The Confused and the Dammed

Game Master humanz

• Dagon inflicts damage with his punch.

• Dedelion moves up to I8.

  If you wanted to do something else let me know. This means you will have line of sight next turn

• Korg continues to grapple with the murder servitor.

  Murder servitor's strength test under 42: 1d100 ⇒ 53

  Since both fail nothing changes.

  There is still the +50 to hit.

I need Od'Onnis to post his turn. Remember the Betcher’s Gland has toxic.

Rolling for Zealous Hatred: 1d10 ⇒ 7...no zealous hatred

I'm going to skip Od'Onnis's turn as all he can do is spit but that can't actually do anything against the murder servitor.

• Dromichaetes scans using Tech-Use thing not normally "visible".
  Dromichaetes click here:

  Tech-Use, under 89: 1d100 ⇒ 47: 4 degrees of success

  There is a faint trickle of power in the guard post that isn't coming from a light. Remember the doors have no power

  Common Lore (Tech) under 59: 1d100 ⇒ 54: 3 degrees of success thanks to infused knowledge.

  Experience suggest that's a death cogitator that still has an active data link to somewhere else. The other end of the link must still be alive.

• The murder servitor attempts to break free.
  Murder servitor's strength test under 42: 1d100 ⇒ 70
  Korg's strength test under 52: 1d100 ⇒ 37

  Korg wins grapple is maintained.
  

Initiative Order:
Dagon
Dedelion
Korg
Od'Onnis
Jurufar
Dromichaetes
Murder Servitor

Map..

Dromichaetes suddenly twitches subtly.

"The guard post may yet have machine spirits with secrets to reveal."

He moves up to the guard post and will enter it swiftly if it is unlocked.

Move to K8, then attempt to enter the guard post to access whatever equipment still functions. Normal size out of power armour. Can use security or tech-use if needs be, has gc miu if there are systems to interface with.

Korg appears to be having fun, his perpetual deamon grin on his face as he grapples the machine..

That's a pretty sharp looking blade, I may take it until I can find my own weapons he thinks to himself

strength 52: 1d100 ⇒ 32

Watching Korg keep the thing restrained Dagon hammers another fist this time connecting with a shoulder as the creature struggles against Korg's superior strength.

Ws 40+20/Target Grappled+20/Target Outnumbered+10/Single Attack+10/Aim
Attack under 100: 1d100 ⇒ 1110 degrees
Damage(Primitive 8: 1d10 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16Using degrees instead. 18 damage

Od'Onnis watches as the pile up continues with the poor servitor at the bottom being mangled and mauled by the weight of the Astartes alone. Laughing he nearly has to prop himself up against the side of the corridor as an unfamiliar weakness takes over. He was certain that if it were still possible he would be crying now from the amount of laughing he has done.

Thinking for a moment he tries something he feels shouldn't work but you never know.

"Servitor! Why are you resisting our attempts to repair you? Cease this unauthorised movement in the name of the omnissiah!"

Looking on he wonders what the servitors response will be.

Decieve 59: 1d100 ⇒ 47

Listening to the meaty impacts of his fellow warrior's blows upon the pathetic servitor, a mirthless grin reaches the corner of Dedelion's mouth.

He takes a moment to attune to the vagaries of the warp, in an effort to determine more about this decrepit place. Was it mystical powers that brought them here, or mortal?

Dedelion uses Warp Sense to try and detect any mystical effects or presence in the vicinity

• Dagon goes for another punch and manages to inflict damage this round.
  
• Dedelion reaches into the ether, searching for answers to questions unasked and comes up with diddly squat.
  Psyniscience under 42: 1d100 ⇒ 53

• Korg continues the war on the floor.
  korg got 7 degrees of failure.
  Murder servitor's strength test under 42: 1d100 ⇒ 34: 4 degrees of failure.
  Korg won so he's inflicting damage .
  Korg's damage roll: 1d10 ⇒ 2
  Using degrees of success for damage roll.
  16 damage inflicted.
  
• Od'Onnis tries a to deceive the servitor and it goes as well as expected.
  
• Jurufar continues his onslaught.
  Punch! under 96: 1d100 ⇒ 84: 2 degrees of success.
  Punch! damage roll: 1d10 ⇒ 5
  13 damage bounces off.

  Tail slash! under 96: 1d100 ⇒ 30: 7 degrees of success.
  Tail slash! damage roll: 1d10 ⇒ 6
  15 damage inflicted.
  

Jurufar's tail slices the murder servitors torso in two.

Korg is left holding the two pieces in a pile on the floor.

Combat is over.

Dromichaetes investigates the door.

Dromichaetes investigates the guard post door but fails to get it open. Security under 23: 1d100 ⇒ 60

You need a tool to use security without a penalty.

For the want of a multikey.

"If any of you are familiar with picking locks, feel free to offer assistance in opening this one. I will try this again and then consider more aggressive tactics."

One more try at security, with any assistance or tools going.

"Step back, Tinman, and I shall open yon door directly!"

Summoning the raw stuff of the warp from within his very being, Dedelion calls upon the blessings of the God of Change to clear the way.

"This may be messy, I warn ye."

With a rush of sorcerous power crackling through his chest, Dedelion leans forward and spews forth a vast stream of warp empowered vomit.

Dedelion uses projectile attack on the door

Korg stands bracing the servitors arm in his hands, his foot in it's armpit as he wrenches the arm from its socket.

"This may be useful until we can find our things" Korg explains cheerfully as he does this

strength 52: 1d100 ⇒ 98

Dedelion blasts the door in a brilliant multicoloured phantasm removing it from existence and somehow making it even harder to see.

Projectile attack damage roll: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

Door hardness was 10 so it is destroyed. There is some damage to the inside of the room but it completely misses the cogitator behind the window.

Smoke affect 2m around door for 17 rounds: 1d10 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

One marine can fit through the gap at a time.

Dromichaetes is able to connect to the data-link using his MIU after come physical reconfiguration of the cogitator.

Od'Onnis moves towards the end of the hall, carefully keeping an ear out for any other sounds in the darkness.

Dromichaetes surveys the annihilated door with mixed fee..thoughts.

"Effective at destroying the door. Luckily it did not destroy the cogitator within the room."

A short time later:

"The machine spirit controller for this ship section is nearby, within 100m. And is still active. One to seek out. But first, we should guard our rear and clear the west length of corridor. "

He begins to walk to the west.

"Imperials love their paperwork, I imagine our equipment would be logged and recorded. If the files aren't corrupted the spirit machine might have secrets to coerce from it."

Dagon looks towards the 'west length' of the corridor. "Let's pacify this area so we can move on."

Since the group is splitting up. I will need everyone to state where they are going.

Korg looks down at the arm still attached to it's body.

With one last try he heaves on the limb before turning and following Dagons gaze westward.

strength 52: 1d100 ⇒ 59

Korg gains 1 corruption point failure.

I think I felt something move there. I should try again

Korg reaches once more and with an almost casual ease pulls the arm once more

strength 52: 1d100 ⇒ 6

Korg does not gain 1 corruption point.

Dagon prepares to force the door open... surely it would be no match for a legionnaires strength?

Athletics Str 41+10=51: 1d100 ⇒ 53

The door elicits some groaning sounds but stands firm and he raises an eyebrow. "It's not a cheap door at least, if another lends their strength we can surely open it."

Will assist the next person who wants to try.

Korg braces himself, turning his back to the door hunching down and gripping with both hands. After a moment of preparing himself he begins to try open the door.

Come on you stupid door open

intelligence to guess what's inside: 1d100 ⇒ 93 athletics Under 52 to open the door: 1d100 ⇒ 4

Until Od'Onnis acts the game is on hold. He is currently a total of 50m away from the rest of the party.

Od'Onnis continues down the corridor to the east he is 30 metres from the group when he reaches the first door.

The door is open and the room is filled with the same particle fog as the corridor.

Od'Onnis's awareness -10 (Hearing) under 42: 1d100 ⇒ 1: 5 degrees of success.

Unknown's awareness -10 under 30: 1d100 ⇒ 31: failed.

There are at least 5 individuals in the room. They are pacing around slowly and are unaware of your presence for now.

As soon as Dromichaetes see the assorted gear, he immediately speaks:

"Our equipment. And it may be trapped. Hold a moment while I check for explosives or other traps. If any wish to assist to speed up the process, I will not refuse them."

Unless someone interrupts him, Dromichaetes will move up to the equipment and check them for explosives or other traps.

Move up to near the equipment. Tech-use base 89, Security base 59, to check for explosives. Auspex (tech-use) to check for unusual isotopes, electro-magnetics, or chemicals. This might take more than one round.

Dagon will assist Dromichaetes eager to get his hands on his wargear again but unwilling to put it at risk by being foolishly hasty.

Od'Onnis stops mid stride.Without knowing whos here he could easily walk straight into more murder servitors. Looking back along the corridor he cannot see where the others have gone to, they could be directly behind him or much farther away. 'It's a stupid risk', he thinks. I'll withdraw and come back with that Khornate berserker at least.

Od'Onnis will move back along the corridor until he meets the group

edit for roll:stealth 53: 1d100 ⇒ 67

For clarity Od'Onnis had a stealth +30 roll. Under 53 is correct, so 2 degree of failure.

Unknown's Awareness -10, under 30: 1d100 ⇒ 83: 6 degrees of failure ...

Od'Onnis slips away and rejoins the group.

Dromichaetes does not find any traps in the room but everything is double vacuum packed.

I'm jumping forward about half an hour and assuming you are now fully reequipped. Feel free to add in conversations that would have happened.

Everyone gets 100xp.

Dromichaetes announces:

"Our equipment is clear of traps. Ye may re-equip in surety."

And then proceeds to begin carefully unwrapping his own equipment.

And not still not finding it.

Where is it? WHERE IS IT?!?! THOSE THIEVING, TYRANT-WORSHIPPING B...

"My servo-arm. It is not here. The Tyrant-slaves have taken it elsewhere. If one of ye happen to locate it, I would appreciate you informing me of it post-haste."

It is time to work with what I have left. The Tyrant's THIEVES can pay later.

Dromichaetes switches his focus to the task at hand: re-equipping himself and then his companions, should aid be welcome.

His iron-coloured, battered warplate might have once been Mark V tech-marine power armour but over the long centuries has been repaired and rebuilt, over and over. And will need to be yet again, given the multiple recent impacts most notably around the neck area. The chest and back plates are slab-like chunks of ceramite, and across the armour chains of black iron are lashed into place. His leg armour seals tightly to his bionic legs, clearly having been adapted. The trim on the joints and pauldrons are the hazard stripe warnings common in the 4th Legion.

His boltgun and combat knife bear the skull marking of his legion but are otherwise unexceptional and utilitarian weapons. The tech-marine checks that the machine spirits of armour and gun are uncompromised and ready for battle. And reloads his boltgun, having emptied it previously.

Before he affixes his helm, Dromichaetes take a little time to fiddle with the crudely-implanted intercom speaker in his throat. A coherent burst of what some might recognise as technua-lingua emerges and he seems more satisfied.

Once his own preparations are complete, he will look around the room and speak again:

"Brothers, I will provide assistance in re-equipping or checking should ye request it. Otherwise, I advise moving out as a group once we are all ready."

Once all are ready, a MIU mechandendrite connector will slide out from his right wrist and plug into his boltgun, as he grips the weapon with both hands.

Dromichaetes is a skilled tech-marine, and even being methodical, I suspect he would have equipped himself swifter than most if not all here. It's up to ye whether any of ye would take his assistance or not.

Od'Onnis picks up his accursed crozious and checks it carefully. Seeing that it was in more of less the same condition that he had left it in his attention turns to his Book. flicking it open he checks the pages not by reading them but by how they look. Thousands of years of holding it means he hardly needs to read from it, most of it has been memorised. Satisified he turns to his armour. A more recent acquisition, barely a thousand years ago, it looks the same as he left it. Donning it he places the Gem in the center point of the breastplate, loads the bolt weaponos having the Legion bolter held in one hand and the accursed crozious in the other he looks about at the others.

"Ready brothers? I believe we have some target practice at the end of the hall awaiting us" He chuckles at this.

Dagon checks over his gear to make sure it is functioning and not tampered with. His power armour appears to be in surprisingly good condition but it is clear that it has recently been wrested from loyalist hands and several pieces of Imperial Heraldry have been debased. He appears to be wearing Mk VII Aquila pattern armour.

He reloads the clip of his combi melta and looks down it's sight, his body language clearly pleased. Onto one hip he straps his chainsword and the other a combat knife.

"Perhaps we should define our goals and forge a compact since we are unified in this endeavour."

Dromichaetes pauses when Dagon speaks of a compact.

"I believe that we should undertake such, Dagon. I propose that our goal be not to simply escape this place, but to seize it. At least long enough to strip it of value. With an immobile station or a broken voidship, it ends there and we find a method of escape. But a functional voidship would be most useful to our band and worth keeping for the time being."

Korg searches on his gear, looking carefully over each piece before donning his arms and armour. The familiar weight of power armour settles on his body and he welcomes it like a lost friend returned.

His weapons feel light in his grasp, missing the usual weight of blood and gore he stops and thinks to himself

I should wash these. It's been too long since they have bathed

"As much as I think chatting about this is good idea, perhaps we should deal with those Od'Onnis found first. Should they catch us sitting around chatting over tea it may be embarrassing for us"

"Let us hasten the matter then. I propose Dromichaetes as the anointed given the technical nature of the environment he may be well suited to the roll. Dedicating the pact to Khorne. Strenght of arms will be paramount. We can hammer our the fine details as we slaughter the dross."

"Sounds like we have an accord, lets go and make our presence felt to the Imperium again"

Edit: Od'Onnis begins to walk back down the hallway towards where he last heard the murder servitors.

"I agree on all counts and will accept the role of anointed. Those who oppose us, we slay or force to serve us."

Dromichaetes looks around at each legionnaire in turn.

"There are enemies nearby. I would begin fulfilling our compact by slaying them now. Do any propose otherwise?"

If no one speaks up in disagreement, Dromichaetes will begin moving to the door.

Korg feels pretty happy about this and begins moving towards the hall. A chainaxe in each hand he seems to be moving lighter. A bounce in his step, eager for battle, he begins to him quietly to himself.

"Sounds like a jolly good idea! Shall we get to it chaps?"

He doesn't pause to see who follows and who doesn't.

As the move along Dagon advances confidently now his favoured weapon is in his grip again. "Who's got a functioning vox link, we should arrange a frequency? I prefer using my combi bolter but my blades have felled many foes as well."

Looking around at his new comrades he considers the situation "We could just charge round but that one took a few punches. It could be in better or worse condition than those Od'donnis saw. We could set up a firing line and lure their attention around a corner softening them up with weapons fire before they can close. Ammo might be an issue later but I've got a few clips for now and a chainsword for later."

"If these are more servitors, we may be able to lure one or a few away at a time. But we should be prepared for them all to come. Ranged weapons such as mine and Dagon's facing the enemy, lure the enemy into range with shouting, and melee specialists to attack from the flank and crush them in a vice. The issues are luring them in, and visibility. I can verbally describe firing solutions from my auspices to the ranged line near, my armour vox-link was burned out by weapons fire. Should auspex data prove insufficient, we can use suppressive fire so that servitors only reach us in ones and twos."

Dromichaetes' approach involves him, Dagon, and anyone else wanting to shoot waiting in the area around G8-G9, and the rest of the party in the stasis room ready to pounce on any servitors that approach.

Dromichaetes will move to G9 and begin auspex (awareness) to acquire enemy locations and movement patterns.

"I can probably lure one or two out first, they seem to be the usual failable imperial creations. Easy enough to fool."

Od'Onnis chuckles at this thought of drawing them out. It should be interesting which ever way it goes.

[ooc]I'll use my decieve to draw them out then engage in melee because Ill do a lot more damage there plus my Beguiling Gem really gives me an advantage against low WP enemies.

" Ah no lads, you're thinking about this all wrong. Bhí said dedicate it to Khorne right? He would much prefer we went straight in there and gave them a right good thrashing.. Sure we can't see out here how will we shoot any of them. I'll head in, bloody them up. Should you want to join me do, and if you don't want to come in I can bring some of them back out for ye to bloody them up"

With that Korg charges towards the unknown enemies.

"Greetings! I'm here to collect blood donations for the Blood God, step right up and donate now! No donation too large!" He calls cheerfully

...almost got exciting there for a minute. LETS DO THIS

Jurufar follows the group,readying himself for this new play.
Grinning - that the somewhat unorganized mess of his new team seems to work well.
slipping his gear into the correct position ... where it should be.

the voice in his head whispers "aaaaah I want more of this

the grin just got even wider...

"Oh well, the curse of freedom strikes again, may as well go with it"

Od'Onnis will charge alongside Korg and Jurufar, accursed crozious powering up as he moves along.

Dagon puts his combi melta away and draws his chainsword. He jogs to catch up with and keep pace with Jurufar. The poor nurglite was lagging a little behind Korg and Od'Onnis. He was just leaving a comfortable distance to avoid any explosive traps Korg's enthusiasm might turn up, he wouldn't be far behind them.

At least these enemies will be slain.

Dromichaetes seeks a targeting solution. If none is to be found, he will draw his blade and advance.

Dromichaetes should be at G9 at this point.

If the results of auspex from last round allow Dromichates to fire at a servitor, he will aim and semi-auto with boltgun. Target before penalties of 74 (BS 44 + 10 MIU +0 Semi-auto +10 Aim +10 Close range).

If he cannot clearly target a servitor through auspex readings, he will draw his combat knife and advance towards the servitor room (full move of 14m with Sprint talent).

Od'Onnis will put away the bolter and hold the crozious with two hands.

Gives me Concussive (0)

Initiative rolls done in alphabetic order.
Dagon's initiative: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 121d10 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Dromichaetes's initiative: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Jurufar's initiative: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Korg's initiative: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 121d10 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Od'Onnis's initiative: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

• Jurufar runs 24, he is now 26m away from the room with the murder servitors.
  
• Korg runs 30, he is now 20m away from the room with the murder servitors.
  
• Dagon runs 24, keeping pace with Jurufar.
  
• Od'Onnis runs 30, keeping pace with Korg.
  
• Dromichaetes attempts to move to G9 but is over taken by the other marines, he moves 10 and is now 40m away from the room with the murder servitors.
  

Dromichaetes may aim using his auspex by using the use skill action for awareness with the auspex on the same turn as he fires. Note this is not an aim action but there no penalty for shooting provided he can pass the awareness check.

Initiative order:
Jurufar
Korg
Dagon
Od'Onnis
Dromichaetes

Dromichaetes mentally commands his legs to accelerate.

Run action towards the room. It doesn't look like sprint was in effect last round, so 60m run. Move into the room.

If a PC is in melee combat by then, move into that melee to support.

If no PC is in melee combat by then, move into a position not blocking anyone else's charge or shooting.

Korg continues to move towards the enemies seeking to close the distance and get into melee with them, his chainaxe revving louder with each step.

"Step right up! Don't hesitate to donate today!

Korg will make a perception test on the first instance of seeing the enemies to assess the threats and see which is the best target to attack.

awareness Under 38: 1d100 ⇒ 30

Od'Onnis snorts with mirth as he hears Korg calling out to the servitors. Atypical Kornate humour and surprisingly funny he can't help but smile as he runs alongside his Blood God worshiping brother marine.

Od'Onnis will keep to Korgs right as they enter and engage an servitors he comes accross.