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(Tarkhan is successfully able to intercept the communications of the Scions with a roll of 90.)

“There are many men here willing to follow you sire, but first we will bring you to the keep. You and your companions,” he glances over at the squabbling Techpriest and Scions.

The partisans begin to march back through the forest, directing Cyradon and those who choose to follow. They lead the grouip down narrow paths between the trees and deep into the woods, where you come upon a series of cave entrances – just narrow enough that the Astartes can pass through unhindered. As the assembled troops advance on the weathered tunnels, previously camouflaged troopers emerge to great you and the officers, offering bows to the Astartes while glaring at the others through scathed goggles.

As you navigate through the winding, unlit caves, you find yourselves confronted by great ceramite blast doors flanked by dim lanterns. They grind open, spilling light into the dim chamber and revealing defensive positions. Guardsmen stand ready, but lower their weapons at the sight of the Space Marines and the officers. They offer bows and nods, before letting you pass.

Beyond that you are greeted by a small city of tents and fox holes. There are at least a hundred men and women awaiting you, most of them armed, some with captured Tau equipment, other with Imperial weapons, and some with whatever they could hope to scavenge. The underground encampment is lit by floodlights hooked up to crude generators, with little in the way of defences beyond old rockrete barricades and mining vehicles thrown up as cover.