Entry #1: Port Wander
With all preliminary preparations completed we may now proceed with our mission. It has been so long since leaving the relative safety of the Sibellus Spires. I know I shall miss my home and in particular my close friend Demeter. I know for certain however that I shall not miss one moment lingering within the exhausting courts of the Lucid Palace. My brothers death demands justice and my family must have it’s honor restored. This endeavor may not be what my parents desire of me but they know it is now my task to guide the destiny of our house.
The stars beckon me onward, and I know that the crew I have hired will serve me loyally and well. Though some may be of less than noble and trustworthy in outward appearances this will only help to serve out our purposes the better upon our arrival to Port Wander, a place of ill repute and those of questionable occupations.
The Journey has taken us into Port Wander and we have arrived much earlier than anticipated. The Indagatrix is a true marvel of engineering. The new warp drive technology is fascinating and I look forwards to learning more of its design once time permits. Thus far Lord Gedren’s agents have located a suitable endeavor and one I am pleased to have the fortune of perusing as it was a truly rare find. A derelect vessel has been located, a Lathe Class Monitor Cruiser, The Emperors Bounty. Despite its position within an asteroid belt I am confident that the crew will be able to salvage it, or if we are most fortunate completely recover the vessel for repair to add to our fleet.
Our arrival at Port Wander has been a particularly trying one. Within the first day we managed to secure the Writ of Claim but had fallen afoul of an attack while we traveled the streets within the Chamber of Gold. A small unit of riflemen and two sentinel walkers assaulted a section of the street. Our attempts to engage resulted in the near death of Gedren. It was only thanks to Davion Ezakiel’s healing arts that he survived. I must admit, I was terrified. I have been in only a few gun battles, yet this was sheer carnage. The brutality of these attackers was both absolute and precise. I hope that I have not made a mistake in risking our families wealth and honor by coming here.
I have secured our lodgings within a comfortable enough establishment at the Union of Drinkers Embassy. We will remain here at the Port for five days while the Indagatrix is resupplied and the crew sufficiently rested. Davion is providing services at the Imagineum Chapel while Gedrin’s wounds are tended to by its clerics. I will have to visit them in the morning before our 12:00 staff meeting. Sarvus has left to attend to matters with the Mechanicus priests near the port enginearium. The others remain here getting some recouperation time within the embassy. I shall try to do the same now, though the concerns of the day have weighed heavily on my mind.
Journal of Captain Marao Kreuw
23rd day of January of the 816th year of the 41st Millennium by the Holy Terran Calendar.
My crew has been operating well together. Over the last few weeks we have accomplished much and made our names known amongst the locals here at Port Wander. Gedren has healed from his injuries and is now back on duty and has successfully established a contract with a starship reclamation company to assist us in recovering the Emperors Bounty. Davion was also quite occupied with his religious services at the Cardinal Laxus Torr at the Imagineum Chapel. Davion made attempt to establish regular sanctify services from the church in the hopes it would help us against any daemonic encounters we may face in the future but apparently our standing was not prominent enough to elicit such a unique arrangement. The idea of such an encounter had never crossed my mind actually and it makes me wonder what Davion knows of such things since my knowledge is very limited. I hope he is just being cautious and not showing signs of prophetic foreshadowing. The thought of such an encounter shakes be to my core.
Echo has also been very busy. Apparently he had the fortune to meet with a Captain Whitehold here at the Union of Drinkers hall and managed to learn that Whitehold was a boy when the Emperors Bounty set off on its last voyage. Echo reported that Whitehold knew that the original navigator of the Bounty was killed or had died and left only a daughter there. He also mentioned that they had set off in search of something within a sub-sector of the Expanse called the Cinerus Maleficum. I have the feeling that Echo knows more than he has divulged of the matter but has chosen to avoid sharing it. I can only assume that this information is of questionable accuracy due to the Captains reputation here at the port as an enigmatic and erratic alcoholic.
Our navigator R’lyrik made contact with a local underdeck organization that barter secrets and questionable services in exchange for favors and gelt. I am much surprised at R’lyrik’s bravery for travelling the underdecks alone but his determination to make contacts served us well in the end. He met with the leader of this unnamed organization, Alexus Vernus. A woman of great standing within the shadows of the Port, she has chosen to provide us with a navigational chart to a system rumored to house something of value and has requested only 15% of our take on the expedition in return for the chart and to build upon our relationship. I can only trust these thieves to the extent that they will seek the greatest profit and it is my concern that betrayal may be their guiding factor. I will need to remain cautious of them, perhaps I should have Gedren infiltrate their organization with a mole. In any case, R’lyrik has done well. Of particular note was his first navigation of the Passage that finally took us from Port Wander into the Battleground. After a sixteen day voyage through the warp we arrived within the Battlefield System. There was some issues along the way, a major sewage leak filled one of the crew rooms nearly drowning the maintenance workers and leaving the bridge deck foul with putrid water.
Warp storms were particularly difficult to navigate and caused the ship to lurch terribly at one instance tossing us about within the Indagatrix hull, fortunately there were no serious injuries. Upon our arrival we began first with a search of the interior asteroid belt debris and upon our third day of scanning made a strange discovery. We received an automated transmission from the remains of the Emperors Bounty, it was odd and distorted. Gedren attempted to filter the audio but was unable to do so. The Bounty was badly damaged from radiation burns from extended exposure, torn and battered from the asteroids, but worst of all was that it was locked firmly into a dense cluster of asteroids that the Indigatrix cannot navigate. Instead we have formed an away team consisting of myself, Gedren, R’lyrik, Sarvus, Echo, and Davion as well as four additional crew hands for security and engineering services. Taking the Aquilla Lander we nearly lost our lives when our presence set off some old ordinance that activated when it sensed our heat signature. It was an old torpedo that Echo managed to dodge but had left us all a little shaken from the experience. We found an external landing platform on the Emperor’s Bounty bridge deck and entered through an emergency access hatch. It had no decompression chamber so I can only assume that it was meant for use within an atmosphere. It was locked however and Gedrens experience in such matters allowed us to bypass its protocols.
Now inside, the ship is dead but is now ours! Claimed by right we now possess this wonder and may proceed with its exploration. From what we have observed the crew may have died from exposure. The interior of the bridge deck has atmosphere but no gravity. The hovering dead of the ship’s crew show no sign of violence of struggle which leads us to believe they were exposed to vacuum. How this could happen we are not certain of yet. The plasma drives seem only slightly operational, providing the bridge deck with some atmosphere and on occasion some of the interior lights.