With a shudder, the Imperial warship dropped out of the Warp and into 'real-space'. It had travelled the current of the Immaterium for three weeks, but Emperor knows how long had passed in 'real-time'. The Emperor Class Cruiser and its escort of Sword frigates re-formed their formation and engaged their engines, heading towards the dirty red planet before them.
They had been sent by the High Admiralty to the system to re-establish an Imperial presence, securing the space around the planet whilst the Planetary Government was being assesed, and power was shifted from one department to another. (ooc: More on this later)
'Vaxhayn', the Captain thought to himself. 'Another jack-of -all-trade planets bearly worth defending'. The captains analysis of the planet Vaxhayn was correct; it bore manufactorums and fabricating facilities, as well as numerous Cathedrals and even Hives. Vaxhayn was one of the other million identical planets in the Imperium of Man, yet something was not right....
"Crew, stand by for docking procedure", crackled the vox-systems on board the Battleship. "Imperial Shuttle -Dawns Blade- approaching. Officers with shore leave and other Estemed passengers, please make your way to docking bay 25.34", continued the vox-servitor.
The Acolytes on board stired from their private quarters. It was a rare honour for a simple passenger to be granted Naval Officer privilage by having their own personal areas, but then again, these were servants of the Inquisition, not some simple Missionary.
Although they had spent the better part of a month on board the ship, the Acolytes adventure had not yet begun.......
Make your way onboard the shuttle 'Dawns Blade'
: Meet up with other Acolytes
: Your quarters are situated close together, close to the Naval Officers dining hall and the furthest away from the docking bay. Being situated so close to the Officers area, any lower class 'sailors' you encounter will give you a smart salute and be out of your way.
: Your quarters are closest to the Naval 'Sailors' lines. You have the furthest distance to go, but you will have to make your way through the sleeping area of many of the gun crew. As you have remained hidden away from the upper class, the sailors assume you are simple tourists to Vaxhayn and a few will try to sell you their contraban.
Let the adventure begin!