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-''''In elder days when stars doth burn bright,
+In elder days when stars doth burn bright,
 And Warp's dark shadows cloaked the night,
 There rose a Lord of noble grace,
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 For courage, honor, and steadfast might,
 The Rogue Trader, hero from the starry night.
-''

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-''In elder days when stars doth burn bright,
+''''In elder days when stars doth burn bright,
 And Warp's dark shadows cloaked the night,
 There rose a Lord of noble grace,
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 The Rogue Trader, hero from the starry night.
 ''
 As the Bard finished their performance a hushed silence fell over the court, Knights and pages watched intently. To be so honoured by the court was rare. Near unthinkable that an outsider would have their deeds recorded by the Queen's own poet.

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-In elder days when stars doth burn bright,
+''In elder days when stars doth burn bright,
 And Warp's dark shadows cloaked the night,
 There rose a Lord of noble grace,
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 For courage, honor, and steadfast might,
 The Rogue Trader, hero from the starry night.
+''
 As the Bard finished their performance a hushed silence fell over the court, Knights and pages watched intently. To be so honoured by the court was rare. Near unthinkable that an outsider would have their deeds recorded by the Queen's own poet.

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 '''Defend Arbor vs Red Orks
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 In elder days when stars doth burn bright,
 And Warp's dark shadows cloaked the night,

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 '''Defend Arbor vs Red Orks
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 In elder days when stars doth burn bright,
 And Warp's dark shadows cloaked the night,

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-The ship was mostly unadorned other than the massive blue lettering on its side denoting 'CB001', the lead ship of Patrol Fleet and better known to its crew as Economics In Action. The scanners trilled as another ship prowled up next to it and into a combat formation. A few more long-range probes and they'd be ready to push onwards and translate to Arkangel space to get their first proper scanner sweeps in preparation for the Star Father Reborn's assault on these pathetic heathens.
+The ship was mostly unadorned other than the massive blue lettering on its side denoting 'CB001', the lead ship of Patrol Fleet and better known to its crew as ''Economics In Action''. The scanners trilled as another ship prowled up next to it and into a combat formation. A few more long-range probes and they'd be ready to push onwards and translate to Arkangel space to get their first proper scanner sweeps in preparation for the Star Father Reborn's assault on these pathetic heathens.
-The smaller ship linked into the Economics' systems and filtered through its own tactical reports and combat probabilities. Blue lettering was etched down the spine of this ship marking it out as 'LCB002' though painted under it in an obvious mechanical, if lopsided, script were the words Stock Market Crash. This one looked more aggressive with all of its weapons mounted to the fore and fewer large scanner dishes, though instead it was packing xenotech phase-munitions to drive probes into armoured targets.
+The smaller ship linked into the ''Economics''' systems and filtered through its own tactical reports and combat probabilities. Blue lettering was etched down the spine of this ship marking it out as 'LCB002' though painted under it in an obvious mechanical, if lopsided, script were the words ''Stock Market Crash''. This one looked more aggressive with all of its weapons mounted to the fore and fewer large scanner dishes, though instead it was packing xenotech phase-munitions to drive probes into armoured targets.
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-The scanners aboard Vault Security, one of the escorts noted officially as FB003, was the first to identify Zoya's Triumph as the Star Galleon that had just soaked up their firepower with ease. Then lances flashed out from the Imperial's companion ship and punctured the void shields of Vault Security, sending its sensorium array haywire with loose arcs of energy as the beam weapons raked down its flank, ripping apart weapons and igniting magazines.
+The scanners aboard ''Vault Security'', one of the escorts noted officially as FB003, was the first to identify ''Zoya's Triumph'' as the Star Galleon that had just soaked up their firepower with ease. Then lances flashed out from the Imperial's companion ship and punctured the void shields of ''Vault Security'', sending its sensorium array haywire with loose arcs of energy as the beam weapons raked down its flank, ripping apart weapons and igniting magazines.
-Stock Market Crash and Economics In Action finally brought themselves to bear, withering firepower slamming into the shields of the second ship as the Triumph turned to engage them properly. One of the heavy augur-shells of the Crash made it through a weakened section of the shields and lodged deep into the hide of the second Imperial vessel at the same moment it was identified positively as The Frank Exchange of Views.
+''Stock Market Crash'' and ''Economics In Action'' finally brought themselves to bear, withering firepower slamming into the shields of the second ship as the ''Triumph'' turned to engage them properly. One of the heavy augur-shells of the Crash made it through a weakened section of the shields and lodged deep into the hide of the second Imperial vessel at the same moment it was identified positively as ''The Frank Exchange of Views''.
-Return fire flared across the shielding of the Dominion Light Cruiser as it powered forwards and Employee of the Month, another escort craft, threw itself in the way of a barrage of torpedoes from the Exchange, saving the larger vessel from a vicious fate even as its own heart was ripped out with the ensuing explosions.
+Return fire flared across the shielding of the Dominion Light Cruiser as it powered forwards and ''Employee of the Month'', another escort craft, threw itself in the way of a barrage of torpedoes from the ''Exchange'', saving the larger vessel from a vicious fate even as its own heart was ripped out with the ensuing explosions.
-The Triumph hammered at the shields of Economics In Action though its return fire was easily thwarted as the heavy Galleon turned to let undamaged shielding take the blows. Shells ripped open several of the subdecks on the former BMTF Cruiser and damaged some of the powerful sensorium equipment and that caused the Cruiser to bark out an order. The mission was more important than this fight, they'd already taken too much damage in the ambush, the information they could glean from Arkangel would be more valuable.
+The Triumph hammered at the shields of ''Economics In Action'' though its return fire was easily thwarted as the heavy Galleon turned to let undamaged shielding take the blows. Shells ripped open several of the subdecks on the former BMTF Cruiser and damaged some of the powerful sensorium equipment and that caused the Cruiser to bark out an order. The mission was more important than this fight, they'd already taken too much damage in the ambush, the information they could glean from Arkangel would be more valuable.
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-The moment they translated back into realspace their sensors were flashing warnings as there was a ship already waiting for them, turned so that its heavy broadsides were ready to fire. The Fist of Ichadon stood like a lone sentinel at the gates, armoured in spite and fury, issuing a greeting in the language it knew best: violence.
+The moment they translated back into realspace their sensors were flashing warnings as there was a ship already waiting for them, turned so that its heavy broadsides were ready to fire. ''The Fist of Ichadon'' stood like a lone sentinel at the gates, armoured in spite and fury, issuing a greeting in the language it knew best: violence.
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-Shields overcharged the two remaining escort vessels, Foot The Bill and Cheque Please, surged forwards, soaking as much firepower as they could to protect the larger ships, allowing them to get into optimal firing positions. A constant cannonade hammered into them, unrelenting, barrels on the Fist glowing red, magazines cycling and munition-serfs sweating, swearing, and dying in the dark to ensure the weapons continued firing.
+Shields overcharged the two remaining escort vessels, ''Foot The Bill'' and ''Cheque Please'', surged forwards, soaking as much firepower as they could to protect the larger ships, allowing them to get into optimal firing positions. A constant cannonade hammered into them, unrelenting, barrels on the Fist glowing red, magazines cycling and munition-serfs sweating, swearing, and dying in the dark to ensure the weapons continued firing.
-Cheque Please buckled first, its shields dissipating with a silent pop and its prow crunching inwards from the force of the shells, plasteel tearing and turning to molten gobbets that sprayed across the vastness of space. The ship folded nearly in half from the constant barrage and spun out of control, venting out gas and fluids that swiftly froze.
+''Cheque Please'' buckled first, its shields dissipating with a silent pop and its prow crunching inwards from the force of the shells, plasteel tearing and turning to molten gobbets that sprayed across the vastness of space. The ship folded nearly in half from the constant barrage and spun out of control, venting out gas and fluids that swiftly froze.
-However the two larger ships had gotten close enough to get firing solutions and lashed out with their own weapons, a laser show dancing over the Fist's own shields and heavy armour penetrating probe-rounds punched through to embed themselves in the Fist's armour even as it stood its ground, continuing to fire, any spare thruster power that could've been used had been funneled to the faltering shields.
+However the two larger ships had gotten close enough to get firing solutions and lashed out with their own weapons, a laser show dancing over the ''Fist's'' own shields and heavy armour penetrating probe-rounds punched through to embed themselves in the ''Fist's'' armour even as it stood its ground, continuing to fire, any spare thruster power that could've been used had been funneled to the faltering shields.
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-The Fist of Ichadon wasn't alone.
+''The Fist of Ichadon'' wasn't alone.
-Erupting forth from a perfectly aimed warp translation came The Conception of Hope in its full war raiment, shields alight and weapons already picking their targets.
+Erupting forth from a perfectly aimed warp translation came ''The Conception of Hope'' in its full war raiment, shields alight and weapons already picking their targets.
-Stock Market Crash's sensorium had barely picked up on the second Imperial warship before its defenses were torn through and the ship was snapped in half at the spine by the vicing jaws of the fiercest soldiers of the Emperor. The Conception blitzed through the expanding cloud of what was left of the Crash, lashing out with further shells to annihilate even the remnants before it turned its attention to Economics In Action.
+''Stock Market Crash's'' sensorium had barely picked up on the second Imperial warship before its defenses were torn through and the ship was snapped in half at the spine by the vicing jaws of the fiercest soldiers of the Emperor. The ''Conception'' blitzed through the expanding cloud of what was left of the ''Crash'', lashing out with further shells to annihilate even the remnants before it turned its attention to ''Economics In Action''.
-Facing off against two ships now, the last dregs of Patrol Fleet fought valiantly but they knew it wasn't going to be enough. The Fist's overpowering rain of shells never ceased and The Conception of Hope tore open any vulnerability it could find, it exploited every gap made in the guard, wherever the shields went down or armour plating was stripped away The Conception was there, already carving into the ruined hide of the Dominion Cruiser.
+Facing off against two ships now, the last dregs of Patrol Fleet fought valiantly but they knew it wasn't going to be enough. ''The Fist's'' overpowering rain of shells never ceased and The Conception of Hope tore open any vulnerability it could find, it exploited every gap made in the guard, wherever the shields went down or armour plating was stripped away ''The Conception'' was there, already carving into the ruined hide of the Dominion Cruiser.
-The power went first and Economics In Action fell silent, other than its life support, all systems shut down. Foot The Bill had been mauled and now listed aimlessly, its command bridge torn out.
+The power went first and ''Economics In Action'' fell silent, other than its life support, all systems shut down. ''Foot The Bill'' had been mauled and now listed aimlessly, its command bridge torn out.
-The two Imperial vessels approached the remains of Economics In Action, dead in the water, and after a few moments of deliberation sent in voidsmen and gangers. Everything of use would be stripped out of the ship and put to work against the False Father.
+The two Imperial vessels approached the remains of ''Economics In Actio''n, dead in the water, and after a few moments of deliberation sent in voidsmen and gangers. Everything of use would be stripped out of the ship and put to work against the False Father.

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 == Götterdämmerung ==
 '''
-Battle with Patrol Fleet'''
+'''Battle with Patrol Fleet'''
 Against the backdrop of a murky void, now a staging ground, a heavily modified cruiser waited. Its shields were powered and heavy scanner arrays built into its dorsal mountings beeped and whirried, clawing information out of the emptiness of space and feeding it into kilometres of wires and cogitator banks which fed directly into Tactica Simulators and Precognitive Warfare Engines that had been created out of archeotech and xenotech components.

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	'''Support Font Rebels'''		'''Support Font Rebels'''
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	The arched marble vaults and exquisite artistry of the Basilica to the Star father on Aqua Aeternus had been taken over by the needs of the “Great Crusade” called by the Star Father Reborn, Adamska. Once sacrosanct spaces reserved for ancient artifacts, frescoes and statuary were turned into vast command centres. These echoing places of faith had become hives to cables, cogitators, files, charts, vox controllers, officers and their retinues, hosts of scribes, adjutants, attendants, and menials. This space, once a holy site, reserved for the nobility and priesthood of The Font now ran with rich and poor alike, more than this, it now buzzed with the activity of the Star Fathers allies. T’au Gueva soldiery, Kroot mercenaries, and Fire Caste warriors shared space with Drukahri Wyches, and Heretical pirates. Adamska had united the Sector in his own way.		The arched marble vaults and exquisite artistry of the Basilica to the Star father on Aqua Aeternus had been taken over by the needs of the “Great Crusade” called by the Star Father Reborn, Adamska. Once sacrosanct spaces reserved for ancient artifacts, frescoes and statuary were turned into vast command centres. These echoing places of faith had become hives to cables, cogitators, files, charts, vox controllers, officers and their retinues, hosts of scribes, adjutants, attendants, and menials. This space, once a holy site, reserved for the nobility and priesthood of The Font now ran with rich and poor alike, more than this, it now buzzed with the activity of the Star Fathers allies. T’au Gueva soldiery, Kroot mercenaries, and Fire Caste warriors shared space with Drukahri Wyches, and Heretical pirates. Adamska had united the Sector in his own way.