OOC: Update! The vox called back to Gor. "Copy that, awaiting your signal." At Victus' translated question and Jengir's words the panthels replied. What glory does that one speak of? What are these "planets?" Are they of the origins of the others you just fought as well?
<Jengir> All those lights in the sky? Around each one orbits several lands like the one you are on. They are inhabited by a variety of aliens who would love nothing more than to annihilate our people. So we fight across the galaxy to protect mankind and purge the heretic, the xeno, and the traitor.
<Gor> Looking down to the scout Gor nodded. "Of course Jarl, I'd like Chagatai and Abner to join us as well if we do split, leave our more inquisitive types to investigate the Den. " Turning his attentions to the com-bead in his collar Chaplain carried on contacts with their orbital support. "Requesting aerial transport for sake of time brother, apparently there is an area called 'The Badlands' by the local apex predators far off to the east of our position that I would be intrigued to get sights on, discover what earned it such a moniker. "
"Well if we do split, I can pretty much go wherever you need me," Chagatai nodded, having taken to sit down on one nearby rock and, having nothing better to do, began carving a small symbol of the Steel Predators in a piece of wood next to him, marking this territory as their own. "Badlands or talking to little cubs, all the same to me, although not like I can really talk to these creatures..."
"It would be a great honor to continue the fight among the two of you. We are only for a few hours together and I already feel like I learned more than during my entire training to this point on." Jarl said with a smile to the two warriors, despite the wounds he would gladly push on.
OOC: Update! Mission End! The panthels looked up then back at Jengir. Huh so the lights in the sky are other worlds... interesting. Well excuse our skepticism until we see it. As for coming with you, we have no interest but I supposed it will be up to the individuals decisions to come with you or not, rather than us speaking for the rest of our kind in turn now. So the team split up to interact with the different places they wish to be. Gor, Jarl, Damath and Barren went to the badlands while the rest went to the Den in order to check out the society that was formed by the panthels. The badlands proved to be a more flat location surrounding the jagged rocks under the eternal twilight sky of the nameless death world. There were cracks underneath but unlike the other areas of the planet nothing was alive. Not even plants grew in the cracks on the ground, and as such must be called the Badlands. The astartes wandered around, though it seemed like there wasn't much to see or do other than to fend off some desert feeders of the death world. The team that went to the Den found a cove of sorts by the side of the Badlands, though it was more with a small stream running through. Though there were some wary and cautious eyes observing them, none of the panthels there attacked, as the two that introduced them were also on point. There were mothers feeding and grooming their cubs left and right. The children of the panthels ran around playing with each other. They looked like smaller versions of the adult ones, but anywhere between the size of a fenrisian wolf pup to a ratling. After introducing themselves to the more respected members of the community, a link between the Space Marines and the panthels were formed and the team departed back on to the ship. __________________________ Some time later back with the Chapter Fleet the Council convened once more to discuss the reports from the experimental squad. Chapter Master Lonyu contemplated on the thought of the new death world quite often, as a picture of it was shown at the holo table they gathered around. He looked at the other members before addressing in kind. "We have a number of business to discuss, so let's get to it. Regardless of the rest of the meeting, we'll definitely need to give this world some sort of designation for future reference. I'm not much of a name making guy so I'll leave this matter up to the table for voting. However, I would like to address our Master of Sanctity," He looked at Mathius, "I was hoping the corrupting forces of chaos would not have reached this world already, but it would seemed that hope was in vain. Tell me brother, would you clear this world as our new home? Or is the bud of corruption already set on it to later bloom into full blown heresy?" (@matt23 this is one of the duties as Master of Sanctity. Make an executive decision in regards to what to do about the Word Bearer's presence on the new world. The rest may decide on a name to call the new world.)
<Krux> "Tofan is a good name for her as for the word Bearers I think we should see throughout the sector to hunt these foe's down. They have invaded our new homeworlds sub-sector and they will know us and they will be killed out they are a threat to Tofan and the planets around her."
<Mathius> Mathius thought a moment before speaking, "Corruption often buds and grows roots deep within that can be to hard to pull. Now in regards to this planet, I have seen little to prove that the seeds of chaos have taken hold. Just as we have scout teams that we send out so do they. This is not to push the whole matter aside, as I will be keeping a close watch over the planet. So my decision is that we can use this as a home world. But I will expect a planet wide sweep to ensure that my mind is put to ease about the traitors being here."
<Jek> "I'm more than willing to believe the Word Bearers were actually there waiting for us, no doubt some mad prophet warning them we were coming. I doubt but there are any more of them lurking nearby but that doesn't mean we shouldn't sweep the sub-sector anyways. As for a name, I feel such a world deserves a strong moniker. As such I would suggest calling it The Savage Landing. "
<Jublai> Jublai's holocall came from the warn-torn planet where the part of Steel Predators force met with the Greenskin assault. There was gunfire everywhere and the big Terminator grey plate was smeared in blood. Jublai as always, sounded somewhat angry. "You are summoning us to ask us for a name? Leave that to the scribes or some Librarian who has nothing better to do. The name Jek's suggested will do for me. I have more important business to attend to, like stopping this Waaagh, so don't bother me again," and with that, Master of the Hunt killed the vox and proceeded with his own tasks...
