The Seraphim watches as the Ork Warboss starts shooting green lightning about and then another Ork manifests and gets choke slammed by Gulgrim.  The Seraphs around the room look between the scene and their leader with a mixture of confusion and concern, a few reaching towards their weapons before Jharm gives a slight shake of his head.  Turning to Soul Reaver he nods.

"Unfortunately as you can see as was the case with Gulgrim, those crystals have far reaching effect, and the closer we get the stronger the effect.  Best option would be having Vee land us a few miles outside of the city and some of my people and myself can provide assistance to temporarily pierce the barrier."

Turning back to the table he gestures a short distance away from the first fort.

"At present this is the rough position of the front lines.  Your people will have little trouble in spotting it Gulgrim, especially from their ships.  As for us, there is a large enough platform just down the hall that Vee can land her vessel on and we can depart from there, stop off to summon in your forces Soul, and then make for the front lines and the fort while my people and Gulgrims Orks can push forward."

Once everyone is prepared he leads them out of the room.  Two armored Seraphs stand at attention outside the door and salute the Seraphim as he passes, their gaze following each of the Companions as they pass.  Further down the hallway Jharm walks through a set of double doors that lead out onto a large square platform, giving the Companions a clear view of the city.  Sunlight shimmers off pure white walls seemingly made of some sort of stone, tall spires reaching up high into the heavens.  Should anyone approach the far edge they would see what looks like a large circular pool that seems to be filled with what could loosely be described as bright glowing water, massive power radiating from the pool.  As Vee arrives on the platform her eyes seem to glow slightly for a moment as she seems to tap at the air in front of her before her eyes return to normal.  A few moments later the roar of twin engines can be heard from above as a ship descends and settles onto the platform, a ramp lowering from the belly of the vessel.  She looks to the Companions and gestures at the ship.

"I present the Aisgeim, she was once one of the crowning achievements for my people."

Without waiting further, she makes for the ramp and heads up inside.  Upon entering the Companions see a large cargo hold, stairs leading up to parts of the ship.

"The bridge is up this way, follow me, mind your heads and shoulders though, she naturally wasn't designed for some larger figures present."

She chuckles and heads up the one set of stairs, taking a final puff of her cigarette and letting it drop to the floor.  Passing various doors she eventually passes through one at the end of a hallway as they reach the bridge.  The viewport giving another impressive view of the city.  Numerous screens and consoles are situated on the walls aroudn the room, with two large consoles set up so those seated at them are facing out the viewport, clearly pilot stations.  Slipping into one the chairs a soft hum can be heard from speakers somewhere in the room

"Welcome back my....Vee.  The Aisgeim is fully prepared to depart, the crystal is at full charge and wards are in place.  New occupants have been added to approved passanger list."

Vee seems to ever so briefly glance up towards the ceiling before she gestures as some of the chairs situated around the room in front of other consoles, their size clearly intended for a more regular sized humanoid shape.

"Feel free to have a seat, though I believe some may be a bit out of luck.  Should you wish to stand, there are some hand holds in the ceiling you can make use of if and when things get bumpy."

Once she is certain all the Companions are on board and situated she starts to press some buttons and flips a few switches.

"Entry ramp retracted and cargo bay sealed."

The slightly muffled roar of the twin engines spinning up can be heard before a moment later the Aisgeim starts to ascend and spins around before the engines roar loudly and the ship takes off, the Seraph city turning to a blur beneath it.  A few minutes later the Aisgeim starts to slow and descend before it lands.  Jharm gestures out the viewport.

"This is as close as we can get and still have a reasonable chance to manifest that portal you will need Soul Reaver.  Lower the ramp Vee, this shouldn't take long I hope."

He heads back downstairs and down the ramp.  Those who follow will see land of mixtures white rocks and dirt and golden grass, a forest nearby of thick white trees with golden leaves.  A group of Seraphs approach, their attire similar to the ones who assisted Gulgrim with bringing his forces in.  He gestures at them as he looks at Soul Reaver. 

"Here they are, we are ready when you are Soul."

A crack of Green lightning blasts its way from Gulgrim's outstretched arm and Copper rod, vanishing through any material in its way as it shoots into the sky. A moment later, nothing much appeared to have changed, with the majority of the ships conjured existing too far away from the ground to be easily visible. Another moment later, and the sound of jet engines burning through the sky could be heard as the ramshackle shape of a massive Blitza-Bomma began to descend. As it circled overhead, a second Jet sound could be heard, growing louder as if careening directly towards the companions.

"Zoggin' idiot's gonna run 'imself inta da roof." Gulgrim muttered to himself, pointing his Copper rod toward the noise and unleashing another bolt of green lightning. A moment later, a flash blinks out as an Ork with a rokkit pack strapped to his back appeared through the roof, still keeping his crashing momentum as he sped toward the ground. In a smooth movement, the copper rod retreated into Gulgrim's Cybork arm and the same arm swept up, grasping the descending Ork by the throat. The Stormboy's pack guttered and faltered as it tried to fight against the Avatar of Gork and Mork's iron grip, and the Ork in question gagged as his windwipe was compressed by unfeeling metal fingers. Slamming the Ork into the ground with a bellow of "Report ya Zogwit!" the rokkit pack finally cut out, the planted Ork coughing and sputtering as his neck is released, but a moment later, still supine on the ground, he brought a hand up to his head in a sketchy salute.

"Stormboy Naff Gitkrumpa reportin' sir!" The Stormboy spat out a toof, catching it in his free hand as it fell, and scrambled his way to his feet. "WAAAGH!!! Gulgrim's Battlefleet Goff-ic arrived like you wanted. All ships operashunal, we'z ready fer da fight!"

The Warboss crossed his arms and looked over his shoulder at the rest of the Companions. "Well, me boyz are prepped fer combat. Not dat dat's 'ard, considerin' we'z Orkz. Show me da battle-lines, an' I'll get 'em deployed."

Can you confirm if Soul Reaver would be able to sense or otherwise detect if he's about to enter the effective 'warp-gate blocking' range of one of the crystals?
If not, Jharm will likely need to let him know before he hits it.

Given his travels and experience he would likely sense that something is amiss upon reaching the area

Can you confirm if Soul Reaver would be able to sense or otherwise detect if he's about to enter the effective 'warp-gate blocking' range of one of the crystals?
If not, Jharm will likely need to let him know before he hits it.

Once more the Seraphims gaze shifts between each Companion as they respond in turn, with Gulgrim being the final one, the Ork wasting no time as he appears to begin summoning in his forces.  Gazing over at the Seraphs around the room he nods and gestures toward Gulgrim with his hand as he turns his attention back to the others.  The Seraphs close their eyes and begin to focus, each glowing softly as they extend a hand towards the Warboss, aiding him in his efforts.

"While I am loathe to rely on even darker forces for assistance, my previous decisions have left little alternative.  You can bring some of them in Lord Reaver."

He turns to Phaerys.

"The Shaitan are similar to my people, in a way.  While my people are composed of Light and wield it effortlessly, the Shaitan are composed of Darkness and wield it as such.  Some of their number, especially the leaders, are capable of unleashing horrible attack composing of poisonous blasts.  As for weaknesses well, in truth I could not really say.  My people do not wield fire, or lightning or anything such as that and so up til now there has been no way to know.  That said I have little doubt that any sort of shadow, or darkness offense and perhaps poisonous will have little effect on them.  As for your offer of building fortifications, that will be appreciated and will likely be useful once we take each of the forts to help in protecting it afterwards."

His gaze then shifts over to Kitharsis.

"As for environment, the best description I feel I could give is "wasteland".  An eternity of war has taken its toll on the land between where each side dwells. Then to answer your question of "when" well, as soon as Gulgrim and Soul are finished bringing in their forces, and if no one has any other questions, then I would say immediately after that.  While my people are holding the line so far, every moment we waste means more time for Darkness himself to grow in power and should he fully return the fight will be even more dire."