Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-25068159-20140201000709/@comment-5591425-20140215100530

OOC: holy crap, didnt realise this had started, email didnt notify me anything was happening on the prep thread, I shall in the future, count it as untrustworthy.

IC: The Strike Cruiser Incantis Ire breaks warp on the edge of the solar system, its dark crimson hide moving like a shadowy hunter through the dark of space.

Isbeal: Transition to relspace complete, perform scans of the local area.

Tech: scanning commencing... Sir, there are multiple targets in the system, multiple signal reports, there are at least half a dozen different factions apparently engaging in combat.

Isbeal: Imperials?

Tech: I am picking up Adeptus Astartes signatures, and some codes I cannot identify.

Isbeal: What chapter Technician? how goes the battle?

Tech: Signature codes as the Saiyan knights sir, the battle appears to be nearing its close with casualties high on all sides.

Isbeal: ... Captain?

Kize sits on his command throne, silently watching the proceedings without comment. He appears to mull over a course of action. before rising from his throne.

Kize: Leave them, We have our mission, and Our meagre forces would not sway the tide of battle in their favour. Proceed to target.

Isbeal: As you wish. Continue to target location!