Greetings, Guardsmen! 

If you are reading this, congratulations on both your ability to read and continued survival! Intelligence* has recently reached high command of the Grendish 82nd – your brave, valorous regiment of warriors – and your efforts in securing a Blackstone Fortress.

Our cunning spies inform us that you have managed to take a Chaos Lord into custody, carefully lure out a rare and fascinating Ambull Specimen, AND defend the innards of this priceless relic from freebooters, mutants, xenos specimens, and even – it is rumoured – an Abominable Intelligence. Congratulations – would that all soldiers were as loyal as you!

We have, however, heard some concerning rumours that, if unaddressed by our guidance presented here, will be addressed by the extra-large cache of helmet-piercing bolt rounds we have provided your Commissar with. We have heard troubling reports that you are fighting alongside an unknown and unsanctioned xenos species. We know that for provincial regiments such as yours, identification of friend and foe can require a level of cultural nuance you are as-of-yet unblessed with, so we would like to clarify – these so-called “guardian drones”…

…are as much your enemy as any of the other vile residents of the Blackstone Fortress. We recommend continuing your alliance under false pretenses before you have an opportunity to deliver a final, lethal betrayal.

Otherwise, keep up the good work, Guardsmen!

++ Thought for the Day: Against the Alien and the Traitor there is no fair way to fight. ++


* Thank you again to the brave Tempestus Scions of the Alphic Hydras for your excellent work keeping us informed on the goings on at the front line.