Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-8397818-20191103211800

A shock ran through Dion's body. "Communications centre?!"

At that moment Dion wanted to run, run as fast as he could to the communications centre and find the scions. He wanted to stop them. But what if they already sent a message?! While leaning on the table, he clenched his fingers into a tight ball.

Dion fears many things: damnation, daemons, wrath of the God-Emperor, but the Black Ships are something else entirely. He heard many dark legends of what happens to those who get caught. Few have survived to tell the tale. Death was a no way near as terryfing as the Black Ships.

+My Lord, if the scions will contact the Imperium, then there will be severe reprications.+