Intel Data Files
The Master of the Administratum reports that an Imperial Tax Collector was dispatched to Salem to inquire about nonpayment of tithes. Salem has not missed a payment.
The Inquisitorial Representative has passed on that Inquisitor Jeager last made contact from the Salem Area.
The Master of the Astronomican has reported a weakening signal from the eastern fringe.
The Master of the Adeptus Astra Telepathica reports that a spacecraft has gone missing in the Salem System. They did not include any specifics about the craft or why we should address this as a concern.
The Scion of Honor plows through the perils of the warp without flinching. Enemies of all, too dark and sinister to be known, attempted to breech the hulls but they were turned away by the Litanies of protection and the age old practices that were being carried out in the various chambers of the ship. Thus continued the voyage until at last, the destination had been reached, the Scion of Honor tore through the immaterial of the void to return to the relative safety of space.
The unnatural feeling of the void has ended but for a moment as chaos seems to immediately reign supreme. The bridge becomes a maelstrom of activity as systems begin to fail across the room. Data and commands are flying from both man and machine as systems turn into smoking and sparking mini funeral pyres. Several servitors plugged into various instruments spasm as things continue to go awry. Within moments the bridge is filled with the smell of burning wires and flesh. A semi toxic smoke appears to be fog like as it is awash with the auxiliary lighting that has kicked in to replace the darkness. “Status Report all stations!” Captain Sicarius remains calm but knows something is amiss.
It would appear all ship systems are in a state of decay. Techs are trying diligently to keep the eyes and ears of the strike cruiser functioning but too many failures are ship wide and the crew just can not keep up with the technological distress of the entire craft.