[the feed opens with a very, very angry vorcha staring down into his omni-tool. when he opens his mouth, all anyone looking will be able to see are rows of sharp teeth - and with a hiss, he finally speaks.]

Dead. All dead. No one left -

[he pauses, and stares directly into the feed.] Your fault! All you new things .. crawling around, taking up space - she let you stay.

You pay for this!

((ooc: this is a broadcast post only - there will be no responses from the npc. however, feel free to use this post for initial reactions - but keep in mind that the adjutants will not appear until tomorrow.))