A gift

[Zero]

A world of interest. The moment it had popped up on their radar it was designated a world of interest by the black guard. As such a squad would normally be deployed, but since they had a lot more than a squad that wanted something to do an entire ship was deployed. Specifically the Iron Fist was the one chosen for such an assignment. Arriving near the planet, but out of range of any defenses the planet would have two sets of transmissions were sent to the planet below. One was through technological means, the other through magical means.

This is the Iron Fist. Do we have permission to send a rep down to talk to your leader?

[Shanghai]

Miles below, the communications operatives received the message, and passed it along to their superiors. In a few short minutes, they were sent back a neatly written note, reading:

Anyone too arrogant to make an appointment with Her Highness is either another windbag waste of our time, or a badly disguised assassination attempt. Shoot the bastards down.
-Master Eudy

A few moments later, the communications equipment buzzed to life, as the following transmission was sent:
"This is Mistralian Relay four-five-seven-two. You have been marked as an unidentified entity, and, as such, have been treated as a potential threat. Attempting to maneuver closer to the surface will result in us opening fire. We suggest that you make an appointment through official channels, and we wish you the best. Good day."

[Zero]

At that the ship withdrew. Today the Black Guard would not try to gain these people as an ally, the Iron Fist order warped away from the area so it would be safe. After all, things needed to be done elsewhere and this ship would be needed as the leader.