#1: TLALOC IN THE TUNDRA! The craft had lifted off mere hours ago, at approximately 4:15AM Eastern standard time, and was now approaching the pale landscapes of the antarctic. The Cheran V-3 was a spectacle to the eye of an observer. A supersonic jet airplane, easily capable of clearing New York to London in roughly two hours. But what was so precious that it had to be delivered to such a desolate part of this world?... - The craft made its descent, small thrusters situated on the belly of the flying machine as it touched down. Off a short distance away were a series of structures-- Buildings which housed men, including a recreational area/cafeteria, research laboratories, and personal shacks for those in charge, and a brig for any prisoners, though the reasoning behind it was unknown. The buildings themselves were mostly a light shade of grey, all designed to appear incredibly sturdy. Of the first to exit was a figure suited in golden plate armor, a hand rested upon the hilt of his sheathed blade as another hand remain at his side. under the shining plates of gold was chain mail of silver that shined just as equally, their combined radiance making for an almost celestial appearance, taking a moment to stroke his full beard, looking on around. "Alright. Looks simple enough." Spoke Gary Roland, wielder of Excalibur and champion to the wizard Merlin as he projected his voice to the other members of his 'squad,' followed by several normal military folk and civilian research scientists piling out,with some equipment and supplies-- Of which The Contenders had been able to offer passage on their comfortable craft and to sit the ride through its interiors which in itself could have been the team's headquarters. "Animal, Maverick. I'll stand at the front. I'll need someone in the middle and back of our crowd of scientists. You'll each have a handful of troops to keep you company incase anyone shows. Now remember, we're here for two reasons: Protecting the research base, and finding out where the hell Tlaloc is, and why the hell an Aztec God is stuck in the Arctic."