As directred, the Schiller and the Einbeck made way the day before outside the Tokelau cloud to oversee the operations of the so-called 'Seward Base'. Accompanied by a score of Scorpions and a Gallic associate, all went well up to and even including the boarding operations; it was only afterwards when things took a turn.

A scout fighter of the Liberty Navy passed right by Our ships, most likely obtaining scans in the process. For now it is of little concern, as None will believe their word so far out. However, this will not excuse future mistakes and as such We bring new orders to supplement those from before; Do not venture close to 'Seward Station' at any point; do not give chase there; do not be seen undocking from it.

The Enlightened Ones aboard know what Their task is. We must now know Ours.

It appears that We are not the only Ones looking for answers -- or fiddling with dilemmas. Shozak The Survivor, Harbinger, Ashura's Light, Verhungern, Adimari... So much knowledge in one place, yet there was also darkness. The Direktor, Viper, was present. We reach out to Say'tar, by Human songs known as von Strauss. Know that Rheinland is watching ever-closer now and the Direktor herself has seen firsthand Our apparent disunity.

Where the Mainshare and Lostshare disagree, We come in to fill the 'gap'. Be alert. Be vigilant. Be ever-present. Omega-58 shall soon reopen, but These times call for caution as do They call for action. Do not reveal 'Stulingen' yet, but prepare for one such occasion should need arise. Know also that Shozak has sent Adimari of the Infiltrators as a messenger to the Lostshare, to Harbinger, to bring word of recent developments. He is accompanied by Verhungern, by Human songs known as Frieda Voigt; Sing to Her of any questions You may have and She shall answer in full.

The Wild Hunt shall learn and observe, for now.

Dellingr reaches out to The Wild Hunt.

Over the past week, We have worked to gather information from the Orex Industries; They have proven to be a valuable bunch so far. Our watchful eye will remain ever-present in Omicron Delta as the system turns to house a greater number of Husks.

The hard part in Omicron Delta is over. For now, at least, We can rest assured knowing whatever remnants of the three Lab Reactor bases remain have been quarantined or have suffered significant damage. We also know well now that the others have submitted, for better or worse, to our demands. This moves us into a new phase; one centered not only brutality, but tactfulness. Use these bases, by songs Tokelau, Athens and Junktion, to attract commerce ships and pirate them. Gold, iridium, basic supplies, alloys, whatever We can get, We will put to use. Until Omega-58 opens in full, this shall be Our focus in the Omicrons. Beside this, remain watchful but pay also attention to these next words.

Gallia's seas now house a revived movement, under the control of the Vagrant Lostshare and one focused entirely around stealth. We shall let them do Their bidding and They shall tell Us of the workings of Gallia and of The Order's in that distant region; They work under the 'Huguenot' callsigns. Pay attention, still, to movements to Gallia from Rheinland as We may yet catch valuable targets in those voids.

The Wild Hunt reaches out, yearning for revenge, but calling also for wisdom and patience. The clock has struck. The bells have rung. The war drums have sounded. Indeed, all this wait has shown that the suspicions were correct. Striking from Weimar, hidden deep inside the voids of Thuringia, was a weapon unseen and unsong of before. So powerful was this weapon, in fact, that not even the combined might of all Our largest shells yet could stop its march. At the behest of the Military and Intelligece, the husk by songs known as Kolleda moved forth against Our Kin of Valhalla.

This alien machine of war, in unison with the vast armada surrounding it, routed Our vanguard; the Schiller and the Einbeck, both, at once. So close was this call that We shall now request their immediate return into the depths of the Omegas, waiting for the berths at Kaarst to be freed up yet again. For both, this encounter will be the last for the following months; it is only sheer luck that saved Them, not strategy, nor Our prowess at causing chaos. Laying aboard Kaarst remains a Power Cell, which We shall use as described to Us and as planned out by The Einbeck: its power shall be redirected towards the reactors of cruiser and the battleship alike. How These will react is a matter for another chapter in Our Wild Hunt, but We shall figure that, too.

We reach out again.

Luck did not save everything -- or everyone. Valhalla, Our base within the Rheinland Seas, has fallen. The pulse sent by the firing of the Kolleda's main hardpoint, by a weapon We shall christen as Gungnir, by nature similar to the weapon of Odin, an Earthly God, has yet to engulf Thuringia whole, although it has destroyed Valhalla in full well by now. There, The Wild Hunt no longer possesses any defenders, nor any reasons to attempt any move to salvage the precarious situation. It is a most saddening course of events, but still one from which We shall learn.

As neither Einbeck nor Schiller remain around Our Seas, for the present, there shall be no more endeavors within Omicron Delta. Instead, We shall center Our efforts on assisting Kin of the Mainshare; Shozak has reborn into the Merciful and seeks ever-greater goals of relocating Omicron Iota's voidforms into Zeta and beyond. Conserve energy where and when possible, yet strike with ferocity and without mercy both in support of Shozak's finest, yet also against the oh-so-many lurkers in Delta.

[The collective shifts. It turns silent. Never before since the failure of the Alien Gate in Omega-58, decades prior, had The Wild Hunt suffered such a catastrophic defeat at such close a time to achieving its goals. Never before had The Wild Hunt been faced with such dwindling hope, with such a paradox. Truly, Pandora's Box was opened, its "prize" ready to be collected by Enlightened or otherwise. But there was still a looming light on the horizon, a flicker of a new future. Above this metaphorical horizon, however, laid the crest of Rheinland -- of True Rheinland -- carried proudly by the hull of one veteran vessel of the Nomad War: The Fenrir. There was, indeed, still time to prove their determination and tenacity.]

A month cycle has passed since We have toned down our operations, awaiting Our Brethren's return from Omega-58. In this time, We have worked to finish the projects of the RNC Einbeck and the RNC Schiller both, prototyping a new generation of hybrid designs that not only combine the knowledge and achievements of the Enlightened and Humanity, but also the very flesh and minds of those that labored towards their fulfilment, yet also of those unfortunate enough to stand in Our way. Those aboard Kaarst have already begun providing Altair and Lichtenfelde with valuable information gained from their experiments during the ten year long exile.

Where Our understanding has lead Us this far, it is aboard Kaarst that the 'finishing touches' shall take place; already, the Enlightened aboard Kaarst have proven their mettle in adapting designs for the RNC Fenrir testbed and have used it to grand success against Rheinland installations in the Thuringia system. We shall do much the same for the RNC Schiller, but still words mean nothing without action.

The few, last preparations are being made for a departure of the Bismarck towards Omega-58. We call upon all Enlightened to assist in this journey, for it too shall help Our cause as much as the reopening of Omega-58 has.

Heed Our message, Hunters. A new opportunity is at hand for Us.

At the core of Gotha - now but a smoldering rock of what it was, - lies a Tear in the Voidstream. Traverse it, and you shall find yourselves at The Crossroads. Long have we anticipated the opportunity to Learn and Understand the intrinsics of this place, yet it is not the voids to which the Crossroads lead that shall be the objects of your attention. It is the Mechanism that paves way to those places that you will Learn and Understand.

An insight greater than the perception of the Meat Puppets is necessary for such a task. Expose The Light Within, witness the tapestry of The Crossroads. Unify the sensations in one conclusive verdict. Dispense your discoveries into the Rivernode.

The Crossroads will be Mastered.

Song reaches Our ear, from that of the Light which guides Us. Song of an “Operation” of which Lightless seek to act. Such song calls to Us for interception of Their “Liberation” to seek a new path for that which was once captive. Spread Our gift among them, so that They may subvert more to Our cause.

Our intents within the Omicron seas remains unchanged, yet They who operate closer to the shadows, among those that fear Us, shall find greater need to pursue such shells that contain these captives. The Wild Hunt shall serve these shells also a greater purpose. Seek them out, purge that which resists Our goals, disperse Their captives bearing the gift of Our Light.