Commander Uriah strode up the landing ramp of the Thunderhawk gunship bound for The Emerald Tide's strike cruiser, The Poseidon. His Thunderhawk was one of 30 taking off from the successful mission. The Chaos infested planet of Dirgira was cleansed and while there was little chance of the planet's redemption from it fall into the warp tainted evil that the Daemons took it to.
"Commander Uriah? Were their Daemons on that planet?" asked Jorlan, a young but proven Space Marine Corpral,
"I don't know Corpral, I think we were free from the blighted warp for this mission..." the commander responded.
"If there were daemons, this mission would have been far from over." Captian Havius chimed in. Havius was a seasoned warrior proven by the 3 gold studs above his brow. The men were no longer uneasy, as the Horus Heresy had shown...any Space Marine Chapter could succumb to Chaos, even the Death Guard the Tide had clashed with on Dirgira.
Uriah walked into the command deck of The Poseidon with pride. The murals on the ceiling of the cathedral like dome of the deck depicted The Emerald Tide's chapter symbol, an inverted Trident enveloped in sea foam green waves. Uriah's forest green power armour was replaced with a black tunic but the long black dress cloak was still in place by a golden trident shaped brooch.
"Patch into the Imperial vox network." Uriah said to the voice sync platform. Lobotomised Serveyors fullfilling his wish. A hiss of static filled the loud speakers...proving something had gone horribly wrong. A soulless chorus of screams filled the previously empty hiss of the loud speekers...