Oct 28, 2014
Visit to the Torch of Will
The smell of ozone suddenly permeates the air, and the hair of everyone in Hangar 3 of the Torch of Will starts to raise a little bit. A sudden CRACK similar to the sound of a lightning strike pierces the air, coinciding with a large flash of light in the corner of the hangar bay. When the light quickly subsides, a large heavily equipped ork wearing an odd smoking contraption on his back is revealed, as well as what looks like an armored grox trying to pull itself away from the swearing ork, obviously panicked from the trip between ships via the orks homemade long range teleporter.