Editing The Atalantos Worlds (section)

====Anomaly Sagittarius-Scaramanzo 384, The Riptide====
{{Infobox 40k Planet
|name= Sagittarius-Scaramanzo 384
|bgcolor=black
|fgcolor=white
|image=
|class= Debris field
|orbdist= None
|gravity= None
|temp= 2.7 Kelvin
|pop= Varies
|governor= None
|system= None
|sector= Scaramanzo
|subsector= 384
|segmentum= Ultima Segmentum
}}

It is an all too common phenomena in the Galaxy that Warp currents ensnare voidships, both intact and destroyed alike. Many Imperial record speak of claiming valuable salvage from these derelicts and bringing them to new purpose serving the Emperor's needs. Anomaly 384 in the Scaramanzo sub-sector is quite a bit more unusual though. A complex interaction of gravitational fields from the Galaxy's central black hole, the nearby stars, and a rapidly orbiting binary neutron pair have aggregated billions of tons of twisted metal and drifting asteroids together. Like the tail of a comet but a trillion times more massive, this streamer of wreckage stretches for almost a light-year, trailing in the neutron stars' wake. 

Approaching the debris is perilous indeed, for at any moment some hapless piece of ancient garbage might impact one of the neutron stars, releasing unimaginable quantities of energy. Nearby Warp routes also suffer from the enormous gravitic strain, snapping and reforming themselves in new patterns on a daily, even hourly basis. The handful of Navigators who have entered this tortured space and lived to tell the tale describe navigation here as "dancing from circus tightrope to tightrope as they snap beneath your weight, all while blindfolded and falling down a mountain". 

Though their lust for treasure knows few bounds, even the adventurous War Scribes do not journey too close to the Riptide. More than one Strike Cruiser was been torn apart before the Marines admitted defeat. Regrettably, the price is just too high to risk valuable Marines and their equipment on this sort of treasure hunt, especially when more lucrative pickings lie elsewhere. The Adeptus Mechanicus continues their efforts to plunder the Riptide though, bolstered by their gravitic research on Precipice. With their advanced equipment they have been able to retrieve several small relics, and hope to achieve yet more in time. 

A handful of pirates and Rogue Traders have also dared the Riptide's embrace. Almost all have found themselves part of its lifeless entourage, along with their precious voidcraft. Life is tenacious and even here a small community has arisen from these unfortunates. They huddle inside their adamantium shells and scrounge a day to day existence using radiation collectors to fuel hydroponics and water reclamation in place of a proper sun and planetary ecosystem. They are virtually cut off from the entire Galaxy thanks to the Riptide, and few can even begin to speculate what changes the radiation, gravitic anomalies, and more mundane hardships may have wrought upon their bodies and minds. 

Someday perhaps the Imperium may learn of their fates, but it will likely not be any time soon.