God Emperor |
Nostromo giggles at the sisters comment and nods.
"Oh dear sister of the corpse I would never think of crossing one such as you! Your purity has built up so much anger inside that I'm sure you could crush my head with your bare hands!"
He calms down a bit.
"Before I can take you to the Blind Teseract we need to acquire the other element. My best guess is some other group here has it so a hunting we will go!"
God Emperor |
You proceed down the passageway cautiously and come across a partially collapsed area which shows signs of a recent explosion having taken place. Trapped by his legs under a fallen support girder is a man covered in concrete dust and streaked with blood wearing light carapace armour. Buried beside him is the form of another man, not stirring.
God Emperor |
He looks a little taken aback by all the Emperor talk but seems to ease up a bit as he is freed.
"Well... I was paid a large sum to come here with a group of Amaranthine Syndicate for my technical skills. I left them bastards while they were distracted breaking into a power room.
"Your probably wondering why I left when they paid for my service huh? Well this place is a freaking death trap and I didn't sign up for that! And these freaks were not going to leave no matter how much bloodshed there was until they got what they were looking for, me and the other mercs were totally expendable."
"What finished it for me was when he saw one of the “red madmen” strike out leader, calls herself Miss Book she does, full in the face with a chainripper and, “She didn’t as much as flinch, just punched her hand through his chest and I swear she broke his spine with her fingers. Then after, she held her hand to her face and the wound just mended, but I swear I saw something writhing underneath before it closed. Mercenary and sinner I may be but I’m no warp-dabbler or xenos-lover either, so I made my mind up to flee when I saw the chance."
"Please don't kill me! I just want off this hell hole!"
God Emperor |
He stands up after being set free by the Tech-Priest. He is wearing a mix of Flak and Carapace armour. He had a Hand Cannon and Mono Knife at his hip.
"Names Kort Luther."
He dusts himself off a bit before continuing.
"Seen a lot of strange things here, half-starved mad men and the walking cold dead things like that one over there" he points to the other man that is dead under the debris.
"Damn thing had me pinned and wouldn’t fall down no matter how many times I shot it. Had to throw a Frag behind it and hope for the best! Here I am now" he laughs a bit.
"Like I said I was hired by the Amaranthine Syndicate by someone called Miss Book. Most ruthless b*!&! I have ever seen. If I knew what I was getting into I would have never came here! She has 6 others with her, maybe less by now since we have been getting picked off by this place slowly."
"The b@#!~ caries around with her some tattered grey book that she keeps looking at and she was making us search methodically for a glistening black stone the size of a man’s fist and any strange machinery that looks out of place.
Nostromos ears perk at the mention of the tattered grey book.
Sister Revanche |
"Of course it is a trap, Astropath. There are heretics, xenos, and warp-spawn involved. But if we ever want to see an end to this madness, we must push through. Guard yourselves, and look out for each other, and the Emperor will protect us."
She turns to Kort Luther before anymore complaint can be raised.
"Show us where you saw her last, Kort, and we will put an end to her in The Emperor's Name."
(Zealotry is so much fun.)
God Emperor |
Your team enters a large roughly circular chamber of open space that extends hundreds of meters down into the void of the dark galleries below and ascends another fifty meters into a bell-like copperplated ceiling. Hung in the center of this empty space are three enormous tubular power capacitors, each strung with a patchwork of cable connectors, heat sinks and arc vanes. Two of them are blackened and dead, while the final one still thrums quietly with power. The central level of this chamber is spanned by a series of platforms and metal-meshed gantries.
The area is decorated and partly barricaded with a variety of detritus and scavenged materials, and its floor is thick with broken and gnawed bones. Skull capped posts, torches, and flayed skins stretched between wire frames are placed at various points around the perimeter of the area and inscribed with foul symbols.
Make awareness checks Hearing
Sister Revanche |
Sister Revanche nodded in Graki's direction, approvingly.
"You have the ears of an alpha wolf, Brother Graki."
She motioned to the others, giving each a sector to watch.
"Prepare for ambush. Eyes on the flanks. Graki has point, but stay close. We don't want whatever is hunting us to separate us. Rha has rear guard. Make sure no one falls behind. Move out."
She checked the charge on her inferno pistol out of habit before moving slowly through the room, looking for any signs of movement.
God Emperor |
Since half of you don't move very silently will continue :)
You try to be as quite as possible making your way through this mess zig zagging in between crap when you finally come to the core of the room. Behind some more gore and garbage you see 5 people and they see you as well.
One is tall and gaunt, his flesh hangs from his once ample frame. He wears patchwork robes, and over this he is clad in armour of beaten metal. On his face is a crude brazen mask in the shape of a snarling hound.
The other four wear patchwork robes and lesser armour.
Behind them bound against a wooden frame is a distorted and unnatural things, half-animal and half living nightmare, with blazing pits of unholy fire for eyes, his torn flesh rippling with glowing sigils and ward-bindings.
They all have weapons drawn (chain axes) except for the bound creature. The tall man greets you. "What do you lot want!"
You guys are about 15m away from them where you finally were able to see where the noise was actually coming from.
God Emperor |
"Best put your toys away little lady if you know what's good for you. My men ain't seen a woman in a long time and they like one that fights back a bit!"
He looks between all of you and sneers.
"Bah screw this kill them all!"
As he says that the creature behind them becomes unchained.
Init please!
Ghast: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Dybuk: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
Pilgrim1: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Pilgrim2: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Pilgrim3: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
Pilgrim4: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Silinas: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Kort: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9