@Deran_Vendar

"Commander," comes Draconions voice on a private channel to Feron, "Assuming we have the luxury to tarry in-system after we are done here, I strongly recommend an extended salvage operation. This place is a gold mine, and there are political as well as practical benefits to salvaging the Space Wolf wrecks especially."

After they had arrived in the City of Alexandria with their new guides, Fenix decided to rehydrate asap. Dart was in stand-by mode. Simply floating close to her side until called upon. Maybe dreamining of electric sheep? Who knows, it's not like its a robot.
"We should clean up before meeting with these Elders. Their customs and culture are still mostly unknown. Maybe we can interrogate a servant or pick up a link to saved records. I'm going to take what passes for a path in these parts. Don't bother me."
And like that Fenix left the Astartes to plan and militarize what is now a diplomatic mission. The locals have only proven helpful and open to them. Perhapse a little to openly.

Fenix returned some time later. Finding most of the human sized team members sitting in the same room.
"Any thing of note Inquisitor... What was your name again? I don't think we've met."

*A pink portal opens, Lucius runs out slaps Fenix in the face (with his tentacle of goodness ofc), runs back into the portal, the portal closes*

<Feron>
"Draconion, Volorox continue forward at full speed, secure a stable entrance into that Battle Barge and wait for us, depending on how things look inside we'll either remain together or split up to cover more ground. " Eying over the venerable vessel Feron frowns, a Battle Barge utterly abandoned like this for who knows how long, that in and of itself was odd and rather worrisome. Pressing on at full speed himself he continued watching for any possible ambushes, hating things were still so quiet, a foe was here somewhere and they had yet to play their hand. Perhaps it would be a trap to keep them planet bound and caught in the coming firestorm in a position that they couldn't weather it in? Too many variables or options, this place was a goldmine for death as much as tech and information. Momentarily diverting his thoughts from concern to Draconion he nods to himself. "If the Commander allows it, I'll certainly press for it as salvaging anything on at least the Battle Barge might be of use in all fields. "

OOC took two days off (of everything small weekend vacation ftw), but now I'm back! Lets get this shit on the road!

<Planet Team> @lord-watchman @DeathKorpsOfKrieg @WanderingJester @BadDo9 @Loldoom @PorOborosCain @DaKaptin @Casavay @Vulpas

As Tempestus let his mind flow, he felt the citizens of Alexandria around the city, going about their business. Like any Librarian, Blood Watchman was powerful enough to look for any signs of corruption or other kind of Chaos influence. There was none. They were free of it, perhaps the reason being that he felt absolutely no psykers on the ground other than him and Carlarth. But this was no big world, for he felt around one hundred thousand souls inhabiting it, most of them inside of this city while only a small number was stretched across the dunes.

After everyone was finished cleaning themselves, couple of guards arrived, bowing in the process. "The Council members will see you now," they said and awaited for them to follow.

OOC will leave you a chance to chose if somebody wishes to go to that library while others go and speak with the Council

Amraphel's plan proved to be not much of a success as three Marines were simply unable to escape the estate unseen since the small walls surrounding it weren't really providing much cover. Also, as they went outside they saw a new and bigger cadre of guards standing by, that instantly approached them and asked them if they need any assistance.

This was also fine since they were still around to hear the summons, giving them the choice of perhaps visiting the feast created in their honor by the city's Councilmen by themselves. Or of course, still try to go with their stuff and try to sneak away, although that would also require them to follow those who of the Team who go to join the feast, since they pretty much had no idea where the meeting would take place (GM hint: on the other hand, some of them could perhaps remember that Hoga Nar spoke something about it taking place in the golden pyramid...)


<<Moon Team>>

<Melgator Zeth>
OOC Reminder:
@High_Adept_Zeth

<Ixtab>
@Xaphen

But the moment he placed his hand on the servitor was the moment the thing turned its attention towards the Skitarii, fixing him with its dead eyes. From its half-broken vox unit came something that sounded like a low squeak as it tried to bury its mechandrites into Ixtab's frame, wildly trashing around him as it tried to find purchase and accomplish Emperor-knows what. (OOC imagine just a regular repair servitor, with couple of mechandrites on its form that survived whatever got it in the first place).




<Objective in sight>
@DeranVendar @Draconion @Uriel1339 @Vulpas

As they slowly began with their descent down the slope, Draconion and Volorox in front while Feron, Sister Brandt and Dorallius took the rear, all of them suddenly became aware of slight movement amidst the broken pieces of wrecked metal, only spotting it because of their enhanced gear and optics. Since this part of the moon was still engulfed in the darkness, the first rays of the sun still far on the horizon, they were all locked in some kind of a perpetual moment before dawn.

Of course, it wouldn't really trouble them much since there were far worse battlefields to fight the battle upon (or were there?), however whatever was moving around used the surroundings perfectly to mask its movement and stay out of sight. Simple mirage was out of question though, since all of them saw "something", a slight movement behind the wreck or a small shift in the wind.

Satoshi followed the team at a distance, though eventually had to re-link up with the rest of the group. As they were presented with a few options, the Ronin nodded to the Ventus above and they both attempted to slip into an alley nearby unnoticed, hoping to gain access to the roofs of one of the higher buildings within the city to provide overwatch for anything "interesting" happening below.

OOC: Sorry for not posting before, I was out of town.

- Rocky and Edd, before summons
Rocky sat comfortably upon a pillow shaped chair, enjoying a pitcher of provided wine and modest refreshments. Bread, cheeses, crackers, and fruits. Enough for a light afternoon meal. Edd simply took the time to eat as many of the grapes as he could his hands on. So they were pretty much doing the same thing, only Edd just barely fit inside the room. Clearly not designed for Ogryn guests.
"Wot do ya think Rocky? This place doesn't seem so bad. Da people are nice an they gots lots of food fer a sandy planet."
"That's a good point Edd. They live on a desert world with minimal contact to the Imperium and yet still seem quiet self sufficient. Which is strange, for the level of technology they seem to possess isn't that high. By civilized world standards."
"Maybe they're just lucky."
"You're in the Inquisition Edd, we don't get to believe in coincidence anymore."
"Oh... Wots coinsidence mean Rocky?"
"Never mind, just pass that terrible smelling cheese over. This wine is starting to leave a sweet taste in my mouth."

Rocky jumped to his feet from his cushy seat and made to follow the Guards. Edd stood up in a similar fashion, and succeeded in crashing his half metal head into the ceiling.
"Rocky, I did it again."
"We'll put it on our tab. Just walk it off Edd."
"Okay."
Edd freed his head from the ceiling. Then made for the exit, knocking into walls and furniture. Nodding politely to the Guards who saw this odd scene before leaving the house. Rocky nodded as well, but with less genuine goodwill.
'These guys are pretty well armed, and their are more than last time. Must have wanted to make sure we didn't get any ideas about wandering the city. Wouldn't want us snooping around... hmmm.' Rocky thought as he fell in line with the rest of the squad. Their numbers appeared to have thinned, the Astartes taking matters into their own hands no doubt. 'For beings such great examples of humanity's might, they had no eye for politics. But if this is a trap, all the better they're out there to save our skin.'
Meanwhile, Edd was talking to one of the Guards; "How many Elders are on yer Council? Must be not dat many. Your planet esn't so big. Not like a Hive planet, smell better though. Da last planet wes was on smelled da best. Big trees an lots of Orks ta kill. Ya ever fought an Ork before?"

<Team Moon>

Sensing movement in the wreckage, Draconion immediately throws up a fist for 'all stop'. Panning his eyes about the wreckage, he flicks a thought-tendril towards the drakeling circling overhead, coaxing it to fly lower to scout their immediate surroundings in detail with its uncanny senses while he unfurls his own psychic senses to scour the area for the source of the movement.

<Feron>
"Disregard that stop, continue the advance. Whatever is watching us don't let them on to our suspicion as a whole, keep up the scouting detail with your friend Draconion. Everyone else eyes sharp, feet forward. " Feron Kept forward at the same pace despite having seen it too. "Could be local wildlife, scavengers, mind trickery or actual foes sloppily hiding themselves or deliberately trying to goad us into a diversion chasing shadows. "

OOC sorry haven't been posting much Also techincaly Vulpin is a psyker

-Vulpin
"The chaplain is quite interesting quite smart two, Not sure what to think about him yet because of the short time I have met him with." Vulpin said as he answered Carlarth

OOC After time skip

Vulpin was now changed his Inquisitor duster with the robes of one of the cloths that were given to them. As the guards wen't to inform him them of the councils meeting he wen't to Carlarth. "Miss Carlarth Might I suggest While one team goes to the Council meeting we have a small group of 2 or 3 of us go to the library to see if we can find any information on this Helios." he said his small companion at his side of his foot looking up to her.

Volorox-
"We need to get to that ship soon." Volorox said as he kept moving forward his bolt pistol in hand he looked at the craters around him. "Not much cover out here So lets get to the ship soon. I don't like being in a area that leaves you not able to take cover." Volorox said as he moved forward