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"The gears turn, the doors open, the confi guration is set; soon the dead star rises over the place of his last mortal footfall, and in the light of that black eclipse he will walk again with earthly flesh."
After the machine speaks you hear the familiar machine voice of Herrod behind you.
"Thank you acolytes for getting me this far. Now I have what I need to finish my task. There is but only one outcome for you and that is to be disposed of as no one else must know of this place."
His blades extend from his arm and he moves toward the three of you!
Please roll init!
The machine rises up and expands, baleful lights playing across its surface, continuously rotating and reconfiguring, seeming to expand constantly without ever actually reaching the confining walls of the chamber. The statue becomes animate, radiating an aura of intense cold, the metal veil suddenly fluid and the lips moving softly beneath as it speaks.
The statue rises up as the machine whirls above its head, crackling energy beginning to play across its surface.
"Welcome." The statue speaks, "I am the daughter of iron, bound here by my master’s wrath to look with blind eyes into that which was and that which shall be."
"You have turned the key and opened the gate, and lo, he comes. You have sought what he has sought, walked his path and done his bidding know it or not. Ask and be answered, pursue the future or wait for doom, it is yours to decide. It begins.
A pulse like sheet lighting flares from the machine and the blank stone alcoves flicker like mirrors. While twelve fade, one mirror remains, its surface pulsing like silver water only to fade and be replaced by another shining light in another doorway while a great echoing ticking sound begins to emanate from the machine.
"You are swallowed by darkness and silence, you have no sensation of falling and time seems to elude perception so that it could have been seconds or years since you last saw light, heard sound or touched solid matter.
Then, an image rises before your eyes, as if slowly coming into focus through clouded and darkened glass: A wide chamber of greenish stone, its walls soaring upward to a dark sky in which you can see bright stars, the livid bruises of nebulae and drifts of glittering stellar dust. In the centre of the room sits a great globe-like machine of tangled metal, dials, an insane profusion of looping tracks with cogged teeth, countless gears, and wheels and a glittering array of crystal lenses.
Suddenly the image of the chamber is no longer drawing nearer; it surrounds you. You can hear the crackling and spitting of energy and the air is sharp with the smell of ozone."
The chamber is a thirteen-sided space, some twenty meters in diameter. Its walls are made of a greenish stone; each contains a high arched blank curved space of solid stone, surrounded by myriad of graven images, human and inhuman, with an endless variation of expressions: screaming, smiling, eyeless, mouthless, sneering, crying, laughing and snarling.
At the centre of this area is a huge globe-like machine of insane intricacy, a lunatic conglomeration fashioned of clockwork steel and silver, stone counterweights and crystal lenses. Mounted on a plinth at the foot of the machine is an iron-grey statue of a young woman’s torso, arms and head, streaked with rust like bloody wounds. The statue’s hands are held out at its sides, one is open as if waiting to receive something, the other holds an empty gilded chalice engraved with the symbol of a spider. The face is veiled; the sculpture is so exquisite that the folds of the veil hiding her face seem as if they have just settled.
The high sides of the chamber arc upwards and open on toa cold night sky.
Auraxis this all looks semi familiar to you. You have seen such machinery in 2 places now.
The creature dissipates as Sister unloads the wrath of the Emperor upon the daemon! (nice hits!)
Herrod makes an understandable sound as he look at his last Acolyte on the ground and Sister standing over his corpse and the daemon gone.
He speaks in his pure mechanical voice "This situation is getting more and more dangerous I insist that I hold onto the artifacts until this mission is completed from this point on."
Graki hits the creature but doesn't seem to do any damage to it.
The Psychneuein takes to the air and flies right at Quin.
attack: 1d100 ⇒ 24 vs 48
Sister is up as Quin is down now
Taking up the grey book, he removes the sash covering his forehead to expose the dark orb of his warp eye, and gazes at the lines of apparent gibberish scrawled across the book’s pages, his finger running across passages and his lips muttering rapidly.
Then, not taking his gaze from the book, he begins to walk swiftly. Following him, you pass through doors and down corridors, sometimes entering a room only to back out into a room or corridor entirely different from the one you came from. Sometimes, you pause in a place while Nostromo counts and mutters strange phrases before continuing to lead you through the steps of your strange dance through the broken reality of the Ice Station.
Finally, you pass through a circular arch and find yourself on a metal gantry that spans to a dead end over a wide shaft that ascends out of sight above and plunges into darkness below. Nostromo jerks as if waking suddenly from sleep and motions at the abyss beneath your feet, his gaze fixed determinedly at anything other than the darkness in its depths.
"There is your final door. I cannot and will not go to that place, my master made sure of that, lest I escape my doom." Without a further word, he shambles back to the circular archway leading into the rest of the labyrinth. He turns and tosses the grey-skinned book onto the gantry at your feet.
"The key turns. Be seeing you," he says and raises his circled
The only way to pass through the Doorway into Darkness and reach your destination is to jump from the gantry into the waiting abyss; a leap of faith...
At that moment Astropath Silas falls to the ground blood seeping from her non existent eye sockets. She screams in pain.
As you guys are talking and examine the book you realize that the Inquisitor now with you is ALL machine. His entire body is a giant machine. You have never seen anything like it before even for Tech Priests.
Nostromos Nods "Follow me!" he says gleefully.
He leads you through the labyrinth that is this ice station until you finally come to a doorway.
"Yes here, here the way is here! Thirteen by Thirteen as the clock marks,” Nostromo shouts excitedly."
He looks to the group. "Hand me the objects."
Rha Agi: 1d100 ⇒ 57
Antimatter Imploder: 5d10 ⇒ (10, 1, 1, 5, 9) = 26 x3
Everyone except for Rha and one of the newcommers is able to escape the blast radius of the bomb that Miss Book set off.
The world around you goes so dark that not even your auspex can see anything and then there is a blinding flash of light followed by silence as everything within 25m of Miss Book vanishes. Everything vaporized completely including your Tech Priest Rha and one of the new guys...
The other 2 new comers looks to your group and the tall machine like man with the Inquisitor Rosset points to Sister Revanche.
"Sister Revanche so good to finally meet you in person. Now if your team would so kindly hand over the artifacts we can be on our way to stop what is about to occur in this sector."
Sister you finally realize who this is. He is one of the Tyranical Cabal Inquisitors who had you go into Silas squad to figure out what they were doing. You don't trust the Tyranical Cabal any further than you can trust them and from what you gathered Silas is trying to do the right thing with his Acolytes here to truly stop Haarlock.
didn't realize rolled a 10 damage for sister gun!
Her gun does a bit more damage
Auraxis shots bounce off Miss Books hard skin but she is looking in VERY BAD SHAPE!
The assassin looking man lashes out at Miss Book again.
One of his hits appears to do a little damage.
The Xenos howls an unearthly scream as she grabs something from a pouch and thumb activates it. You see lights flash on it and begins to what appears to you count down...
"Now you all die..." a wicked grin crosses her battered face.
infernal damage: 2d10 + 4 ⇒ (10, 6) + 4 = 20
Two of the hits damage Miss Book.
Silinus holds back as more enter combat and doesn't wish to chance a hit on someone
His drill slams into Miss Book shredding a large part of her body as her body shivers from the attack. She still stands though!
Auraxis you go
The strike hit but do not seem to damage the creature.
Graki you notice strange tattoo's on the new comers necks but you don't recognize them.
Revanche is up.
sister damage: 1d10 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16
Just after Rha lands a blow on Miss Book 3 new comers enter the scene.
First is a man wearing xenos mesh armor wielding two power swords. Not much can be seen of his face as it's covered.
Second is a very handsome man wielding two pistols. Obviously a hive world-er by appearance.
The last is a giant of a man that looks to be pure metal. His face is a death mask of yellow flesh pulled over steel and brass. He wears a long black cloak and hook with the symbol of the Inquisition on his chest. He speaks and his voice is a nightmare patchwork of phonic sounds. "Kill the xenos."
Quin Init: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9
The man in xenos mesh armor and two power sword swoops in with the grace of an acrobat and swings extremely fast making 4 attacks.
All four swings hit but only one appears to hurt Miss Book.
Miss book snarls at the new comers as more small insects spill from her wounds and lashes out at the new comer.
Graki is up!
Everyone can make awareness checks please
Rha attacks again with his Breacher hoping to tear this xenos filth apart.
His hit appears to dig into the xenos body causing some damage.
Silinas takes another careful shot with her bolt pistol.
You all can go