As he worked, the combination of exertion and repetition caused Darius to grow introspective.  He had just been promoted to Guardsman then... Just one of Cortez's body guards, but while he had remained quiet and unobtrusive at the time, the events in that torpedo bay were practically burned into his memory.<br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=104145.msg4576752#msg4576752">Quote from: The Great Triangle on 01-05-2011, 03:49:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"There are three warring factions of Reavers in the Mextil Cluster, each dedicated to a different chaos god...  I am the fifth Champion....</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=104145.msg4576904#msg4576904">Quote from: The Great Triangle on 01-05-2011, 04:40:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I shall see you soon.  You will know me as En."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Even as he worked, bits and pieces floated to the surface of his mind.  "En!"  The name... Sergeant En.  It had to be a coincidence, didn't it?  Hadn't one of the dinner guests, an important aid to the Commidore herself, had that same name?  He hadn't paid enough attention at the time, but maybe... maybe the Chaos scum had just meant to throw suspicion on a famous battle heroine?  Hadn't she been crucial to the fight in space?  Surely the wretch could have simply heard the name of an enemy, and used his last breath to try and create dissention and mistrust for her?  It hadn't worked, of course, no one had suspected the attractive pilot commander of anything... But now here was another En... one that was acting strangely.  Was it a coincidence?  Some sort of Chaos plot to turn them against an ally?  Or had the madman, somehow, impossibly, been telling the truth, knowing he would never be believed?<br/><br/>It was too much for him.  Darius knew that much, at least.  But he also knew what to do when he was presented with a puzzle he could not solve... tell his commander.<br/><br/>Continuing to work on his gun slit/sniper position, Darius spoke quietly through his communicator to his superior officers.  "Sirs... in the torpedo room.  He said his name would be En!  Do you remember?  What should we do?  Maybe it was a trick of some kind?  Only... the sergeant is acting kind of funny... maybe a little too funny.  You might want to be careful, Sirs."