The ship exited warp space at the closest possible point in space to Miranda IV. Kneeling inside a cabin was a man wearing dark robes, bent over an altar to the Emperor. His body was bent so far his head was nearly to the floor as he would slowly rock up and down some, clearly in a deep prayer. A chime buzzed and broke the murmurings that had been softly coming from his mouth. Several moments passed as he continued in prayer and the chime buzzed again for a second time.<br/><br/>Slowly stopping his prayers the man stood up, wiping the perspiration from his face, "Enter". A grizzled rough looking man stood at the door patiently waiting, "Sir, we just exited warp space and will be landing on Miranda IV in 40 minutes. As you requested, we are broadcasting as the Rogue Trader Spicevial only." The robed man nodded, "Good, thank you Roark. Let Helena know as well as the Twins, get everyone set. We debark in 41 minutes." Roark nodded, "Will do boss."<br/><br/><br/>Exactly thirty-nine minutes and 48 seconds later, the Rogue Trader Spicevial landed on Miranda IV at the Capital Spaceport in an enclosed landing bay. Nine seconds after landing, the primary landing gantry opened and two females slowly stepped out. Both were wearing full black form fitting armor, they quickly appraised the landing bay and finding it empty motioned behind them. A large man wearing a pristine suit of dark blue artificer armor and a long billowing cape stepped out of the ship. He stood there for a moment before Roark and an older woman also stepped out next to him. Slowly walking down the gantry he nodded to the two females who assumed defensive positions as naturally as someone standing against a post. Two gun-skulls slowly floated down the gantry behind him. Roark stepped down the gantry as well following the man, "Sir, I've got transport arranged, arrival is in 5."<br/><br/>Suddenly the outer lock door of the enclosed landing bay slid open and a servo-skull floated in. Both females in black armor immediately drew pistols and acquired target on the floating skull.<br/><br/>+++ GENE RECEPTORS POSITIVELY IDENTIFIED AS MARKUS ELIKSAR +++<br/><br/>Roark slowly stepped towards the servo-skull, placing himself between it and the man in the artificer armor.<br/><br/>+++ ASTROPATH COMMUNICATION INTENDED FOR MARKUS ELIKSAR. IDENTIFY TO PROCEED +++<br/><br/>The man in the armor looking back at the older woman and shook his head, "Identification Code 441N5BETA for Markus Eliksar."<br/><br/>+++ IDENTIFY CONFIRMED. TRANSMISSION BEGIN +++<br/><br/>The servo-skull slowly floated towards Eliksar.<br/><br/>+++ MY DEAR MARKUS. I HOPE THIS MESSAGE REACHES YOU, THERE HAS BEEN A SEVERE WARP STORM BETWEEN TERRA AND MIRANDA IV. I SENT AN ASTROPATH COMMUNICATION TO INQUISITOR LORD WHITEFIRE WEEKS AGO BUT IT MAY BE DELAYED AS A RESULT. GOOD LUCK ON YOUR FIRST ASSIGNMENT SWEETIE. ALL MY LOVE, MOM. +++<br/><br/>Roark stiffled a chuckle as Eliksar shot him a murderous glance. "Well Helena, looks like my hope of being out of her shadow just isn't going to happen is it?" The older woman shook her head, "I think it will take you quite a long time to do that, Inquisitor Eliksar."<br/><br/>Eliksar walked past the servo-skull, "Let's find that transport and head towards the Palace Complex. Remember people, no one knows we are here or who we are until we rendev with the Inquisitor Lord."