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Hi to all Dark Heresy Players :-)

Gawd, the firefight is going to be brutal if they don't break in the first round.

For Rook

here's his counterpart, the fast-talking servant of the Emperor.

Burgos wrote:

Inquiry 1d100=19

"What was that all about?"

Uh, why are you rolling? I'm not even sure you were even in the bar when the whole 'investigate a rumor' bit started. Well, I suppose you could be talking to the guards stationed around the wall.

I thought I was, my mistake, please ignore.

Inquiry 1d100=19

"What was that all about?"

"Gaia, if you were to lead a force against this place, how would you go about breaching these defenses?"

Burgos also takes a bath after and not with Justine, though, the God-Emperor will not forbid him if she beckoned him. After that, Burgos decides to look around the camp. He asks Gaia to accompany him so he can ask her for her comments on the overall military strength of the place.

Burgos raises his hand and intones solemnly, "The blessing of the Emperor and all of His Saints be upon you."

"Oh, and where can we purify ourselves?"

"You know... take a bath."

"Praise be that we have arrived. The Emperor protects."

Burgos removes the dust of the road from his Ecclesiarchy robes.

"Ok. Now that we're inside and the gate is closed, what you guys do around here aside from the obvious?"

"Stern Hope, indeed. I worthy shrine to He Who Seats Upon The Golden Throne."

Burgos smiles at the guard.

"Greetings, brother, I am Burgos. This is Ivaanov, Gaia, Deckard, Justine. And of course our senior Master Aristarchus."

"Now that you are acquainted with our names, may we know yours, hmmm?"

"Shall we move on?"

"Perhaps prayer is not the best use of our attention at the moment. With all due respect..."

"Careful. A less considerate person may accuse you of heresy."

"I think we should all put our hands together and pray to the Emperor of Mankind for strength in these trying times."

Ivaanov turns as Burgos speaks, unslinging his las carbine as he does. "I didn't see anything friend priest. Do you think their is trouble nearby?"

He begins to cast around for signs of danger perception =1d100=100 but the light catches on the metal of his las carbine and he is momentarily blinded.

Well, with luck like that, I won't need enemies shooting at me, I'll just be damaging myself

"There was a figure over there," Burgos points at a distant rock, "then it disappeared."

As the body burns and the watch changes, the rest of the night passes uneventfully. In the morning, you pile back into the truck and continue on your journey. By mid-day you begin driving through the foothills.

Burgos, Gaia, Deckard:** spoiler omitted **

"Guys, did you just see what I saw?"

"I am starting to get a feeling that this planet is touched by the supernatural more often than most."

"I fear that our faith will be tested before this mission is over."

Burgos makes the sign of the aquila and starts to pray silently.

Next scene, if we are all agreed to burn the body. Unless we bring about an encounter by that roasting....

"The Emperor protects. We shall commit this poor soul's body to the flame."

"Let's forage for some wood then." Burgos straps on his gear before proceeding.

"Throne of Terra!" Burgos exclaims.

"Let us bury this poor soul."

So, anyone going to, oh, I don't know, look at the body?

Burgos kicks the body turn it over and look at it.

"Don't touch it!" Burgos warns as he moves to support Gaia.

We should agree on some code words and practice some pre-arranged routines.

"What the frak?!"

Burgos wakes up and rapidly pulls his autopistol from its holster. Noticing Gaia's smoking gun, Burgos looks into the direction where Gaia is looking at.

"Is that you, mommy?" Burgos asks in his sleep.

Midnight Watch then

Um... is 'blast someone' an option?

"The cards help you relax, don't they, Aristarchus?"

"I saw a man recently. He kept repeating that name: 'Crow Father'. I know it is highly improbable that this 'Crow Father' would have any connection with the weird happenings here. But I am a man of faith. Stranger things have happened for which reason and logic cannot provide an explanation."

"Ah, the shale crows. Dreadful little creatures, they're more feathered reptiles than bird once you get close. Sharp beaks, too. Local myth has all sorts of unpleasant legends about them. Not surprising, really. They eat more than carrion; they'll attack anything, if it's wounded or weak. That includes humans. No eyes in the damn things, no eyes at all..."

"Shale crows? Are they somehow related to an entity called 'Crow Father'?"

Justine scans the barren shale wastes, the wind whipping her hair into a golden mess. "If this is the Pilgrim Road," she mutters, "I can't wait to see the cathedral."

"So, any of you know anything about the battles of Iocanthos'?"

Burgos points at Aristarchus, "Ask 'im."

"I'm sure he'd be more than happy to oblige you."

Road trip! Now if we can make it into a Eurotrip....

"Fashion statement comes to mind. And you look very fine in red."

"Let's buy some scarves. We might need them once we head upcountry."

"I'll take an extra magazine or two of autopistol ammo."

With the purchases over, can we proceed to the departure?

Inquiry (Fel 39)1d100=34

"We need autopistol ammo and lasweapon charges. Can you help?"

"Preferably at prices considered at the service of the Imperium."

"Justine, you need a longlas?"

Reading Gaunt's Ghosts again.

For Davi

Davi, would you want us to role-play the Bazaar trip or can we just adjust our inventory accordingly?

Burgos wrote:

"Do you have some cash on you we can use?"

"Well, I suppose I can spare 100 thrones." With a sigh, he places ten ten-throne notes on the table. "So, any last questions?"

"When do we leave?"

"And thanks very much for this. The Emperor protects."

Turning to Justine, Deckard nods and approaches to tend her wounds. He focuses his thoughts and quietly intones an invocation to the Emperor to cleanse his mind.

Willpower Test for Invocation (1d100=8)Success

Feeling focused he reaches out to the warp and applies his thoughts to bind Justine's wounds.

Psych Test for Healer (1d10+4+4=16)Success
Damage healed from Healer Power (1d5=5)

Way to go Deckard 2.0!

"Aristarchus, we were kinda wondering if you can assist us in acquiring additional gear for this mission. Normally, we would have done that prior to coming but as we said earlier we didn't know the precise nature of the mission, hence, the haphazard preparation. To be precise, and I believe everyone agrees on this matter, we need more firepower. I for one am down to one clip. Not good if we expect a sustained firefight."

"Do you have some cash on you we can use?"

"So these Ashleen believe that their tattoos can ward off evil, eh."

Mental Note: interview some Ashleen, later.

"Oh, just a name I heard spoken at the spaceport. Perhaps, it's nothing."

Walking slowly into the room Deckard scans those assembled. At first he seems not to recognize anyone, then after looking each in the eye, he nods slowly and seems to come back to himself. "I apologize for my disappearance. I was distracted by a brief vision of the Golden Throne and lost track of the rest of you." Briefly waiting for any recriminations, he continues, "It shall not happen again. Where do we stand in our mission?"

Assuming no one intends to mislead Deckard on what transpired after his disappearance, I will read the prior posts to bring myself up to speed and we can press onward from here. Thanks again for the game.

"You did miss a firefight."

"You mention psychic phenomena. Could this be related to cult activities? We did see Ashleen sporting weird tattoos."

"Also, the name 'Crow Father', have you heard of it?"

"Warlords, you say. Then I gather that there is no central power controlling the planet."

"That may prove a hazard to any mission we shall undertake."

Have nothing to do for the next few hours while I wait to watch Harry Potter. We can move the plot along....

EDIT: I have informed my players in the Warhammer Fantasy PBP I am running here that we have one slot open.

EDIT: If no-one objects, I'll put up a recruitment thread tomorrow to see if anyone is willing to take Deckard.

You continue to follow the cherub through the streets of Port Suffering, eventually coming to a walled compound bearing the imperial eagle. As you approach, the door is opened by an official-looking man. "AH, yes. You must be here to see Master Aristarchus. Follow me." As the man leads you into the building, you can't help but notice how much has been added, from the thick carpeting to the furniture made of actual wood.

Seated at the table in an old leather chair is presumably the man you're looking for. He wears charcoal-gray robes and has a small smile on his lean, handsome face. As you enter, he holds a set of large ivory cards in his hands which he replaces in a silver case and returns to the pocket of his robes.

"Welcome! I am the Seer Aristarchus. I trust the trip passed quickly?" He stands, comes around the table and offers each of you in turn his hand in greeting before gesturing for you to sit.Up close, you can see he has curious gold-grey eyes and the sanctioning electoo of the Scholastica Psykana imprinted on his cheek. After shaking all of your hands, he adjusts a black satchel at his side. You notice that the bag is made of emadar silk, an expensive material, and is held shut with lead purity symbols.

"Greetings, Seer Aristarchus. I am Burgos. Can I call you Aristarchus? Seer is very formal. People might think we aren't friends. And please call me Burgos. Haha."

"Anyways, I second the beautiful Justine's comments."

"I see you have been to Terra." Burgos indicating sanctioning electoo of the Scholastica Psykana as proof. "How I wish to stand upon mankind's holy birthplace."

"But enough of me. This is Gaia and this is Ivaanov."

"Now that we are all introduced, may we know the true nature of our mission here. The briefing was rather vague on that subject you see."

Anyone willing to play with us is acceptable to me, whatever the character may be.

Guys, you think we need to recruit another player?

"Ivaanov, can you judge from the cherub's behavior if we are near our meeting place?"

"Gaia, how many grenades you still have?"

"Justine, how are you holding up?"

We need to give our team a name. A-Team's the IP of another corporation.

"Everyone look for the cherub."

Burgos moves to assist Justine. "Here, lean on me."

Burgos' Charm roll. (1d100=19)

"Well, I can't bring in a priest for questioning. Besides, don't worry about them." He says, gesturing at the thug his two slower associates are now picking up. "The Ashleen from out of town have just been restless lately, for some reason. You're all free to go now."

"Thank you, my son, for your wisdom and probity. The God-Emperor sees all and I am sure he knows of your actions today."

After the Cherub before it's gone.

Allow me.

After sheathing his weapons, "Praise the Emperor that you have arrived in the nick of time, officers. These men," Burgos points to their opponents, "are heretics."

"I am Burgos. Father Burgos of the Ecclesiarchy, I am sure you have heard of that. I spread the word and enlightenment of the Emperor. So why would they attack me if they are not in fact heretics?"

"I assure you that we shall appreciate any assistance you can extend. I am sure that my superiors in the Ecclesiarchy would like very well to know who to thank for my safety and who to punish for this attack on my person."

"By the way officers, you are?"