"When do we start?" One of the Ascendants chimed in.

"Right now, this here is your transport."

The other Ascendant raised his hand, "Are we to assume a masked presence? Any sort of stealth? I mean, if we're expected to have any interaction with the people of South Haven, wouldn't it be easier for them to tell the truth of we didn't sell our selves off as heroes from the Consortium, sir?" 

"An Ascendant with a tactical mind? Why didn't I snatch you up? Your mission is to gather information, but also to repel a threat if you judge it to be within your squad's power. Your MO is your own choice, just don't cripple yourselves with your stealth. And I do expect a full report including methods and results." 

The last question was from a Monk, who raised her hand and asked how long the mission would be. 

"As long as it takes. Why, do you have a date coming up? Your transport is equipped with emergency survival gear and supplies for two months. At the end of that time, should you not have returned, we'll send a second party to investigate and lend assistance if need be." 

"Now, you may notice you're one Knight short. We have a pair of boots on the ground in the area already. Aurelia Oldin, Arkos, you might remember her from training. She's fallen below comm range, but we're relatively certain she's still alive and in the area. When you come within twenty miles of South Haven, you are to start hailing for her, pick up on her position, and brief her on the mission. I do hope everyone is understood. Get aboard, and get to it." 

Vull walked toward the elevator without another word, leaving the young Heroes alone with their transport.