Abran gave the Voidmistress a fierce grin, but could do no more. The Warp was... tempestuous here. The death of the ship they had struck down had cast it into chaos, and Abran could not penetrate that to find the paths forward. This time, it would be up to the Gunnery team to do what they could on their own.<br/><br/>"I am glad to prove your trust in the Navis Noblite well placed, Voidmistress. However, I've no guidance at the moment. The Void is growing... unsettled. The chaos of that ships death makes it difficult to perceive anything around it."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Tackyhillbilly rolled: 1d100<br/>Comment:<br/>Result: 46,<br/>Total: 46<br/><br/>So close. 2 off.</div></div>