Rosenkrantz 46

	Rosenkrantz_GM	IT IS THE 41ST MILLENNIUM...
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The Dynasty has pursued Kaptin Graffletz to the Knight World of Fascen. And it has done so in force. The Praeliator Aurorae, ancient flagship of the Rosenkrantz Dynasty, mobilizes along with the Consequence. On their own, each ship is an indisputably powerful projection of the will and power of the Dynasty. Together, they are a menacing duo. But the pair are far from the only war assets
	Rosenkrantz_GM	active above Fascen...
	Rosenkrantz_GM	In a short period of time, the Dynasty has pulled in favors and called in debts to acquire support for their efforts on the Knight World, and today, they see their efforts come to fruition.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Lord-Captain, Aetherics had identified the Aurorae in the system. We are on course to reach the world, in just..."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The bridge lights up with a grand volume of communications being picked up by the vox systems.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"The Imperial Navy." Titus comments, recognizing the transmissions patterns.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"What are they saying?"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Titus nods a silent command to the vox officers.
	Makh_Chomun	leans against a nearby console, within earshot of Titus and Friedrich.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	++...will be lost with all hands. The /Hand of Scintilla/ has escaped their effective firing range, however our engine damage is critical.++
	Baine_Mort	stands at his station.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	++Fight until the last, Captain Ligev. Ave Imperator.++
	Rosenkrantz_GM	++Ave Imperator, Commodore.++
	Vivian	quietly sips from a mug as she stood near Makh, looking a bit of a frayed mess.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Any word from Wilhelm?"
	Makh_Chomun	"What happened to you Viv? You look like a mess." He folds his arms and shoots her a glance.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The tone is chillingly terse, and without emotion. A man and thousands of his own crew are about to meet their end, and yet their Captain faces his certain doom with the air of an officer of the fleet. Titus appears lost in contemplation of this fact, and doesn't answer the Captain.
	Vivian	"God-awful time sleeping." She'd mumble, before taking another sip.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Titus..." he says, acknowledging the moment
	Makh_Chomun	pats her on the shoulder amiably before going back to watching the exchange between their Captain and the Xo.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The First Officer snaps his attention back to Friedrich, "Yes, Captain."
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Any word from my Uncle? and can we send that ship any support?"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"The Aurorae appears to be approaching the Imperial blockade in silent running. As for aid..." he stops, and sighs. Battlefleet Calixis was, after all, his life and home for the better part of two decades.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"...the ship itself is not far. But we don't know the extent of the damage to their engines."
	Vivian	gives a nod to Makh before leaning in a bit. "I'm going to check on Young Lord Marius. Give me a shout if anything transpires, or if you need me." Then she'd finish her mug off, before turning to leave and track down the young man.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Can we establish comms?"
	Makh_Chomun	gives her a nod in response.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Before Titus can relay the order, the Vox Officer begins hailing the ship.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	++Captain Ligev, of the /Light Vigilant/. I do not recognize your identifying codes.++
	Josef	enters the bridge and says "Perhaps I can be of some assistance, Lady Vivian?"
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"This is the Consequence, of House Rosenkrantz." he says, speaking with Authority "This is Captain Friedrich Wilhelm, what is the status of your engine?"
	Vivian	"Not necessary, Josef.. Thank you for the offer. Though you may want to keep your ears sharp here, just in case." Then she would leave the bridge, to search for Marius.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	++House Rosenkrantz. I wasn't aware Rogue Traders had an interest in our conflict. Whatever profit you seek here, I cannot be of assistance. Our engines have been critically damaged. I have been forced to shut off 75% of the Plasma valves to the engines. As such, I have lost the majority of the power. To push them otherwise, is to invite the leaks to turn this voidship into a bomb.++
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Are you being pursued?"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Titus gives you a silent nod.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	++We are indeed. Our accompanying vessel has managed to get away, and now we are the sole target of the greenskin attention.++
	Makh_Chomun	quirks an eyebrow at the Captain. Friedrich couldn't see it, but it didn't stop him. "He isn't." He says to himself.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	Waves for the comms to be silenced "Titus can we offer any assistance here without putting the ship in jeapordy?"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Even at our fastest recorded speed, we would not reach them before the greenskins got into range. Any approach would mean a confrontation. The only thought I can offer is to launch the attack craft squadrons while maintaining our distance."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"But, I must ask you, Captain. To what end?"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Indeed, there are dozens of Ork ships being picked up by your augury, and dozens more destroyed hulls both Imperial and Xenos in origin. This has been, and continues to be, a savage fight.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	nods "To none, send the Captain our best wishes"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Take care of the pleasantries, Aetherics. Emperor be with them." Titus says, making the sign of the Aquila.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"The Aurorae is haili---"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	++Friedrich++
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Yes?"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	An unsafe breach in vox protocol, ignored by the bridge staff on account of Wilhelm's position.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	++I have established contact with the Imperial blockade. Our calls for aid have been answered. Find and dock with the Merchant Vessel /Fortuna/ at once.++
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"As directed Titus."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	As Titus directs the orders down the chain of command, a blinding white light fills the bridge from the port bow.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The luminous demise of an Imperial vessel.
	Makh_Chomun	winces from the sudden light, using his arm to obscure the blinding sight. "Emperor protect them."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"He scuttled her." Titus comments to no one in particular.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Brave."
	Josef	"They now serve the God Machine."
	Baine_Mort	"Hope he took out some of the greenskins with him."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	You approach the Imperial Squadron. In truth, the majority of the voidships present are not warships, but the logistical vessels that feed the war effort on Fascen.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	You pass by the Aurorae to find and link with the Fortuna, a merchant vessel with an eager Captain. No doubt the thought of having some sort of connection to a Rogue Trader dynasty has this man's thoughts turning to oceans of Thrones Gelt to be made.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Speeds and direction are matched, ships aligned to parallel, and umbilicals extended to connect the two vessels.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Steady flow of crates enters the Consequence's holds, all identical. Filled with autocannons and small-arms.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+The boys sure are cheery, Lord-Protector+ Lieutenant Downfield reports, as she oversees the distribution of the weapons.
	Makh_Chomun	+New equipment, new toys, of course they'd be happy. Nothing but the best for my boys and girls, Leftenant.+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+There's... a special package, here. I am being told it must be delivered to the Captain directly. Know anything about that?+
	Makh_Chomun	+....No. Bring it to his quarters, I'll meet you half way.+ He turns to the Captain. "Lord-Captain, the merchant seems to have a package for you that was brought along with the new equipment. I'm going to escort it to your quarters until you're ready to see what lays inside." With that he stalks off to meet up with Downfield.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+You know how I hate to dissapoint you, Makh," she says teasingly, "but I am afraid that won't be possible.+
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Titus, can you take care of the rest?" he says to the experienced voidsman
	Makh_Chomun	He freezes mid-step. +What do you mean?+
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	turns to Makh, slightly confused
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Everything alright?"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+There is an armed guard around it, which will not release it to me. Not to mention its size.+
	Makh_Chomun	+Right. We'll be down shortly.+ He turns to Friedrich. "We'll soon see, Lord-Captain. They won't release it without you being there in-person." He pauses. "Shall we?"
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Of Course, Aid hand me my weapons." he says to a nearby crewman
	Rosenkrantz_GM	A belt, holding the Captain's sword, and a half-harness with the Captain's side-arm are brought to him.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	sighs, this feels just right
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Let us go." he says, taking the lead
	Rosenkrantz_GM	As you near the cargo holds, you can gague your distance by the whistles and hoots of, presumably, the House Guard that has gathered around to watch the weapons come in.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Captain on Deck!"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	In a second, all stop, and turn, to stand at attention.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	stops and acknowledges all the men, before motioning for an at ease
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"I hope you all enjoy your new tools of the Dynasty."
	Makh_Chomun	eyes twinkle in delight and pride at seeing his House Guard, so disciplined they were.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The men return to their admiration of the new equipment, though in a more toned-down manner. Still, their unkept appearance -some not even entirely clothed- is an amusing change from their usual stoic-fully geared appearance.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Downfield stands to one side, by the large container, holding a sealed note in her hand.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Downfield, any idea what it is?"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"No, Captain. But I am to give you this," she hands you the note.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	takes the note, opening it cautiously
	Rosenkrantz_GM	As soon as you take hold of it, the men guarding the container begin to undo the bolts and locks.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The note is written in the practiced caligraphy of a scrivener:
	Rosenkrantz_GM	To my valiant friends and comrades,
	Rosenkrantz_GM	You do not know me. My name is Noach Cuyper. I own a modest mercantile concern operating out of the Tygress System and am greatly alarmed by the situation facing the people of Fascen. An acquaintance in the arms manufacturing industry informed me of your call for supplies and arms and I, in my admiration for your courageous decision to face the green horde, have chosen to deliver to you
	Rosenkrantz_GM	this modest gift of materiel.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Enclosed with the gas drums you now have before you is a manual of contents & operation. I wish you the bestof luck in cleansing the xenos taint.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Ave Imperator,
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Noach Cuyper,
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Executor in Chief and Chief Shareholder of Cuyper & Company
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The container opens to reveal several industrial-sized drums, containing some sort of substance.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	They are marked, simply, "ZB-27s.a"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Attached to one of the drums, an operating manual is ripped from its canvas bag, and brought to the Captain..
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	opens the manual and begins to read
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The mysterious substance is said to be used to "cleanse the pernicious ork infestation" by spraying it over large swaths of land. It claims the compound is able to react in a way destructive to the spores that curse a planet with unending greenskin spore-spawn.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Brilliant."
	Makh_Chomun	"What?"
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"This substance destroys the Ork spores." he says "They won't keep infesting the planet after a cleanse."
	Makh_Chomun	"Huh. I wonder how effective it is." He eyes the barrels. "Gotta be dangerous, potent stuff. Those greenskins seem like resilient feckers."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+Captain, we have received word that Lord Wilhelm will soon be boarding. He will be inspecting the cargo with you. He requests all his advisors be present.+
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	+Very well, see to most of his demands."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+Understood, sir. Only a minority of them shall be denied.+ Titus... jokes?
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Something of a commotion stirs on the far end of the cargo hold you're in, as a number of servitors and serfs rush over to move vast quantities of cargo out of the way.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	+Titus, also send a gift and appreciation letter to a mister Noach Cuyper.+
	Baine_Mort	 makes his way to meet up with the Captain.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+I will put someone to the task, Captain+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	A stack some 30 meters high tumbles to the deckplate in the hurry to have it moved.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The void-plate lander doors slowly come to life, opening up.
	Josef	makes his way to the Captain after leaving some orders on console to continue the mundane operations and preparation for the future challenges on the Medicae Deck.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	A massive, ornate, pitch-black Gun-Cutter enters, with howling engines bringing it down to the deckplate in a single thump.
	Vivian	would be along soon after, giving a gentle yawn.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	You can't be sure, but you think you see a servitor launched to its destruction by the careless engine blasts.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	Storms his way over to the ship
	Baine_Mort	enters the cargo bay to see the Gun-Cutter.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The engines are shut down, and a ramp opens in the back, hissing hydraulics driving it open.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	A raven flies out, with a loud call.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Soon after, Wilhelm steps out.
	Baine_Mort	walks up to Chomun, "So what did I miss?"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Me!" Wilhelm cries, with a dramatic motion of his arms that makes his half-cape open up as though a wing.
	Vivian	stares.. Only to slowly squint with a look of absolute scrutiny.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Uncle!" He says, storming up to him "Could you not take such reckless action on this ship, it's not safe."
	Josef	enters the Cargo Bay in his plated armor, ornate Storm Shield, and ornate Thunder Hammer.  Josef looks more like Red Guard Exemplar than a Genetor.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"I thought you'd have more room. She's a good ship, the Consequence. Smaller than I'm used to, however," he says with a smile.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Are you ready to inspect the cargo?"
	Makh_Chomun	"Not too much," he says to Baine.
	Josef	"Greetings."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Yes. We will need to make sure the House Guard is fully equipped with our new toys." he says, eyeing the containers.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"It will be the first time in several years the entirety of the House Guard will be together," he remarks to Chomun.
	Makh_Chomun	"It's been far too long, m'lord. The enemy shall tremble beneath their wrath."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	As one of the containers opens, stacks of Autocannon parts are revealed.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Wilhelm whistles in admiration as they are pulled out.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"We will show the Greenskins what it means to steal from us."
	Makh_Chomun	"Fine weapons. A great upgrade to the teeth and claws of the House Guard."
	Josef	"These blessings are the result of your handy work, Lady Vivian?"
	Vivian	"Indeed it is."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Wilhelm presses two fingers against his ear.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Interesting... Thank you, Olga."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Three more vessels have entered the system. Your actions in the Expanse, nephew, have gained us admirers from the nearby shrine worlds."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"And a Gladius Class Frigate with the Storm Warderns sigil," he smiles.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Astartes."
	Vivian	"It's been a absolute blast, trying to establish all these connections.." She'd quietly mumble to herself.
	Makh_Chomun	"Storm Wardens, m'lord?"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Wilhelm takes the dataslate from the overseeing Supplies Officer.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"A chapter of Astartes!"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Wilhelm thumbs through the noted supply count on the dataslate, making notes of his own.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Well, Makh. It appears they boys will have some real teeth for this fight. I will make preparations for planetfall, and meet you on the Aurorae in an hour."
	Makh_Chomun	feels a twist in his gut at the mention of the Emperor's own Angels of Death. He just hopes they won't be anything like the last Space Marines he encountered. "I must admit I'm surprised at that. Space Marines?" He says to himself in wonder.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	You notice a man in Naval attire idling behind Wilhelm.
	Makh_Chomun	"Aye Lord-Captain." Makh salutes him with a fist to his chest.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Ah, yes. And this will be your liason to the Imperial fleet. Master of Ordnance Valken."
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Good to meet you Sir, Welcome Aboard."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"It is an honor to serve, Captain. The Commodore has instructed me to be your link to the Imperial fleet," he salutes.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"I don't know how aware you are of the situation on the ground, but it is... complicated.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Please, enlighten me."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"The Imperial Guard has had to wrestle as much with the challenges presented by the greenskins, as those presented by the rival Knight Houses.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Information is increasingly difficult to get across the theater as a result."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Not to mention that a number of... observances must be made to even be permitted to operate on the planet by their High King."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"I have been instructed to provide you direction to High King Travenne's Court. It should be your first stop."
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Very well, lets go."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	A Gun-Cutter is prepared for you,
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Valken consults a data-slate as he follows you in.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	You all board, with a squad of House Guard carrying the colors, and begin your descent.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Valken moves to the cockpit to coordinate with the pilot as you make your way down.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The craft makes a series of sharp turns, in awkward patterns.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Evasive maneuvers, no doubt, to throw off any tracking by the enemy. Standard procedure while flying in hostile skies.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	As you descend further, a wing of starhawk bombers forms up alongside your gun-cutter.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Your pilot tips his wings back and forth.
	Makh_Chomun	"Been a while since we've ridden like this."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	++Captain, it appears the Aeronautica has sent in reinforcements. They will escort us in.++
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	+How many?+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	++Three wings, Captain. Our escort is only one of their squadrons.++
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The shaking of your craft through the atmosphere becomes less intensified as you lower your altitude. The viewports reveal a bright surface; the planet is covered in snow and ice. Rocks and cliffs appear black in contrasting patterns.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	++Lord Wilhelm is hailing us, Captain.++
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Let him through."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	++Friedrich. I have just been invited by Reynder, the Knight High-King, to join him in his Court. I will have the coordinates sent.++
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Thank you Uncle."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	You can see view of a stronghold a few kilometers from your position.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	You soon make your landing, and the ramp is opened wide.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The air that comes in is a biting cold.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The stronghold is adorned with grand banners of Red and White.
	Baine_Mort	makes his way out
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The lids of your eyes are sensitive to the contact with the cool wind that hits them.
	Makh_Chomun	"Comfortable." Makh says affably. And why wouldn't it be considering the planet he hailed from.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Your nostrils quickly become numb, and uncomfortable.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	wraps himself in his coat and makes his way out
	Rosenkrantz_GM	You are greeted by a man draped in the colors of the banners, his beard and hair are white as the snow around you. His accent, thick.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Welcome, outsiders, to the Valiant House of Travenne," he says with a practiced bow.
	Makh_Chomun	bows slightly himself, in polite greeting.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"High King Atum is holding Court with his allies from the beyond the stars."
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	nods to the man "Thank you for the greeting, shall we join them?"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Please, follow, young ship master. To the Great Chamber."
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	nods, following after the man
	Rosenkrantz_GM	You enter a hall, and not soon enough. The cold almost immediately vanishes when the great doors are shut behind you. Somehow, heat fills the room, radiating from the walls, and floor.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The old man removes his thick scarf, and walks briskly through the stronghold's chambers.
	Vivian	gives a rather relaxed little sigh as the warmth revitalized her. Otherwise, she remained quiet and kept close with the group, for now.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	examines the interior of the fortress
	Rosenkrantz_GM	You can hear a boisterous voice filling the chambers as you reach a finely ornate double door made of a thick darkened wood, inlaced with thin precious metals.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	A man, standing guard outside the door in rather odd ceremonial garb walks to the door in front of you. He raises a gilded baton and strikes the one of the doors three times, hitting a precise spot, where the wood has warped and cracked from what must be centuries of receiving this same treatment.
	Makh_Chomun	follows after the man, along with his group. Grunting in appreciation as the room provides warmth.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"THE DOORS SHALL BE OPENED!"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	From inside, the chamber's master at arms opens the doors for you. His movements precise. Ceremonial.
	Josef	[tech] "/Master/ Ziel would be jealous. I am being to hall through these ancient structure. Housing the relics of the Omnissiah."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The man who has lead you in approaches taking three slow, wide, steps. Stopping in place. Bowing his head. All before repeating this routine three more times.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"High King! May you pardon our intrusion into your Great House!"
	Makh_Chomun	Makh was used to ceremony but this made him smile in humor at the man's display of ceremonial greeting.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"You are pardoned for your intrusion into Our Great House! Speak!" the almost robotic response comes from the large augmented man at the throne.
	Josef	[Trader] "I see my home has sent it's finest warriors."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"High King! I have brought friends from beyond the stars! They send their respects, and wish the honor of speaking at your table!"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Approach!"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	All heads turn to you at that moment.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	steps towards the man
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The chamber is filled will all manner of characters. Those in the now traditional garb of the court, warriors of the lathes, serfs of all sorts, and even servitors of odd patterns.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The High King, and his Court, all rise to their feet.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"You are most gracious for your welcome. I am a friend, and ally." the old man whispers to you, helping you along.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"You are most gracious for your welcome. I am a friend, and ally." he says, trying to use as much emphasis and emotion to make the words seem true.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Then join us, at Our Table!"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"You may be seated. Your servants will have to stand behind you."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The old man eyes the rest of you.
	Josef	[Trader] "Sitting will be a problem for his 'assets'. I should stand."
	Makh_Chomun	stands behind Friedrich, hands clasped behind his back.
	Vivian	[Trader]"Please, do. Honestly, this is what you get for modifying yourself to a hulking size."
	Josef	stands next to Lord Chomun.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	approaches the table and takes a seat
	Baine_Mort	{Trader] "You would be the one to know that Josef." Mort stands next to Josef.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	As soon as you are seated, the rest do the same.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The Red warrrior of the Adeptus Mechanicus is then aknowledged by the High King.
	Josef	[Trader] "I am the vessel of the Machine God. Lady Vivian, this is a discussion of another time."
	Josef	taps on his wrist as he makes eye contact with Lady Vivian.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"High King. As I was stating before our new friend and ally arrived, the Lathes stand behind you and your claim. My forces have arrived with the intent to push back the xenos who offend the Omnissiah with their tech-heresies. My Masters pledge their full support to your cause."
	Vivian	shifts her gaze from Josef, only to sport a knowing smirk. Offering a playful wink, she'd look forward once more as she stood behind Friedrich.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	An Astartes warrior in full black is seated on the opposite side of Friedrich. He is silent. Observant.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"The ancient secrets of our most prized assets are well served by you and your kind, Commander. I, as High King of Fascen, welcome you and yours."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The Skitarii commander salutes, taking a seat once more.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"I Acknowledge now, our newest friend and Ally. Rise, and speak before this exhalted court!"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	At a most inopportune moment, the commbead on Friedrich's ear comes to life. +Lord-Captain. Where are you located?+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The Court awaits Friedrich's address with a formal anticipation.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The chamber is silent.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	stands and straightens himself, while whispering into his commmbead "The High Kings Throneroom."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+Lord-Captain. I implore you answer seriously. Lord Wilhelm is very upset.+
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	 "I am Captain Friedrich Wilhelm, I represent the Rosenkrantz Dynasty and its intentions, and our intentions are to destroy the Greenskin Menace with the full weight of the Rosenkrantz House."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+Friedrich, this is Master of Aetherics Olga, for the Praeliator Aurorae. Are you in distress? Lord Wilhelm has been expecting you at the High King's Court for some time. He grows impatient.+
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"I'm in the court currently, delivering an address." he whispers quietly
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Friend and Ally. Tell this Exalted Chamber more of your most noble house, and of their resources!"
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	+Where is Wilhelm?+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The Court leans in, some of its members confused.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+He is with the High King.+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+Friedrich!+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Wilhelm hisses in your ear.
	Makh_Chomun	Eyes everyone cautiously, shooting a small glance to Friedrich before looking back to the court.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"I now present you with my Lord Protector, the leader of my forces. He can explain to you the extent of our forces." he shoots Makh a look of urgancy
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+I am in the Chamber with the High King. The Imperial Guard Commanders are here, the Administratum is here, the Ecclesiarchy is here. All waiting for my retinue to arrive!+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Approach, servant of our Friend and Ally!"
	Makh_Chomun	bows his head slight before stepping forward.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	steps back and presents makh.
	Vivian	leans in close, whispering into Friedrich's ear. "What is going on? Who is on the line?"
	Makh_Chomun	"I am Makh Chomun, Lord-Protector of the Rosenkrantz Dynasty, commander of it's House Guard." He offers a toothy smile. "How might I be of service, my lords?"
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	+I am in a different court with Astartes, Skitari, and the "High King."
	Baine_Mort	[Trader] "So, this is getting awkward really fast." Mort says to Josef.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Address this Exalted Court, loyal Serf! Inform us of the forces House Rosenkrantz can bring to bear!"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+Diffe-- Different Court?!+
	Josef	[Trader] "Quiet. They may think we are plotting."
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	+Didn't we hear something about Rival Courts.+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+The High King, by all Imperial records, is Lyan, or the Royal House of Reynder! What in the Emperor's Holy Name is going on?+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	of*
	Makh_Chomun	"Very well my lords. We bring with us an elite force of infantry and support weapons in the House guard along with support forces and auxiliaries from our own star ships." He intones neutrally.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	+I am in the court of High King Atum.+
	Makh_Chomun	"Along with the skills and talents of myself and other agents of the Dynasty."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+Atum?! Friedrich, I have to return to the Exalted Court. Fix this!+
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	stands, perplexed for a moment
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Your offerings to our cause are most gracious, loyal Rosenkrantz serf!"
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	steps forwards once again
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"My most Gracious lord, I beseech you to forgive me. A matter most pressing has come to my attentions regarding the preparations of war. I ask that i may return to deal with them personally."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The High King, and his serfs look at you.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Some of the serfs appear visibly nervous.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"You would insult the Exalted Chamber?!" the High King exlaims
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Vivian, Josef, and Mort, able to look around the chamber, notice that the Captain has gotten the attentions of the Astartes, who appears to scrutinize every inch of the Rosenkrantz scion.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The agitated High King brings out a look of distrust among those present.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"I meant no offense Noble Lord, I merely wish to ensure the Forces of my house are perfectly organized to best serve against the Greenskins."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Your ingorance of a civilized setting such as this, should earn the ire of all loyal subjects of the Valiant House of Travenne."
	Vivian	quietly fights the urge to facepalm as this all transpires.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"But you are a simple people. From beyond the stars. And I am a gracious High King. You will be forgiven your insolence, your insults. But only this once. Return to your forces, and make them ready for the fight. Return when you are truly ready to serve!"
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	bows graciously "You are wise and noble good King."
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	motions for everyone to leave
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The steely gaze of the Space Marine never leaves you.
	Vivian	looks towards the Space Marine.. Then offers a warm smile, before giving a polite curtsy out of respect. Then she'd turn and leave with the crew.
	Baine_Mort	makes his way out, hiding his expression on the way out.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	You pass by the man who greeted you. This time, however, he looks on ahead, without aknowledgment.
	Josef	nods to the Skittari Commander [Tech] "Until we meet again, my Brother."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The Skitarii nods a silent response.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Outside, by the Gun-Cutter, Valken smokes a lho-stick, leaning back against one of the Cutter's engines for warmth.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"That was quick, Captain. Knowing the level of ceremony in that court, I was sure they'd have you in there all day."
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"We are at the wrong court."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Pardon?" the Commodore's officer looks up, puzzled.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"This is the Court Of King Atum, Not  Lyan."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	He nods, pointing at the banners. "High King Atum. House Travenne. The Commodore has been dealing with the High King for over a year. You're in the right place, I assure you."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Some joker tried to take you elsewhere. Lucky I was in the cockpit." he says with a chuckle.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Then who is King Lyan of House Reynder."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The Master of Ordnance shrugs.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Lesser lord of sorts, perhaps."
	Baine_Mort	clenches his fist, Mort it about to punch Valken.
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	"Wilhelm is with him and claims he is the High King
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	He pulls up his dataslate.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Here you are."
	Vivian	brings a hand up to rest on Mort's shoulder, giving a light shake of her head.
	Makh_Chomun	folds his arms. "I don't like the sound of this."
	Baine_Mort	relaxes his hands and takes a moment to breath.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	++//Task Force 213// Commodore Grantt/. IMPERIAL RECORDS: FASCEN --- GOVERNOR: HIGH KING TRAVENNE, CLIMATE: ICE WORLD, THREAT: XENOS INVASION ORK-DESIGNATE++
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"These come directly from the records of first-contact, Captain."
	Baine_Mort	"Why did you not clear it with us then? Or inform us?"
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	+Wilhelm, where did you get your coordinates from?+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"I am under orders from Commodore Grantt to take you to the High King. I have fulfilled those orders," Vlaken throws his lho-stick to the ground, and steps forward to close the distance with Mort.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	All you receive is a series of frustrated clicks in return.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Wilhelm is not interested in interrupting the Exalted Chamber.
	Baine_Mort	stares down Vlaken.
	Makh_Chomun	puts a hand on Mr. Mort's shoulder. "Don't antagonize Mr. Vlaken, Mr. Mort."
	Baine_Mort	"Oh, no I wasn't I was just having a "friendly" conversation with him."
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	+Find me the Coordinates to House of Reynder.+
	Vivian	quietly draws up a proper message to send, filling out the information she's accumulated, before dispatching a message in more or less a 'group' send.. Intent to at least catch the eye of one of the associates with Wilhelm.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"If you insist on attending the wrong place, Captain, ask your pilot. He will have them on his nav-console from when they were sent."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"I simply ask that you contact the Commodore to inform him that I did, in fact, take you to the High King."
	Vivian	"I'm certainly not upset about this fact. If anything, I'm more concerned by what might be going on in the other 'Court'."
	Friedrich_Wilhelm	dismisses the man and makes his way to the Cutter, informing the Pilot of his destination
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Valken steps on board, glaring at Baine Mort when he, too enters the Cutter.
	Makh_Chomun	looks  to everyone before shrugging and following after Friedrich.
	Baine_Mort	stares back at Valken, and then boards the Cutter, he tells himself that if this guy is lying, that he will take action.
	Vivian	crossed her arms a bit- bundling into her cloak for warmth before speaking up. "I think it might be wise if Josef and I stay here, just in case."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	With more questions than answers, you leave the Exalted Court of House Travenne, for House Reynder. Whatever is going on in this planet, it is clearly a detriment to the war effort. It is no surprise, therefore, that the greenskins have made such gains in their invasion.