The SCPF detects a huge spike in reality distortion; for a moment, its origin is unknown. Then, two Wardian battleships exit warp beside the SCPF, the battleships' guns turning towards the large ship at the center. The radio crackles to life: Through static words can be made out, "Halt, you're far enough inward." "We demand you state your purpose for being close to High Elf territory." After a brief pause, they say over the radio, "Bloody humans, you never leave us alone! State your purpose for being here." On the High Elf battleship, workers are working tirelessly to analyze the large ship, looking for weaknesses. They check their databases but find no ship classes even close to this fleet. It doesn't take long for them to realize they're travelers; the battleships shift a little further away from the large center ship than before. The workers continue to inspect the ships, and they find that the ships are blemishless and pristine; they shine. The ships seem to be perfectly identical, down to the millimeters. Utter perfection of the manufacturers.
