Reports to the Ordos Xenos claim that an Eldar Craftworld has altered its position and by best estimate is headed to Quisto’rol. The planets defense force reports that they are prepared to face any potential threat, and at the moment the Eldar appear to pose none at the moment. However the Eldar have provided no explanation for their new found course which is cause enough for suspicion when dealing with the Eldar.
:Segmentum Pacifica planet Hydrachus:
“Have you located the signal yet?” The Dark Apostle, Eroimas commanded while filing through his Malaigna Carte. The pages of the foul tome shift and the ruinous text on the page begins to dance around. “The source is up ahead” a cultist states in a blank non-existent tone. He begins to shuffle towards a scraggy rock outcroppings along the foothills to the companies west. “There is a opening in the rocks ahead, there you will find the relic you seek to bring about mans demise”. The cultist continued coldly. His body fatigued from being used as a mouthpiece for his malcontent host. However unlike the Wareing techniques employed by psychers of the Imperium and other adepts. His mind is still fully active and lucid just trapped inside his psychie. A voice great and negative force is prodding him. They tell him of his demise its words like gnashing teeth. His mind aches but his body continues on. Leading him, against the urge to fall over, leading his Master to his quarry. “This Way.” says the cultist as he makes his way between two rock faces. At its base is a small rocky dried up creek bed and beyond it their goal. Half surrounded by towering granite boulders and underbrush is the Warp Gate. Obscured from direct line of sight so that, and with so much hard rock surrounding the structure the energy signature of the gate is almost fully obscured as well. “Excellent.” The Eroimas says and as he slams the book shut there is an audible snap and the cultist slumps over and falls to the ground his neck visibly broken and a stream of blood trickling from is nostrils. As he falls to the ground he mutters there final words. “Mortis as hominen”.