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The cultists boarded a small supply cargo ship, repurpossed to be used as a dropship. They quickly boarded the shuttle, everyone of them put on the their rebreathers as standard protocol for trips to the moon.

"Alright boys we drop in ten,"exclaimed Splinter, "Check your weapons, and make sure your oxygen tanks are goog to go. After a few minutes they were approaching the surface of the crater ridden planetoid, "ETA TO DROP ZONE 30 SECONDS," the pilot spoke over the intercomm.

"What exactly does he us to do down there in that pit anyways?" Flint asked.

"Oh the usual," Splinter responded,"Silken codexes, Marrow dust, you know."

"When are we going to get some real action," Lucky interupted, "All he has us do is run around on errands for what?"

"Lucky you're full of talk why don't you tell him this yourself?" Lucky backed down to terrified to even consider challenging the dark one.

"ETA 10 SECONDS," the pilot spoke again.

It wasn't long before the dropship soon touched down on the rigid surface of the moon, the cultists piled out of the craft quickly eager for a fight. The fanastics then made they way towards what was known as the hellmouth.