He turned from the grounded Guardsman, to look over with a piqued interest from the other Guardsman and the Necron.

"Yes I do human. Considering I cannot rip you from existence with my Flayer I must assume you are here to aid us on the Ancients directive? " Were he capable of it the Necron's blank expression would be rather deadpan.

Aleus stood up and began picking up his equipment again. The ork had made off with the aquila, but he knew they would meet again. He looked at the Vostroyan and the other guardsman and the Necron. "I am Aleus Santillian of the Death Korps of Krieg. And that." He said, pointing off to the way the eldar went, "Was a psycho."

Gave a small chuckle before giving a deep breath and saying, "That is good then, Necron, and yes, I am here to aid you." He looked back over to the other to Guards and said to the Necron, "As are they, I think... And... I think the Eldar, and the Gretchin were too, although, they seem to have run off."

"You should see the other Ancient, one of their Dark Kin apparently. " The Necron shook his head. "Did the Orichaulos informed you of our mission or will I have to explain it for you? Also if you see an ork about, he too is ours. "

The necron was ghastly, an unholy sight almost surreal. "Well met, necron." He said, his own gasmask just as unflinching.

"I guess I am one to have yet to introduce myself." He let out an exhale through his standard-issue face-mask "I am Verticus Silanus of the 7th Cadian."

Looked to Aleus, and nodded, saying promptly, "Duly noted! Death Korps... Interesting." He then looked to the Necron and said, "You will have to fill me in, Necron." Then, with a glance to Verticus he nodded to him in greeting and said, "I believe you heard my name."

"Well, three guardsmen and a necron. Necron, do you know what we are doing here? We have a purpose here, I know, but I can't seem to recall." He said and looked over to the Cadian, "Greetings, Cadian."

"I believe I did. Correct me if I'm wrong but it was Alexei, right?" While saying this, he adjusted the Las-Rifle on his back, trying to avert some time to random dawdling. Then, he would look over at the Guardsman named Aleus "Well met."