Journal Entry 002

While in transit to the Expanse, the Captain has decided most of the command staff will venture into a little used section of the ship called “The Oubliette”. We took a squad of armsmen to the gate and left them with orders to shoot anything that tried to get into or out of The Oubliette. What is in there?
We have breached the outer most door. It appears largely empty. There are strange rooms and dust. Several small constructs made of servitor bits and ends of metal have appeared and been promptly blown to shreds. Deep within we came across an old woman and a strange servitor. She is an elder of the Captain’s family and the servitor her butler. The Captain and her spoke mostly in riddles and innuendo about many things, while the enginseer was nearly drooling over the technology that they possessed.
On the way out we tried one of the unopened doors and discovered something that I have seen before. We found a Daemonhost imprisoned behind layer after layer of wards and chains. I have permanently sealed the door and bolted plates over the door. I have also voiced my opinion purely based on that one discovery, that we burn out the Oubliette and shoot it into a black hole. I have been overruled. Thus I will have to keep a close eye on the Oubliette and wait until I can destroy it’s inhabitants.
While returning to the bridge, we checked the “Ork traps”. Apparently some had made their way onto the ship in an earlier skirmish. The trap contained two Orks, the captain came upon a plan to subdue them and begin training them as shock troopers, surely a heresy for anyone but a Rogue Trader. Being the only one able to take an Ork I am to accomplish this task. I am uneasy about my new troops, but better their deaths than good men.

Journal Entry 002

Rogue Trader Asorrells lordclyde