The prime minister sat uneasily in his chair, the glowing stub of a cigar clenched between his teeth. He put the report papers down, twisting the end in to an ashtray, and straightened himself.

"As you all know," he addressed the briefing room, "with the failure of operations Neptune and Overlord, we still do not have a beachhead from which to deploy in to France."
Heads around the room nodded solemnly in agreement. They were all aware of the strategic failure that had been the D-Day landings. "None of us could have predicted what happened, and I do not hold any of you responsible. However, we must now press onwards to attempt to rectify this situation before we lose this bloody war outright."
"Sir, if I may," an officer from across the table stood up.
"Of course Montgomery, get it out old boy."
General Montgomery stood straighter, moving the pipe from his mouth, "Winston, you and I were dubiously aware of the alleged occultism that runs within the German High Command, though nobody had never witnessed anything that could support these claims. Obviously now we were all wrong to dismiss it as rumour." Montgomery reached below the table and lifted his briefcase on to the surface, before producing several photographs and handing them to the other men at the briefing. "These photographs show some of the feats displayed by members of the SS we encountered at Normandy."

Churchill took the pictures and leafed through them. One seemed to display a German officer hurling lightning at an approaching Canadian army unit, another depicted a Sherman tank shell detonating six feet in front of a man, shielded by some invisible barrier. The third was the most confusing, an overhead shot from a recon plane seemed to several very large dogs attacking a unit as they disembarked from a landing craft.
"What are we supposed to do?" Churchill looked around the room, turning to each of them at the table in turn. "We can't let this come to the attention of the public or their trust in us will be completely dissolved."
"I have a suggestion sir," a man raised his hand.
"And who are you? I didn't remember inviting you to this briefing."
"With all due respect sir, you didn't. I don't believe you were aware of my organisation when you woke this morning,"  the man said as he stood, straightening himself. "My name is Quincey Harker, and I represent-"
"Out," Churchill ordered. "Everyone out except this man."
"But sir, this is ridiculous!" Montgomery objected.
"I said out Bernard, now go."

Harker sat alone with the prime minister as he read the dossier.
Churchill reached in to his jacket and produced a second cigar, lighting it from Harker's offered match.
"So Mr Harker, you're telling me that these, shall we say talented individuals are Britain's answer to this new Nazi problem?"
"Definitely sir, we've been running this recruitment program for years. I believe the regiment is almost seventy individuals strong," Harker smiled. "Men and women too, plus some more unique individuals."
"And you think they can do it? You know this mission is tantamount to suicide?"
"Yes, i am aware of that fact," Harker grimaced. "Fear no though sir, it will be strictly volunteer only."
Churchill paused, took a deep puff of his cigar, and put the dossier down.
"Alright, you've got the go-ahead. I'll see you in Dartmouth in a week."



**Operation Darklight**

Ladies, gentlemen, I'm glad you could all make it to this briefing. As you know, the landings in France have been unsuccessful due to the deployment of previously unknown occult elements of the Waffen-SS. We've been operating under our own cloak of shadows here in the Fourth department, but finally we believe it is time to put our skills to the test.

Our first mission is simple:
	• Deploy behind enemy lines in northern France
	• Locate the SS-Occult
	• Dispatch them appropriately

We rely on your experience and discretion as operative of the Fourth Department to do this without making global news.

Your secondary objectives, while optional, are as follows:
	• We have received intelligence from our French colleagues at Le Conseil that a new German armoured division is heading in to reinforce the beachhead and prevent any further landing attempts. Any effort to provide further intelligence or delay them would be greatly appreciated
	• Le Conseil has also provided us with a Haruspex Map. If you choose to meet up with and assist any of the druidic conclaves marked on it, I'm sure they'll lend you a little of nature's wrath
	• We have a pair of Fourth Department operatives holed up in a small village inland from Normandy. Somehow they've apparently managed to recover a relic from the Côte d'Azur, so if you could retrieve that and bring it back with you, it would lend us a significant advantage.

Deployment will be in the form of aerial drop, and extraction will be by rune circle. Materials will be provided. Requisitions are limited to twenty (20) points per operative, no pooling allowed.