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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/19/2017 11:36:38 AM
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[i]...Well, Hallwinter certainly identified someone that found the signal, in the mountain ranges of Tatakai to be exact.[/i]
"...Oi. Wha's dis?" [i]The grunting of a deep Сockney accent spoke up, the one speaking being a greenskin - an Ork Mekboy, tinkering about with his jangled mess of a communication system. In the background, a few other Orks 'n Boyz had taken to watching, though their boss was nowhere to be found.[/i]
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The man on the comms looked to his superior officer, who cancelled the communique immediately. Though few of them had actually encountered an Ork before, the information previously gathered by the Genesis Python had been very clear: Orks were bad news. Currently, they didn't have the manpower to fight off a horde of Orks, so the best strategy was to scramble comms and track the origin of their signal.
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[i]The reaction of the scrambled comms was vicious, albeit the Orks could locate the signal that they had received, even as they would be tracked themselves. The signal originated from a secluded mountain, one of many mountains that coursed through the range. It was a considerable distance from the Dojo, albeit about the same distance away from the massacre at the small village. The safest course, if they would target the Orks with a surprise assault, would to clear the mountains entirely, if they could.[/i]
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For now, the safest option was to fortify their firebase. They didn't have the manpower to contend with the Galactic Empire [i]and[/i] the Orks until they had established some form of mechanical superiority planetside. They internalized the origin of the signal, and left the Orks to their own devices for the time being.
