Taken from the private logs of Canoness Clara Amparion of the St. Marika Monastery

By the grace of the Divine Emperor, our noble sanctuary has been saved! Through our devotion, my Sisters and I drove back the foul Governor's dupes and held the tide long enough for reinforcement to arrive. I believe that the Emperor Himself intervened on our behalf upon this day, for it was his very own Angels of Death that came to us, dropping beside our humble chapel in drop pods and falling onto our enemies on wings of light.

The Chapter that has been sent to our world are called the Oathkeepers and theirs is a distinguished history, fighting against both Tyranid and Necron abominations on our frontier. Their peculiar name stems from a great battle wherein two seperate Chapters suffered heavy casualties fighting back a Tyranid swarm and then joined together as one in the aftermath, swearing an oath to honour their fallen comrades by bringing the light of the Emperor to the furthest corners of the galaxy.

When the battle was done their Company Commander, Isaiah Aetos, made obeisance at our chapel, entering its holy walls with helmet in hand and head held low. He is a tall man, standing a head above most of his Brothers. I wondered, looking at his great form, if perhaps I were gazing at a reflection of the Emperor Himself. The Brother-Captain prayed in front of our altars for some forty minutes, consecrating his blade with holy water and kissing the sacred ring that the foul Governor had tried to claim.

I offered the Marines lodging and a feast in their honour, however they are tireless in the service of the Emperor. "The Chapter and I appreciate the gratitude," Isaiah said to me, "But time is on the side of Chaos. Your sisters would be welcome to join us when we toast the Emperor in the Governor's halls however. For that victory will be yours as much as anyone." I intend to take him up on his offer.

For now, there are many wounded to treat. The Chief Librarian has already sent three of the Chapter Apothecaries to help tend the sick, along with a Tech Priest to begin repairs to the Chapel's structure, who I must now meet. I praise the Emperor again and again for delivering us from heresy. May his guiding light bring swift victory to his Marines. Amen.

The following is a transcript taken from the records kept by Yaz, Chapter Librarian Octavius' familiar.

Octavius: "We have much to be thankful for here. The prisoners we have taken claim that the Governor was quite keen on stealing the Emperor's ring. Might I recommend having it moved to the Pride of Terra?"

Isaiah: "The Sisters here did not hold against Chaos for so long only to have the Emperor's treasure taken from them. I would not wish to squander the Canoness' good will."

Octavius: "Wise. I am certain Varnus would agree. One further matter... my brother Alastor has finally arrived in system and is requesting an audience. Are you available?"

Isaiah: "Certainly."

[a moment or two of non-discussion was noted here by the Familiar. The Inquisitor enters, most likely summoned inside by Octavius through telepathy]

Isaiah: "Inquisitor Drakonis, it has been too long."

Alastor Drakonis: "Thank you, Captain. I am pleased to see that your Chapter is making such great progress on this world. But I am afraid great trials lie ahead. The monstrosities that the Governor has at his command are not to be underestimated. I have a trump card, but I need time. I ask that you hold off any greater offensive action for now."

Isaiah: "Time is of the essence, Inquisitor. Julian is currently captivated by his quarrel with the Ork, but once he realizes the danger that we represent to him, he will turn his forces on us. The consequences of a delay may be enormous."

Alastor: "But surely you recognize the threat of a trap. I remind you that we still know next to nothing about the Legion of Chaos that is pulling Julian's strings. Plunging headlong into his grasp may doom your men and this entire world."

Isaiah: "And should we wait for whatever reinforcements you might have, the designs of Chaos may come to fruition. Our Chapter will press on."

Alastor: "I have the utmost respect for the abilities of the Oathkeepers, Captain, but this is a task for the Inquisition. I do not wish to see the blood of the Emperor's finest spilled needlessly."

Isaiah: "And I assure you, Inquisitor, you will see no such thing."

Octavius: "I am inclined to side with my Captain here, Alastor, but we can at least take the extra time to bring up more resources from Fortress Loyalty. But wait, where is Varnus? He should be part of this discussion."

Isaiah: "His column was due here twenty minutes ago. Has he not yet arrived?"

Octavius: "I cannot sense his presence near the Chapel. Yaz, can you find out if he has he arrived yet?" [a pause, supposedly as the Familiar goes to do what is asked of him] "Hm, he has not. In fact, our scouts report seeing no sign of him in the immediate vicinity. Brother Teris has already taken the liberty of dispatching a Land Speeder squadron to investigate. "

Alastor: "Perhaps he was delayed? I believe the weather is quite harsh in these mountains. A twenty minute delay is no large matter."

Octavius: "It is not in the nature of our Chaplain to be tardy, Alastor."

Isaiah: "No... it is not."