"Akerath - Warlock, of Craftworld Ulthwé." The man introduced himself with a bow of his head. His face showed very little emotion for the time being, instead keeping his gaze on the others. It was at least a pleasure to have other Craftworlders around; better than to endure the~, ah... More carnal sorts.
All the same, he did at least keep himself standing upright and proper, allowing him to keep an aura of discipline and calmness.
The Reaver, he thought to himself, would probably be a pest; though the other Corsair that was with him was... Quiet. Oddly so.
Still, it was nice to see that even with their despicable lives, he was pleased to see that they at least would work alongside him; Akerath had seen plenty of inter-Eldar conflicts before, moreso amongst the... Commoraghans.
"I pray we don't have any of the, Kabalites that will be joining us?" He asked now, not at all trying to hide the disdain in his voice as he spoke of their hedonistic cousins.

Reaching up to retract her faceless helmet, Jyn'so took in the rest of the group. 'Corsairs and craftworlders,' she thought. 'This is going to go well.'
Nodding to Altera, she raised her prosthetic right arm, and gave a mocking salute. "I am Baron Jyn'so, of the Azure Thorn Corsairs. After hearing your dire tidings, and with the blessing of my Prince, I decided to appear personally. After all, this seems to be very important." Jyn'so smiled pleasantly as she said this.

Zerelith was silent as she took in the surroundings of the bridge, a few figures of note she took interest in, The Autarch who would likely be leading the operations and a Wraith seer. One that communed with the dead many times in there life and not only when one was dying before them but also when trying to bring them back to return them to battle.

A few other characters of note interested her, one being a warp spider and two corsairs that stood out among them, The warp spiders among her own world she had quite the pleasure a few times talking with and even becoming friends with she may sure soon yet make another here, and the corsairs, A interesting group but dangerous one that could prove either useful allies or a liability.

Taking a bow she finally introduced herself. Taking off her helmet with a click and the sound of her helmets depressurized and the suit finally took in air from the ship. Zerelith's face being revealed to the crew her face showing a somewhat young eldar women, Her hair was the color of void black with only tints of white nearing the front of hair face, Her skin was covered in tatoos displaying her skull, and a neutral expression was held on her face.

"I am Zerelith of Craftworld Taramas, former Artisian, Bonesinger, and Crimson hunter flyer, and now walker of the dark reaper aspect, I am here to serve and represent my craftworld in this coming battle and to aid as needed." Zerleith said with a neutral tone,looking to the others she took in each of there greetings taking note of them all.

"Kilania Yathernis, Corsair of the Sky Raiders." She replied with a small courtesy, taking off her helmet and with her green eyes giving a glare of ire at the Warlock in the process over his comments about Kabalites (for both the obvious reasons and that well, she was a Wych, not a Kabalite. If he was going to insult her, she though that he could at least get his facts right.)

Still, the Corsair then said "I suppose you can say I came along to lend aid, given the dire warnings received and well, it'd be rather rude to not answer that call." Her jet-black hair flowed down to around her shoulder and dangling around her neck. Likewise, the small scar that crossed her right jaw was also visible with her helmet off, shallow but still a rather noticeable blemish of her features.

Altera nodded. "It is a pleasure to meet all of you. But as you all know, time is fleeting... And now that the pleasantries are out of the way." She paused as the hologram before them shifted to reveal the sun at the center of Ourilicis. It then revealed three planets that orbited said star. "You have all been gathered here to conduct a special operation with this system. These three planets specifically: The Mon'keigh inhabited world: Olara. The Ork controlled planet: Ukfarum. And finally, the desolate world: Vaotera." Each planet marked itself with the appropriate rune for either Human or Ork.

"It is from these three planets," Altera continued. "that we have foreseen some event of terrible destruction. But we have been unable to determine the cause of it. The world of Vaotera is nearly void of all life." The hologram focused on Vaotera before it gave a quick overview of the planet's surface as well as what kind of temperatures and weather one could expect. "The Imperials still saw fit to build a station on it. Perhaps to find some long-lost artifact of unknown origin. Or maybe to research something else, we're entirely unsure at this point in time but it is important we learn what they were after sooner, rather than later."

Yserys nodded before she spoke. "The Mon'keigh who dwell on Olara," The hologram shifted again to show the surface of Olara in which sprawling cities could be seen, even from this diagram. "have found themselves engulfed in a war amongst themselves. This has for the time being, prevented them from noticing our presence within Ourilicis, but that could change at any moment. Normally we would take little interest in a Mon'keigh civil war, but upon closer inspection, something isn't quite right. We have been unable to determine what though. Initially we suspected the work of the ruinous powers, but upon closer inspection we have found little traces of the presence of such forces. Nevertheless, we have not ruled out the possibility. As it stands it is crucial that the Imperials are not able to call for help, lest our Warhost be forced to do battle with an Imperial fleet prepared for war."

The hologram shifted once more before it finally stopped on Ukfarum. It was immediately apparent that the world possessed a heavy amount of vegetation and any Imperial presence couldn't be seen from this image, if there was any. The ghostly voice of the Wraith filled the room next. "The planet of Ukfarum is currently host to a plague of Orks as it has been throughout its history. The Imperials have attempted to put down the Orkish populations on this planet for years but have ultimately been unsuccessful. In the recent years they have resigned to waiting for... more extreme measures to deal with the Orks in order to claim the planet. Currently there are many Orks on the surface vying for power over all the tribes present, and if left unchecked, could cause an immense amount of damage. We have determined that most of the Orks will not be able to lead such an onslaught of destruction that has been foreseen... Most. A few though, possess potential, but which ones? We are still attempting to divine the answer to that question."

Finally Altera spoke again. "Each of these three conflicts will need to be handled and analyzed simultaneously. Allow one to go unchecked and the wave of destruction may be allowed to slip without any resistance, reaping its deadly toll on the galaxy. Are there any questions thus far?"

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After listening to the three leaders in turn, Laeduin had a question to ask. "Honoured farseer, I am assuming that because we have been summoned here especially that we are instrumental to this plan." He looked around the assembled group. "Have enough of us answered the call to enact what you have planned? I, of course, mean no disrespect to either your planning, or the skill of the group in battle."

"So we aren't the only such assembled group to tackle this, then?"
Ylsen took a closer look at the map and slowly walked back and forth.
"Because, as that one said,-" Ylsen nodded at Laeduin. "-Not like this group is so able to pull that off simultaneously."
He stopped and crossed his arms in thought, staring at the map.
"Uhh, no offense, of course. Do we...have a plan?"

The Warlock gave a soft sigh at this, shaking his head. "Do we have anyone who can see about sneaking into the dead world's outpost?" He asked now, bringing a hand up to rub at his chin, still thinking onwards.
"...Civil war; it would be something related to their religious dogma, I'm fairly certain. From there, I'd recommend finding the figureheads; and see who they are past names. Getting into their machines' logs may not be too hard for primitive work, after all." He then added - not bothering to speak on the orks. The solution to them, he thought, was quite simple; burn them.

Jyn'so cocked her head, thoughtfully. "What are our resources? With three targets that must be dealt with simultaneously, that leaves only three or four people per objective. The outpost on Vaotera could potentially be infiltrated by just one or two of us, but that still leaves two whole worlds to be covered by the remaining eight. One of whom," and here she nodded to the imposing form of the wraithseer, "is just a teensy bit conspicuous."

Kara'shanwe listened to the description of the three worlds and their strifes. But she did not have tactical training, nor was she an Autarch, so she did not feel that she had much in the way of tactical insight to offer.

"Given the small size of our force," she said, a touch hesitantly, "I would not think that we would be able to work on all three fronts at once. We would be best suited to a small mission such as a infiltration or precision strike against command forces. Would we not?"