Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-32600226-20180807163953

"Templar, remember the purpose of the Deathwatch." Ciaran spoke. Nobody had actually seen Ciaran board the ship, yet there he stood near the entrance to the cockpit. "We hunt the Alien, not our brothers and cousins." He turned to look in the cockpit, "time to leave Phokas." He ordered before turning back to face his team. Under the hood of his cloak you could see he was now wearing his helmet. "If our team is to survive and accomplish our mission, trust will serve us better than any weapon. However," He turned to look at the epistolary, "trust is something that requires mutual agreement. I can't trust you, unless you trust each other. So Reus, Volprecht," Ciaran looked at them as he spoke their names. "Leave your secrecy and distrust at the fortress, there isn't room for them on the ship."