Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17481441-20161127032252/@comment-17481441-20161129020421


 * The Chat forces are recalled to the crash site of the Ketch. Since they cannot take New Eden, then they shall take anything and everything crucial to their investigation and evaluation of the "interdimensional threat."


 * A Chat shuttle lands in a pit within the crash site that has minimal wreckage. Executor Helsing and Sergeant Grimes exit the shuttle, amidst a fiery discussion.

Sergeant Grimes: "The Grand Centurion sent you because you found a way the blockade."

Executor Helsing: "That right there is horse shit. He sent me because he is too fearful of what might happen to him in this hellhole. He may have started the mission, but he certainly does not have the balls to finish it. He didn't even brief me on what the hell we are looking for."

Sergeant Grimes: "He didn't? Well, I will tell you then. We are looking for any piece of data that we can find that can inform us of their technological tier and what they are capable of."

Executor Helsing: "For the Bureacrat's sake, they are capable of NOTHING in that cavern. They are probably already devolving into savages. And since this is the only vessel that we know entered New Eden's atmosphere, why does their technological tier matter? Anything that they had before they went down is useless to us."

Sergeant Grimes: "Sir, we need to know more about them in just in case more of them enter this dimension. Eyewitness accounts of the soldiers suggest that they are very racist towards other species, so assimulating them into the Chat Empire would be a long and complicated process."

Executor Helsing: "It has always been that way Sergeant. Are you neglecting the fact that most species we have conquered were forced to join us by treaties with the threat of all-out war? These aliens will not be different from the others, I guarantee you that."