Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-32600226-20190206072358

Ciaran continued to move towards the depot, the Ork attack having hardly been enough for him to break stride. "Enough Reus, we have no time to argue among ourselves," he said. "Soon more Orks will come to invesigate the noise. And Volprecht," he said turning to face the marine even as he continued towards the depot. "In order to ensure communications in battle are clear and concise, refer to all team members by either name or rank. Only use alternitive designations if previously discussed among the team."

As he move he thought to himself, his mind going in three or four directions at once. Why did Commander Totengrimm think it a good idea to assign a psyker and a Black Templar to the same team? He had had less trouble with a Dark Angel and Space Wolf. Where was the Ork warboss? Taking him out would be nessisary before utalizing orbital bombardment to kill the remainder of the Horde. And where were the Rouge Traders forces? If they don't show up or that captain sent them all on that distraction mission he was going to have that captain and commissar shot for terminal stupidity.

"Phokas!" Ciaran called, switching his vox channel. "What is your status and the status of the Rouge Trader's forces? I don't want to leave Tyberion and Dax alone to defend the exterior of the depot."