Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-25239171-20140802095755/@comment-24821739-20140808205050

IC: The companies of the Typhon 1st follow you to deamon-worlds and back," Thracnyck salutes as he says, "I do not like the reaction of that man, what was his name? Lars! That's it, I did not like his reaction one bit. I hope you know where his true aligiance lies."

"May I," Thracnyck pulls a cigar from a steel case.

OOC: Wether you allow it or not, it does not matter. Just let me know, and I'll correct the post.

Lighting his cigarrette, he begins to manipulate the holo-field, centering on the main entrace, noting the subtle defences there.

"We could sent a small infiltration squad. Camo-line cloaks, silenced weapons, the hole deal... I recommend Recon Team 6. They can covertly extract the vassal with minimal impact, and transport her to us. It should be relatively easy to get the information we need at that point."

Thracnyck moves to place his hands on his cousin's shoulders, and looks him square in the eye, "I do not trust him, not one bit, but if your father recommended him, than he can be nothing but the highest, and most capable of Emmissaries.. Your father may be eccentric, but he has lived a long time. Rouge Traders do not live that long by being unintelligent, or trusting the wrong person. I will try to be civil."