Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-32600226-20181203015807

Ciaran was not idle when his was happening, as Kellen was tending him, he called out over the vox to his team. "Get into ambush position, assume that somethings coming to investigate that noise. Volprecht, take point and keep your shield up." Ciaran moved one of his arms up to his helmet, managing to avoid wincing from a sharp lance of pain, and changed his channel to the one he shared with Brother Phokas.

"Phokas! We are approching the area where the depot is located, but it looks like the battles have moved to the area. Begin scanning vox frequencies for Imperial channels. We may have to requestion the aid of local forces to find and secure the depot long enough to extract the torpedoes." Gritting his teeth against the fading pain, Ciaran sat back up and surveyed the area where the mound had been.