Macharius smiles at Ahriman's words in the shuttle. We are glad to have you along, Lord Ahriman. Your wisdom will certainly prove a boon. As may your fighting prowess, if it comes to that.


------------------------------------

Not a particularly inviting place, is it? Macharius looks around. The two Praetorians scanned for threats, Barak with his melta and Flannery with a blessed bolter. "Don't blink?" Rather an odd message. Lord Ahriman, do you sense anything... unsual?