Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4794494-20150221232108/@comment-4794494-20150308152451

The Liches entered the atmosphere of Yoth, cruising above the thin layer of clouds as the sun shined brightly on the beautifully white planet. Bray walked into the control room and and examined the screens and displays.

Bray "Kipling's coordinates, where do they lead?"

Lich Pilot 1 "I ran a scan when we were entering from orbit; it turns out they weren't coordinates leading to an exact spot, but a rather large area of interest."

Bray "How large?"

Lich Pilot 1 "... I'd guess it'd take us about two hours if we split up the Liches."

Bray "Splitting up probably isn't the best solution since we're-"

Lich Pilot 2 over comms "I just picked up some friendly signatures, most are dead but I see a few still active!"

Lich Pilot 3 over comms "So have I! Marker active on area of origin."

Lich Pilot 1 "Hear that, Spartan?"

Bray "I didn't want to split anyway. Let's go."

The four Liches steer toward a range of mountains.