[i]"Most of them lies, I know how you inquisitors do business. I'll put my trust in the Son of the Emperor over the man who lies for a living."[/i] She looks at the Primarch. [i]"Lord Guilliman, I am but a humble woman of the Imperium. I simply ask, as a concerned leader of men, where are we?"[/i] Guilliman, who had been smiling interiorly at the somewhat ridiculous situation, spoke. [b][u]"Your mistrust is understood. In our predicament, it would be better to be honest with each and every one of us, especially if we wish to escape this place alive. Isn't that right, Ling? Anyhow, to answer your question, madam..?"[/u][/b] The Tempestor Prime stood at attention, saluting. [i]"Tempestor Prime Eleanor Lancaster, Lord-General of the 7th Baltic Manticores, My Lord!"[/i] [b][u]"Thank you. To answer your inquiry, we are aboard a vessel that I suspect belongs to the forces of Chaos. While the Inquisitor speaks the truth about his ignorance of what brought us here, I have a hypothesis of who may have orchestrated such a foul plot..."[/u][/b]