After acquiring our new Rogue Trader and our new Leman Russ, our new Captain saw fit to seek out a crew for our new acquisition. The Arch-militant recommended his old tanker crew of the Valhallan 58th regiment. The Captain believing this a just course of action authorized this mission where my ship, the Arch-militant, the Seneschal, and my Dark Eldar bodyguard left after figuring out where the 58th regiment were in a war zone. Meanwhile our Rogue Trader received communiqué from the Inquisition through our ominous Astropath. Though we were not told of where it actually came from we were told that our Rogue Trader was to head out onto a separate mission to a Death World.
After an eleven day journey my crew and I arrived in orbit above the war zone, and decided to land on the front of the battlefield at the regimental command. The expedition to the surface of the planet, like all of our adventures, involved many rapid combustions of high powered explosives. Two dead Orkoid aircraft later and we landed on the surface of the airstrip. After I repainted the bottom of the F-235 Gun Cutter air deployment vessel to relieve the pain of the machine spirits. When I caught up to the rest of the group, the Arch-militant and the Captain he was I believe conversing with, and by converse I mean insult each other and slam their glasses together whilst singing about the Emperor and the good days, had discovered that all but one of the tankers had survived. We also discovered that they couldn’t be relieved of duty until the Orkoid Class 12 volumetric variant, or as the Imperial Guardsmen called it, Warboss was killed. Our Arch-militant immediately decided to support the action of assassinating the beast without consulting myself, our Seneschal, or our Rogue Trader, directly superseding the chain of command. Whilst I do agree with his actions, I have put in C-203 form with the Senechal for viewing of the Rogue Trader.
The following is derived from the records of the sacred cogitators of the Ishimura. The Captain and his Tau bodyguard, along with his Astropath arrived in orbit approximately 3 days after we arrived. The machine spirits of the ship’s augar array detected signs of both an archeotech device and a xenotech device. They flew down to the surface, much anger was had by the machine spirits of the Teleportarium, and were attacked by a large aerial reptilian, codename WYVERN. The Captain managed to easily maneuver behind the WYVERN by the graces of the Omnissiah’s machine spirits and knocked the beast from the sky. After landing the F-235 Gun Cutter air deployment vessel on the planet, the Captain and crew approached the only known human colony on the planet. The people there had massive weapons and spoke a broken dialect of High Gothic.