WH40K Rogue Trader: Blood and Bolters, IC Thread: Chapter 1 Reclaiming What is Ours Options

[LurkerOutThere]

((For starters you know that they are female but i'll assume you wouldn't make that misspeak unless you meant to or feel your character would. They are the head Magos over port wander, responsible for all cult operations there both keeping the station running and collecting data from it's sensor arrays as well as collating data brought back or transmitted by the explorator fleets. She is the absolute model of what it means to be mechanicus: intelligent, reverant, efficient, and completely devoted to her duties and having given up all outward appearances of femininity or even humanity in pursuit of logic. Despite this she is considered quite approachable among port wanders power brokers and walks the corridors attending to her duties rather then locking herself away in her sanctum. There are nasty rumors that she has fascinations with xeno and other heretical tech but they are just that, rumors. Truth be told with all the hours she puts in as part of her duties on port wander it's hard to believe she'd have time for any dark pursuits.))

[Tanegar]

Thanking Lord Sector Hax for his information, Hakkonen turns and makes his way over to the Divine Inspiration's prospective Lord-captain, Alessaunder "Lucius" Vorhees, his servo-skull drifting after him and occasionally turning its gaze toward the cherubim with a sort of predatory wistfulness. "Lord Al-Alessaunder," the Magos says, disdaining the nickname, "I have just-just gained some very inter-teresting information from Lo-ord Sector Hax. The Magos leading the Adeptus Mechan-anicus presence at Port Wander, one Tonoro-ros by name, is apparently v-very eager to see the Divine Inspiration salv-alvaged. She may-may prove an invaluable ally-ly. I recommend we contact her-her when we arrive at Port Wan-ander."

[Drace]

Lucius nods towards Magos Hakkonen. God-Emporer, is he always going to use my first name......., he thinks, giving off a pleasant smile to the Explorator.

"Now that does sound promising, as long as she doesn't want parts or salvage from the ship itself, it is Voorhes property. But then again, any help would be great help, and a mutual back scratch wouldn't be out of the deal. My thanks for letting me know." He lightly stroke his goatee in contemplation for a moment before continuing, "Seeing as how you are both devout and esteemed priests of the omnissiah, it may be best if you are the one to contact her though. Not sure how she would deal with an outsider like me or my cousin at first if you weren't there."

He leaves the Tech-Priest to return to his thoughts or the table with a pat on the shoulder before walking up to Sector-Governor Hax and Lord Alejandro. He bows his head to Alejandro with a quick "my lord" before turning to the lord of the whole calixian sector and bowing his head even lower. "My lord Hax. I just wanted to come here and express my thanks over the blessing and honour you have bestowed upon our family and lineage."

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Charm test Fel 531d100=13 = pass, 4 degrees base, depending on Hax's Willpower roll

He lowers his head towards Hax, "The Voorhes don't make a habit of forgetting those who are our allies and have helped us out, and I know for sure that if the time ever comes, or it is ever needed, I'll personally stand beside any who has done what you have for me and my kin."

[LurkerOutThere]

Lord Hax doesn't seem like your usual foppish nobile, the man is very business like in mannerism and custom. Still he seems favorably impressed with your sincere offer of assistance.

"A noble sentiment young man, I will remember it well. For now restore your ship and take it beyond the fringes, bring the emperors light and justice to those too weak or too ignorant to get it for themselves. Then perhaps someday when you. your crew, and you ship are fine and strong I may call for you, and ask you to cure an ignorance or weakness of mine, or perhaps just deal some justice where I need it applied."

Shortly thereafter Lord Hax excuses himself and leaves with his entourage, not seeming one for celebration. Alejandro is positively aglow later as he leads you away from the party, still carrying on in your absence into his private offices. He seals the door behind you and begins bringing only two trusted bodyguards and a scribe in with him. The bodyguards watch the door not you as their lord sits and pours you Amasec from a fine crystal decanter.

"I know you have many questions there will be time for them.. But as I'm flush with my own importance perhaps and intoduction and explanation is in order. I am Alejandro Vorhees the Vorhees families chief counselor and political operative. In formal situations I can be referred to as Counselor Alejandro. Personally i prefer Alejandro, Alex, father or uncle. I'm a little over 400 years old and every time someone refers to me as Master Vorhees or Lord Vorhees I look for my father. Similarly Rogue Trader Vorhees would actually be my sister. Honestly It was a lot simpler when i could just go by captain but those days are past." He smiles in a somewhat dottering manner at you, very much the kindly older gentleman, though how much is genuine and how much is a role is hard to say.
"Now I know the role of political operative seems trifling,, there was a time I felt the same way. My generation were far more concerned with pushing out into the unknown rather then managing estates or attending governors balls." He pauses looking out the armorcrys bay window that dominates one wall of his office allowing a commanding view of the grounds and the people milling there while giving none a view what lies within. "Such inattentiveness nearly led to our houses destruction, the other powers in the sector, Rogue Trader and noble alike whispered against us in the courts of the segmuntum and we had to stand under Inquisitional review, which to be blunt I still have more then a few scars from."

He pauses again as if lost in an unpleasant memory before continuing. "What I am saying, in a long winded fashion is that once I sat where you sit and by the grace of His will I am now old enough to sit where I sit. Serve nobly and you may live long enough to bore youngsters with your tales. If you don't serve well you'll likely die, and if you betray the family I'll have to have you killed and that's damn inefficient." He smiles grimly and it's easy to see he's not kidding mucha t all. He snaps his fingers and the scribe passes around documents for you to sign (at least for everyone who isn't of the family) acknowledging your service to House Vorhees and pledge of confidentiality thereof. The contacts are standard affairs and have been notarized in places by representatives of your own organizations.

"You will have quite a bit of autonomy in how to pursue your duties for the house. Once you sign the documents I am presenting you each with a seal that will allow you access to fleet accounts setup for your use. House Vorhees can and likely will deduct from time to time to recoup our investments but more often then not we will direct you to do things in our name and leave the details up to you. Henceforth you are all agents of House Vorhees allowed under Rogue Trader warrant to push beyond the boundries of the Imperium and deal with what you find there as you see fit. Very few things are forbidden to you but all the ones that are usually have punishments worse then death. Similarly as you and your house profit ultimately you do the emperor's work so from time to time I'm sure you'll come to understand that local laws and regulations get in the way of that work."

The scribes pass out dataslates detailing the accounts you have access to and data on the Divine Inspiration.

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Profit Factor 32

Divine Intervention
Speed: 8 Manoeuvrability: +12
Detection: +25 Hull Integrity: 55
Armour: 19 Turret Rating: 1
Space: 60 SP: 55
Weapon Capacity: Prow 1, Port 1, Starboard


Jovian Pattern Class 3 Drive Light Cruisers 60 Power Generated 8 Space used

Power Used: 34 SPace Used: 41


Divine Intervention
Speed: 8 Manoeuvrability: +12
Detection: +25 Hull Integrity: 55
Armour: 19 Turret Rating: 1
Space: 60 SP: 55
Weapon Capacity: Prow 1, Port 1, Starboard

Components
Geller Field
Combat Bridge
Clan-kin Quarters
Tenebro-Maze†
Cargo Hold
Single Void Shield Array
M–201.b Auger Array
Luxury Passenger Quarters
Barracks All Ships
Observation Dome
Astropathic Choir-chambers
M–1.r Life Sustainer

One of a small group of vessels built by the gifted shipright Arch Magos Faustus sometime during the the early days of the Imperium the Divine Inspirations purpose was to expand and push the boundaries of the Imperium bringing the Divine Emperor's truth to the heathen in the outlying star systems. As such it was designed to act independently of other vessels and house significant numbers of troops and support staff to accomplish it's goals and send back reports of what was observed in it's travels. Additionally it's internals are dizzying aray of passages devise to confuse and confound intruders.

"First you need a ship, and we have a fine ship for you. As you may or may not be aware the Divine Inspiration was hulled and left badly damaged defending port wander from ork incursion. Due to a misunderstanding with the Cult of Mechanicus, and the pressing needs of the imperial navy for the repair docks we were not able to get it repaired at the time. Fortunately the Divine Inspiration was designed from keel to stern with self sufficiency in mind. She's a crusade vessel through and through and her machine spirit is a patient and forgiving one that has allowed her to be repaired all this time. We have recently received word from one of our servants upon the vessel, an Orbest Dray and his son Mekkan. That repairs have proceeded as far as they can on their own and that they will need additional assistance to continue further. As such you are to go to port wander, asses the condition of the ship and get her back up and running. You will have to draw whatever resources you need for this task from out amongst port wander or if you dare the maw itself. I have booked passage for you on a chartist vessel that leaves tomorrow evening. The crossing to Port Wander usually takes around 90 days terran standard in real time. So with the deadline imposed you will already be at a disadvantage. Still i have every faith in your ability to accomplish this task. You should be able to draw upon the loyalty of the surving members of the Divine Inspirations crew and their descendants and there's always the stockades of port wander and the Mechanicus cult for unskilled and skilled labor respectively. While you are returning the ship to spaceworthness I will put out feelers and see if I can come up with an avenue for profit in the maw something to make a fitting start to your careers. Any questions?"

[agustaaquila]

Mordechai makes a very odd bow toward Alejandro, after resigning the contract.

"Alejandro, thank you again for accepting me into your house and providing me the opportunity to one again travel the stars. I pledge my all the house Vorhees.

Lucius, I pledge to follow you as you set about restoring your family name. I will do my all to sustain, to counsel, and to support you through easy and tough times ahead. I pledge to follow you to the very gates of hell, and to lead you beyond them as that is my role in life. May the God-Emperor look favorably upon you, and hold me to my pledge."

[Riegien]

Agustian leans back against a bookcase, seeming significantly more at ease outside of the massive celebration. Taking the dataslate, he listens to his father's briefing.

"Have the Drays given any manifest of what they need for the next stage of repairs? Or for that matter, have they indicated what is expected of us on arrival?" Augustian asks looking over the dataslate. "Also, if we've been making a good faith effort over the years to slowly salvage the ship, do we know why the Adeptus Mechanus is so interested in taking over the salvage operations?"

[LurkerOutThere]

"Their notation was brief however I have uncovered documents pertaining to their original orders that have been the standing procurement for supplies on their behalf. If they are sending word that the work is complete we can take it to mean that primary repairs to the hull and superstructure are completed and they have proceeded as far as they can without intervention from the machine cult or just more labor. Per their orders the Orbest has operated under the greatest secrecy possible to conceal the progress of the repairs. If other factions about port wander or worse still pirates or the like suspected there was a light cruiser ready for the taking they'd swoop in and claim their prize. I fear the party might not have helped that but at least by moving openly to reclaim the ship we close off legal channels to those who would usurp control of it. Of course that leaves plenty of illegal channels."

"As to your second question my son I would wager a tidy sum of thrones that there is a great curiosity amongst the machine cult about the ships construction. Archmagos Faustus was a peerless shipright and designer melding techniques that were at the time nearly lost to us. It was believed that the new line of ships that the Divine Inspiration counted amongst it's number would bring a wider introduction of it's style amongst the empire. Sadly his career was cut short, he was accused of heresy, both of technological means and blasphemy and swiftly executed by exsanguination, decapitation, and immolation, not necessarily in that order. His name would be forgotten for all time like so many other heretics were there not a few examples of his craftsmanship still in service and a rather interesting paper posited by one of the fabricator of the lathe worlds during the last millennium. It suggested that perhaps some of the evidence against Faustus was constructed by an unknown entity or entities. The fact that no recording of evidence against him or even the details of his blasphemy remain sheds some scant evidence to that." He shakes his head.

"The Inspriation has always been a strange and storied ship, my own service on her was brief under my sister before being given a ship of my own, but who can truely say what ancient relics of the past might exist within it's twisting corridors. Frankly it's a wonder the machine cult has left it alone as long as they have."

[Tanegar]

After scrutinizing the contract thoroughly, his servo-skull peering over his shoulder like a curious child, Hakkonen finally affixes his name and seal to the document. Handing the dataslate back to the scribe, he turns toward Alejandro.

"Lord Alejandro, where-ere is the Divine Inspiration actually located? I had been under the impression that-that it was drifting in space, but this talk of repairs already under-derway seems to suggest it is actually in the dockyards of-of Port Wander. Are we, in fact, to sa-salvage a drifting hulk or merely take command of a vessel already enscon-sconced in a repair facility? Also, what specific features make the ship unusual? I must confess my igno-norance¹ of Archmagos Faustus and his techniques."

Rolls:

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¹Forbidden Lore: Adeptus Mechanicus 83 vs 50: 3 Degrees of Failure

[PBTHHHHT]

Cornelius digested the information provided.
"Interesting, so how much of the crew's descendants remain on the ship and how much do we need to make up to fully man the vessel? We may need to organize a recruitment drive at the station, though I fear that we may have spies planted among the many new ratings. I wonder if we can recruit some former naval hands or from other sources to travel with us."

[LurkerOutThere]

Sadly I am no expert on the Archmagos myself, there certainly might be those out there who are but I am not one of them. As to the ship it was moored to the remains of an asteroid defense platform also damaged beyond repair in the fighting. It's not far from port wander at all and within it's security envelope which has kept any large scale illegal salvagers away.

It would be a great good fortune indeed if the ship still had sufficient manpower to crew her, but I doubt that is the case. You will almost certainly have to seek ratings from port wander or elsewhere. Perhaps if the remnant settlement onboard the vessel is sufficiently large you could set out for a world like Malezial where you could recruit ratings for much cheaper and with less likellyhood of acquiring spies although there are other kinds of problems that recruiting from a prison world or similar brings with it. You do act with the authority the rogue trader warrant grants and the letter of marque which means you can avail yourself of the presment centers and stockades of port wander as well as recruiting naval personnel directly. I do caution you to approach the latter angle with tact and diplomacy paid to the naval officer corps as their not the sorts you want to make an enemy of.

[Tanegar]

"You-you said that the hull has been repair-aired; how much of the ve-essel is pressuri-ized and under life sup-support?"

[Zyerne]

"Oh, I don't know.." Ysabell mused. "I'm sure a few more won't hurt. Besides there are one or two whom it wouldn't hurt to have to get off their over-stuffed asses and actually work for a change." She gave a decidedly wicked sounding chuckle before continuing.

"They're really not the ones we want though...." She broke off, lost in thought. "Seems likeI'll need to spend some time going through personnell jackets when we get Port Wander. I could probably use your help there Maj..." Ysabell broke off again, looking over at Augustian. "Navy protocol, I'll explain it later."

[LurkerOutThere]

"From exterior observation done by other Vorhees ships it can be concluded that most of the major rents in the hull have been repaired, quite astonishing considering the lack fo a full shipyard. As to life support it's hard to say, it can be presumed that in the years without proper engiseers the ships drive engine is only partially functional so it it hard to guess at the status of the air scrubbers and the grav plates. Fortunately the ships comportmentalized nature means that any life support it does have is staying where it is. My agents tell me that the crew quarters and barracks area have remained habital the former hosting the crew remnants. The latter housing a squarter and mercenary community of sorts. Details on that are a bit sketchy." He looks at you carefully before devulging. "Truly i'm no supposed to know anythign about the ship, just arrange for the supplies to be delivered, by order of my Lady."

He grins somewhat rakishly. "But I do not think my Lady captain so foolish as to think i wouldn't peek and pry into anything forbidden to me. The converse of that is I should be too important and perhaps even loved by her to kill over minor insubordination. I guess I'll find out if you tell her I've been snooping. Before you ask, i have no idea why she would want to keep the state of the Inspiration from her own family. Maybe it was all designed as an elaborate test for me or you or both. She's prone to that sort of sense of the dramatic, especially as it was your older brother who perished at the vessels helm during it's last outing." He says shrugging at Lucius.

"Despite whatever tests she may prepare for you as the families token sentimental arm I want to see you succeed. Hence I have made the best provisions I can for your departure and have secured a Thunderhawk-V gunship for use as your personal lander. You will be taken to port wander by Captain Teech, a chartist captain who I consider a personal friend and reliably ally. He can either convey you to the port proper or fly close enough to the wreck that you can head out and board the wreck with none the wiser. Personally I advise the latter course, but the decision is yours. I will also send word to mate Dray telling him to expect you."

[Drace]

Lucius chuckles lightly, putting his copy of the dataslate away in a pocket inside his coat. "Well it seems that from what Lord Hax said, all we need to do is get it operational and move it away from Port Wander. In the loosest sense of those terms and if the year is looming closer than we would all prefer, all we need to really do to beat his deadline is simply get the ship's plasma drives and shields up and running, so that we can move it and not have debris trash it.".

He leans back in his seat, getting himself comfortable, taking out the dataslate once more and scanning the information contained inside it. "Then once we have moved a distance from port wander, all we have to do is come back to the port and use its facilities to fix up the warp engines, gellar drives and or whatever happens to be damaged and we didn't have time to repair.".

He looks over to Ysabell and smiles, "Good call, navy officers and ratings would be a good addition I would think, just allow them to realize the possibilities for advancement in a 'dynamic' rogue trader's fleet as compared to the 'stagnant' navy, oh and the freedom too.". He scratches the bottom of his goatee as he finishes his statement. "As for crew though, I don't think penal colonists would be the best addition to a tight knit crew, or even a crew with half decent morale. Same goes with the press ganged masses the navy employ. Maybe we could get some bodies from some of the Hive worlds near Port Wander, there are a few there. Or maybe even from the shrine worlds there, pious workers are hard workers, just let them know we are continuing Druses' work. Expanding the borders of the empire.". He looks around at the others around him. "Just a few of my ideas is all, seems safer than the number of possible spies at Port Wander or the malcontents from Malezial."

He seems to be lost in his own thoughts for a second after this, mumbling more to himself than anyone else, "actually could be good to use shrine worlds to set up colonies on any planet we find. Or penal worlds and trade freedom for loyalty......".

After a moment he snaps out of his reverie and blinks, "Oh and a thunderhawk aswell you don't say? Now that is quite a craft. That will be more than usefull in reaching the Intervention should we not make stop at port first. As well it would make a fine craft to transport troops should the need arise."

[Tanegar]

"Will-will it just be the six of u-us flying with Captain Tee-Teech, or will we ha-have an escort? If the former-er, I recommend at least a brief stop-stop at Port Wander to hire a squad of arm-armsmen in case the squat-atters aboard the Divine Inspiration prove trou-oublesome."

[LurkerOutThere]

"I can provide you with a tactical squad drawn from the elite of the house guard. They can watch your backs and form a reliable back bone for your ships security detail when the time comes. I would caution with holding out a full military confrontation with the squatters for last resort. Hiring sufficEnt military forces to do so would be expensive, raise attention, and cost valuable time. I would recommend diplomacy or stealth and treachery when dealing with the squatters. The crew remnants at least should be friendly to you. "

[PBTHHHHT]

"That is true, I'm sure we can possibly first try and persuade any squatters to join our endeavor. As a chance to earn a position in the Dynasty and earn some share in the profits rather than remain on stuck in one location in the middle of the void. Then again, some fools fear the unknown and would rather be kings in their puddle than join up."

[Zyerne]

"A ship the Inpiration's size we're going to need sixty thousand crew, give or take a few thousand. Do you have any idea how many are left on board? Having enough of them to man the critical positions could be one of our biggest problems.

Pressganged squatters are all well and good but without sufficient trained hands she'll be a disaster waiting to happen."

[Drace]

Looks over at Ysabell and nods. "True, but if there is enough of the clan-kin left on the ship, the squatters can easily be 'adopted' into the crew. That or they can function necessary functions that aren't ship related. Either way, they are another resource to be used.". He looks over to Cornelious and gives a slight bow of his head. "Aswell, it may be good to have a member of the eccliarchy on hand, seeing as they may respond just as kind if not more so than the rightful owners of the ship."

"The only thing I am concerned about is the contingent of mercenaries on the ship, are they Voorhes men, or independents setting up shop? If they are independent, a good contract and employment as armsmen or security for a set time could be a useful way to deal with them....".

He then gives his signature chin brush and seems to think to himself for a second. "As well, any criminal elements on the ship will have to be 'dealt' with.". He gives emphasis on the 'dealt' with part of that comment. "Either brought in-line or brought to justice, since a happy crew is a hard working crew. And a crew with access to minor narcotics and minor vices, gambling and drinking for example, are a happy crew. It all depends if they can toe the line we give them....".

"As for the troopers, they could easily be formed into a personal security detail for us as well as a strong front for ship to ship attacks and planetfalls. What are they equipped with?" He looks over st the rest of te command crew, "we can always re-equip them for specialized duties.".

[agustaaquila]

"Well, I think that negotiation is the proper way forward. We loose time doubly if we end up fighting them. We have to go find more bodies, and we have to use those bodies we find to repair any damage inflicted on the ship. Scrubbing blood off walls is not the best introduction to new crew, but its one that is far too common.

This will be doubly the case if we take on Navy personnel. They are used to order and discipline, and if the ship is too loose in its orders they could actually hurt overall morale. However, getting a contingent of people to serve as under-officers to us will be beneficial. They come ready trained.

As for the mercs onboard, if any, we should use bring them to heel and use them to help enforce discipline and order. I have never met a merc who did not want money, and the Warrant of Trade holds great potential for massive amounts of profit. I think we can buy them off, if we fail to grant them a sense of importance through negotiation.

There is a lot of work still to be done, and while a year sounds like a long time I fear we will be hardpressed to get all our repairs done on time. Restoring House Vorhees to greatness is a journey of many parsecs, and one that starts with us making correct decisions on restoring the Inspiration to her full glory."

[Zyerne]

"Lord Alejandro, does the family have any Naval contacts at Port Wander? Particularly those who might be susceptible to certain kinds of inducement?" It was clear that Ysabell found the idea of bribery repugnant but that she was well aware that it happened whether she liked it or not. "Much as I find the idea distasteful one cannot, unfortunately, simply execute every obstacle that presents itself."

[LurkerOutThere]

"We have some friends amongst the navy at port wander. I will use the time while you are in transit to locate the right people to talk to, I will also see if i can get you an audience with the station commander if you wish. Sway them and all else should be easy by comparison. I will send word to you via astropaths to the lady Synthia. Now if you will excuse me my friends I should return to my guests at the party, I leave it to you whether you return or retire for the night. I realize you may have your own preparations to see to."

WIth that he rises and unseals the chamber. Standing outside his chambers at parade rest outside the chamber in addition to the other guards in the fine livery of house Vorhees stands five soldiers in well maintained but obviously well used imperial flak armor. Bands on their arms denote their service to house Vorhees but that is almost all that would distinguish them at first glance from imperial soldiers the galaxy over. Only when you get a closer look at their face do you notice that all of them, including the female in the squad have a small earring of unknown origin, likely a unit insignia. Additionally the exposed skin of their hands where it emerges from the armor appears to be ritually scarred with many small notches. The final difference you notice on these troopers from the standard imperial guard comes when their leader bows and smiles low. His teeth have been filed into sharp points and his eyes have a predatory stance. His left eye is missing replaced with a plain but functional bionic and the point of a ragged scar slides down over his nose a remaining legacy of whatever wound took his eye.

"This is sergent Granx and his squad. They are some of the best troops that the house has to offer and will serve you well if you choose to take them on." He quickly leaves to return to the party and the squad snaps to attention the sergent giving Lucius a quick salute.

"Greetin' cap'n, me and mine kin are yours so says Lord Vorhees, Your house has promised me and mine that so long as we kill for you you will provide us the means to keep killing and a fair share for our means of the plunder. Since your going to be the boss I serve you first before the emperor just as mine serves me before the emperor." He smiles that predatory smile again. "Truth be told we're happy to get out again, arbites around here are starting to know our faces. Too many questions they ask."

[Tanegar]

"Thank you for your time, Lord Aleja-andro. With your permission, I-I will make my evening devotions at the house Tech-Chapel before retiring." So saying, Zacharias Hakkonen bows stiffly, first to Lord Alejandro, then to his assembled comrades. "Good-good evening, ladies and gentlemen, I will see-see you all tomorrow." He walks out with a nod to Sergeant Granx, dragging his servo-skull away from Granx' face just as the machine seems on the point of disassembling the soldier's bionic eye.

[agustaaquila]

Mordichai clasps his hand across his crest in salute Alejandro as he leaves. He motions Granx inside, waiting for the doors to close again before speaking.

"Sergeant, you and yours are welcome as far as I am concerned. I would welcome those who have seen as much combat as yours have, and we would be foolish to not accept you. I also am starting to have my problems with Arbites as well. So I welcome you, and look forward to seeing you onboard the ship tomorrow."

Mordichai rises, walks to the door, and salutes everyone before letting himself out. He then moves through some of the lesser used passages to the room for the night.

[Drace]

Lucius bows to Lord Alejandro as he leaves, and quickly takes stock of the warriors assembled before him and the rest of the command crew, returning the salute to the sergeant. "It would be a pleasure to have you and your kin among us.". He gives the soldier a quick conspiratorial wink and smiles, his voice going into a mock whisper. "And as it seems, a good few of us seem to be having the Arbites a little to close to our necks, so your going to be fitting in just well with us all.".

With that he walks up to the sergeant and puts on arms on the man's shoulder and the other out for him to shake. "So what sort of action have you and your kin seen in the service of house Voorhes? Nothin' specific mind you, don't want to make you blab about things better left unsaid, just curious as to what you guys do best and .... enjoy.".