Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20131031185128/@comment-28917471-20131112211617

OOC: Interesting...

IC: Silas and his retinues kept going in the cold snow. Suddenly, the the storm began to weaken, and the snowflakes started to fall from the skyies. The area seemed to be much more lighter than before.

The pilot saw a hill, he pointed towards the hill to inform the other members of the group. Once they got there, the communication became much more clearer. He called for back up, and revealed their location.

Ten minutes later, a Valkyrie Sky Talon arrived to pick them up. The plane took them to the lost Fortress, where the Trader's Forces were all ready establashing a camp.

Silas started giving orders as soon as they got out of Valkyrie.

Silas: Zein, send some men to repair my Aquila Lander, I still need it.

Zein: As you wish, Sire.

Ferguson: My Lord, I've just received a message from Admiral Edmund. The Xenos known as the Eldar are broadcasting their message to form an alliance with any Force that is within the System. They have contacted our vessels as well.

Silas: The Eldar? They are kinda tricky, don't you think? I had a business with those aliens before, most of them didn't end well... and now they are in trouble, aren't they? I've made too many contracts... forget about them for now. Get me a contact with Kakarot.

Ferguson: Of course, Sire.

Silas: Verin(Explorator) Examine the whole Fortress, take as many men as you need. I want to know everything: What happened here? Are their any resources? Weapons, tanks, equipmets... everything!

Verin: Right away...

After that, Silas had exhaled, as a sign that he was tired...

Silas: I'm exhausted, Sheyn, take me to my ward. I need a cup of Amasec.

Sheyn called the men to escort the Trader to his ward, and let him rest...