Macharius sighed contentedly as Port Davis came into view. Ahh, it's nice to be home. Rather fewer daemons and serial-killing noblewomen, what? He eyes the Terminus with pride. What a beauty! She'll be meting out the Emperor's judgment soon enough.

He laughs when Jonell voxes over. Jonell, old sport! Seems you could do with some new paint, hoho! We shall of course be by. The man's a true artist. Perhaps the reavers merely wanted a proper seared foie gras, hoho!