Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-32600226-20180802161533

All of the Astartes had heard of Captain Ciaran since coming to Malepertus, but none had seen him before. Unlike many of the officers you had seen, there was little by way of decoration, or even color in appearance. In fact, the only color at all was his eyes, a dark, almost black, green. As he stepped forward into the light of the holo projector you notice the lightning claw on his left hand, an old pattern that covers the fingers similar to a power fist.

As he steps forward he looks around at the assembled Astartes, a brief smile appearing as his eyes pass over Agrios, a fellow son of the Raven. "Welcome, new members of Kill Team Ciaran," Ciaran says, his cheerful voice a sharp contrast with his grim appearance. "We don't have much time so introductions will have to wait till the flight." He pressed a button on the Holo projector, powering it up. "FIrst things first however," he said looking over at Volprecht and Marius. "On this mission our primary target will be Orks. I've read both your files, and I have some concerns, especially about you Volprecht. We will not succeed in this mission by challenging the enemy head on, we don't have the numbers or the fire power. Our success or failure will depend on stealth, understand?