Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-1734134-20191118235252

Siros takes in Cyradon’s words, going to speak only to be interrupted by another messenger, “Sirs, sirs, it appears the Tech Priest and his cohort have departed – towards another encampment, through Tau territory.”

Siros shakes his head before looking back to Cyradon, “I must first handle the issue of the Commissar, but I will have my subordinates handles the defences. And thank you Hen. I will handle the Scions.”

Siros and his men await the Scions at the camp entrance. They are the best armed men in the entire force, though they are not much compared to the Scions. Behind them are more partisans, many brandishing whatever weaponry they could muster, including Xenos firearms. As the Valkyrie lands, Siros offers a salute, as do his men.

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The forest peels away from the Skitarii and Tarkhan as they continue their march, taking them into open fields. Vox activity remains encoded, while whatever chatter appears is a mix of partisan communication and Tau propaganda feeds endlessly looping. With the sun beginning to rise, it is easy to see across the length and breadth of the landscape, the occasional rustle of alien fire going off in the distance. By the time he begins to near the outskirts of the Partisan encampment, he is able to spy the sight of wrecked Tau vehicles. It does not take long for Partisans scouts to emerge from their hiding places. They recognise Tarkhan as a fellow Imperial, lowering their weapons and offering salutes,

“Sir, we were forewarned you would be here, welcome," they offer bows and nods.