Tarcain Could see now he wouldn't be much help with just 1 arm. as he finished looking through a room with more dead he began to make his way out of the ship and began to look around still no sign of krauz as he made his way out side the first thing he notice besides the missing death watch team was a farseer. A famillar looking farseer from biel-tan.

Thains eyes suddenly opened, the pain of burning flesh was gone and replaced with a much more sensible and real pain of having been crushed. Thain roared as got up fast drawing both his weapons, Looking around him, something had changed his vision was different. Very different, then an assault on his senses hit him making him dizzy, everything was blurry, his eyes starting picking up the details around him, he saw other figures as his vision got less blurry. It went rapid, suddenly he could see the marines, several of them he dident know.
He turned around to see the crashed ship. "so everything that could happen happened huh" he smirked a little, before winching as the pain returned.

There was a familiar smell in the air. He was so used to it, that he could have picked it up even while sleeping. "Fresh Blood." his brother stated while sniffing out in the dark. "They passed this place not long ago," Captain warned, "Battle formation, advance with caution." But the smell was exquisite, he couldn't ignore it. He saw his other brothers felt the same, but were smart enough to follow orders. He wasn't.

Silently, he stepped out of the given pattern. They were on enemy territory, and guarding his brother's back was something he was sworn to do. But at that moment, it didn't matter. He turned around and followed the scent. Hushed voices of his brothers were calling out to him, but it was irrelevant. He was quick and strong, he would find the source and come back faster than the Captain could notice. In couple of quick strides he entered the surrounding jungle and found himself alone with the smell. Other Astartes could smell the same thing, but few knew its call that well like he did. Gripping his axe, its black metal not reflecting any moonlight, he went further into the canopy.

Scent grew only stronger. After couple of moments, he finally reached it, his pleasure increased tenfold. Around one rather big tree, he noticed a trail of blood. He followed it like a hound, until he found what he was looking for. A dead soldier, by the looks of his ruined gear and laurels, Lieutenant of the 8th Cadian. He had a huge gap in his stomach, and his arms were positioned as if trying to return his entrails back into his abdomen. Perhaps he was caught here off guard while urinating, or he ran and left his men to die, the Marine didn't care. Only thing he cared about was that vein in Cadian's neck. And it was still pumping blood.

"Hello?" the wounded men stirred, trying to grab his laspistol, but failing miserably, "Who's there?" The only response was clicking of the pressurized air. Astartes removed his helm, saliva ticking around his fangs. "Don't come near, I warn you," the man said in weak voice and with last strength remaining in him, he pulled up his head. He tried to scream, but words couldn't escape his mouth as his attacker grabbed him by his shirt, pulled him up and rammed his fangs into his neck.

For a long moment, he thought it was finally over. No more caring, only blessed oblivion. But the moment passed as quickly as it came, as something hard struck him in the head. He fell, losing the grip on the poor Guardsmen. "STEVANUS!" he heard someone yell through the fog, "Damn! Not again....Seth will want to hear about this, it was his idea to bring him along..." and more voices, but he couldn't make out the words. World around him darkened, and he blacked out.

He tried opening his eyes but he couldn't. He did an old exercise, trying to focus hard and then blink. It was successful, and he found himself standing on reddish sand, overlooking a ruined craft. He saw he was back in his gear, the challenge of V'lynn now over. There was a huge gap in his memory, and he felt uneasy as he shrugged. Thankfully, his weapon was in his hands and for a second, he felt at home. But the feeling came back as he saw the name of the ruined ship.

He saw his brothers, all alive and well. He saw Shin with a familiar group of stormtroopers. All of them were clearing the debris, and he almost went to help them. Almost. The familiar scent reached his nostrils, even through the rebreather built in his Skull helm. Fresh blood. He turned around and saw a two wounded marines. One was without a hand, and the other was looking unfocused. He could notice markings on their armor, even though they obviously seen better days.

Suppressing the Thirst, which apparently came all out of nowhere, he approached the unknown Marines. Well it wasn't entirely true, he knew, it was his psyche fighting a shock. But he will deal with it later.

"From another dimension into the world of red, the light shines upon all. The bearers of the torch stand before you. Hail brothers, I am Chaplain Stevanus of Flesh Tearers, leader of the Kill-Team Lightbringer, and I see you are apparently members of the same team," he joked. "Tell me, what has happened here?"

Thain turned around quickly and focused on the marine in red. He quickly saw the skull helmet, the chaplains of other chapters.
He dident hear the words, only a faint mumbling, but he kind off could make out the last words 'happened here'.
"MY PLAN WORKED" Thain was surprised of how loud he was yelling, and took a deep breath, focusing more,
"all the things i said could happen, happened just look at it." He dumply pointet at the giant piece of crashed ship behind him. Thain looked back at the chaplain." but who are you?"

OOC If I remember correctly, you said one of your eyes turned yellow? If I'm wrong, sorry, I'll edit.

Chaplain nodded at the crashed ship, "Well, you sure did make a big crater." He turned to face the Wolf, noticing his eye was yellow. To some, it wouldn't mean anything, but Stevanus was an old Marine. He fought alongside his Chapter on most of their notable campaigns, including one in particular. Honour's End Wolves called it, while he and his brothers had no special name for it. Instead they had some pelts in their armory.

Chaplain quickly dismissed the thought. He still needs to focus. He closed his eye, and then opened it to address the Space Wolf. "I am Chaplain Stevanus, formerly of the Flesh Tearers, now servant of Deathwatch. Me and my brothers are members of the Kill-Team Lightbringer, and by the markings on your armor, so are you. Just how we ended up here is unknown to me, but here we are. What happened to the ship? Where is the Inquisitor?"

Tarcain took his gaze of the eldar and onto the talking chaplin "He's right it did. My name is Tarcain of the remaing blood ravens loyal to the emporer formerly from 3rd company. he said this with a tiredness in his voice. We where trapped by a TRAITOURS CUR that made it to the rank chapter master. I enlisted into deathwatch when I herd the death of a fellow blood raven Cassius. I came here to finish his tour and avenge him but I may have to avenge more fellow brothers that are still loyal to the emporer. Tarcain said this with a tone of sadness at the end.

"We where orignally trying to find you and your team chaplin. so krauz attempted to question a eldar farseer by the name of farseer talldeer Captain gabriel angelos recently had captured. captain angelos had already sent her to the Omnis Arcanium. This was before we had learned kyras had turned traitor. This was also when I joined krauz from gabriels company.

As we got to Omnis Arcanium and there was a battle between demons and loyal blood ravens. when we reached kyras he had already killed the farseer he showed us her soul stone for proof. after we fought are way out 3 terminators tried to kill us we killed 2 and captured 1 after krauz was able to intergate him. we found out he was only a shell a thrall." Tarcain said this with a hint of anger at the end about the termiantor being used as a thrall.

"Durring this Kyras basicaly said we had stumbled in his trapped and he yelled out that subsector auralie was his. We got stuck in the warp and barricaded ourself's in the bridge. durring this time Thain came up with the plan to hook up the gellar field to the plasma generator after we fought our way through hordes of demons we came up between 4 possead chaos marines 1 for each of the 4 chaos gods.we fought them lost our apothcarry Seban emporer keep his soul safe." Tarcain said sadly." I lost my cybernetic arm to a khorante and thain got bit on the neck by a tzeenthian. and we killed the 3 possaed 1 of us sacrficed him self for the kill seban. The khornate cut off my arm and got a real bad blood lust and started hacking himself apart."

"We got to mechincus inside to generator room As hundreds of demons started coming at us we barley held out. krauz came in with his storm troopers and hammer just as the mechincus got it hooked up. The last I rembere was hearing the ships machine spirt roar, the daemons disapearing, the sound metal tearing and a explosion. from then on we all hung on for our lives and crashed. the next I rembere was all of my anger for kyras and The loyal captain I served under Gabriel."

Tarcain paused for a moment feeling wondering himself what happend to the rest of the ravens where they still alive and fighting? He took off his helmet. His face had the look of fagiue on it but also alertness almost ready for something to come out nowhere to kill him. He scratched his black hair." The last I saw of the Krauz was when he grabbed something to hold onto."

¨Then first things first......we must help the survivers from the crash and then we find the inquisitor.....¨

The dark angel approached after after waking up from emperor knows where with a terrible headache that didnt let him reason recent events, still holding tight the helmet of the swordman not letting go of it, while giving a small massage to his bold head.

*Pardon my manners blood raven, i am jaccx castro of the dark angels second company and sometimes in the first haha...¨

The marine said lighthearthed we was gratefull to be alive after the battle against the doom.

¨Ha!....you all look like trash..., its been one hell of mission and i do not think we are done yet.....come on some one should see your wounds, the rest of us should form a search party rigth away....ahhhh my head...¨

Noticing the rest of the astartes assemble he looked around to see who was around.

¨Yes i voolunter for the search team....but il need backup.....aggh...and a freaking pill...¨

At the sound of Taldeer's name being uttered Noctis turned to face Tarcain and the next words hit him like a bolt straight to the chest. His knees gave in and he fell to the floor. He braced himself with his arms but his body trembled as the realization came over him. "No.. No... No!" He shouted. "Breag! Breag!" Noctis lifted his fist and pounded it into the rocks and then repeated the motion. He punched the rocks again, this time a much larger rock. The stone shattered beneath his fist, leaving an indention in his gauntlet.

But now I see the true ally infront of me. What kind of ally was he, she was dead and he was alive. No, the Blood Raven had to be lying, but why would he.

Noctis... Noctis... He heard her voice over and over again in his head and he couldn't fight back the tears. The very woman he fought to defend, dead, at the hands of a Blood Raven. One fallen to Chaos, where did that place her soul now. He couldn't bear to think about it.