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The Captain nodded. He gave the communications officer a pointed look, and in response the officer opened a Vox frequency to communicate with the interceptors.

"This is Captain Harbrand Locke, commander of the Gothic class cruiser Periculum Interitus of the Battlefleet Calixis. We have come on orders to pick up cargo from the port on your moon. We request permission to dispatch a landing party so that we may complete our task promptly."

There was silence from the other end, then the Vox channel once more came alive.

"We read you Periculum Interitus. Please provide your naval identification codes so that we may verify you identity."

The Captain provided the obligatory codes and passwords to identify the ship, and once he was done the Caladonian fighters responded once more.

"Thank you for your cooperation Captain. You have been cleared to dispatch landing craft. However I must inform you that we are obligated to escort your craft to the landing zone. we're on standing orders."

The Captain adopted a pertubed look. "Why the need for such security? Surely the codes and passwords I provided should be sufficient to verify our identity and intent."

"Of course Captain", the Vox responded. "However we have been having difficulty of late with a rash of smuggling, and our lord wishes for us to take every precaution."

The Captain looked to the Inquisitors. "My lords?"