when he got himself onto the battle field there was no one better that could get himself out of a tight situation than Druian. The second to join him was Laurias, of the tenth company. Recently promoted to this title when the former was killed in an attack on a ferval world they were pacifying. As Laurias joined he nodded in agreement at Druian.
The proceeded toward the bridge as the rest of the captains join them. The twenty-one of them file through to a battle room off to the side of the bridge. As the last of them are seated in the dim lit room Loki activates one of the control studs in front of his seat. a Small circle in the middle of the large table opens and a device protrudes from it as the holo map is activated.
"These are the most accurate maps we have of the planet," he starts, "Unfortunately they date back to the heresy." Picking up a small pen like object he presses a button on the side and a small red beacon appears on the map. "This is the supposed location of the first battle of the heresy, and it is also where we shall begin our searches. our mission is to find any remains that we may find of that battle. Dismissed"
As the fleet begins its movement to the third planet, Loki heads to his arming room. Walking down the corridor he nods in acknowledgment to massing shipmen and astartes. Not wishing to been seen as superior to his men he forbids any salutes or show of rank to him, unless in a situation of formality. Walking up to a non-discrepant door the door opens sliding into the bulkhead to reveal a rather bare room. Off against the far wall was his bed, neat and crisp, as if a new recruit had made it. Next to it was the rack containing his armor and a small three legged stool. Walking through the doorway the smell of oils assaulted his senses along with the underling of incense. Walking over to his armor he picks his helm off of the stand and begins the rituals of cleaning it and preparing it for anything that may have survived on the surface.
On the bridge captain Vasurno directed the fleet into a standard defensive formation in a low orbit around the planet. “Scan the surface for any life signs flora or animal. I want to know exactly what we are walking into.” Vasurno pauses as he ponders a thought. “Also alert the scout teams that we will be requiring their skills in this endeavor.” The Captian was not a young man by far but rather a hardened man who had been in service to reken before the time of Aloura’s reign. His face scarred by a las bolt that cut through his left cheek in the clearing a space hulk heading for segmentum solar. His right leg has long been replaced with a mechanical one after it was hit by a tyranid bioweapon. Pressing a symbol on the arm of the command chair he speaks. “Sir Loki we have reached orbit around the planet and are ready to begin deployment upon your order.”
Standing he secures the final pieces of his armor and walks to the comms station of the wall. ”Acknowledged, I will be there shortly.” Pressing a few symbols on the wall controls Loki continues. “All Captains Report to the bridge in full armor immediately.” Picking up his helm he exits his room and proceeds to the bridge. Loki chose his room as the farthest from the bridge so by the time he made the trip to it his captains would be able to secure their gear and meet him along the way. The first to join him was Druian, captain of the third company. Druian was not the most book smart man but when he got himself onto the battle field there was no one better that could get himself out of a tight situation than Druian. The second to join him was Laurias, of the tenth company. Recently promoted to this title when the former was killed in an attack on a ferval world they were pacifying. As Laurias joined he nodded in agreement at Druian.
The proceeded toward the bridge as the rest of the captains join them. The twenty-one of them file through to a battle room off to the side of the bridge. As the last of them are seated in the dim lit room Loki activates one of the control studs in front of his seat. a Small circle in the middle of the large table opens and a device protrudes from it as the holo map is activated.
"These are the most accurate maps we have of the planet," he starts, "Unfortunately they date back to the heresy." Picking up a small pen like object he presses a button on the side and a small red beacon appears on the map. "This is the supposed location of the first battle of the heresy, and it is also where we shall begin our searches. our mission is to find any remains that we may find of that battle. Dismissed"