Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-32600226-20181203233421

Ciaran stood, the depot was within the Ork territory. This was bad, not only were the torpedoes valuable, but it was all too possible for a stray shell or a inquisitive Ork to set them off. In fact, at this point stealth was no longer an option or a priority, speed was. "Go ahead and contact them Phokas." Ciaran told him. "Inform them that this battle has now come under the jurisdiction of the Deathwatch and I am assuming command. If they resist, tell them that failure to assist me will cause their entire force to be delclared excommunicate tratoris. Once they accept, patch me through to them."

Turning to his team Ciaran switched back to the team vox. "Listen up team! Depot's location has been confirmed to be in Ork territory to the north. As of now, stealth is no longer a priority and we will be working with the Rouge Traders forces to secure our target. I plan on using the Rouge Traders forces as a distraction, but for now hold fire against human targets. Got it?"

Without waiting for a reply, CIaran turned towards the buildings where the heat signitures were. Turning his external speakers on Ciaran called out in a booming voice, "Humans in the buildings! I am Ciaran, a captain of the Deathwatch! Come out and identify yourselves!"