Lorg is literally just holding as much treasure as he can in his hands.
Lorg turns to Korg.
"You b##%~. I wanted to be the one to kill him".
Log will walk over to the Screams and try to salvage any gear he can from him
Korg would destroy astartes power armour for a meal?
In a steady, firm voice Dromichaetes replies to Korg while reaching for the cadavers' neck.
"Deadly radiation levels, Korg. If you remove your helmet to feed, you will soon be a corpse too. And not in glorious combat either. If you still wish to feed-"
Dromichaetes pops out and removes the helmet as he speaks.
"-then I will more efficiently remove the armour first. The head is already visible so you can start on that. Should you still wish to eat here and now."
Let us see how much rationality remains in him.
Dagon keeps his eyes on Korg's back. "I'll keep an eye out for any trouble. Korg if you want to kill yourself with radiation exposure I wont stop you but don't go hacking to pieces some useful gear perhaps we'll claim the replacement parts from your own. World Eater or not you're a Legionnaire show some discipline."
Dagon opens a frequency to Lorg and Dromicaetes without Korg... <Korg's impulse control is getting a little concerning. I suggest if his hunger gets the better of him and he attacks any of us we have an accord in place. Not if someone baits him but we can carve him for gear and food to satiate our own hungers if he gives in?>
Readied action, if Korg makes a move for Dagon he'll fly straight up.
On the same frequency, Dromichaetes replies:
<Agreed. On all counts.>
<I get his head. I need a replacement for the one he broke>
<I do not object, should it come to pass.>
The domestic incident continues.
Dagon keeps his eyes on Korg's back.
Dagon says:
"I'll keep an eye out for any trouble. Korg if you want to kill yourself with radiation exposure I wont stop you but don't go hacking to pieces some useful gear perhaps we'll claim the replacement parts from your own. World Eater or not you're a Legionnaire show some discipline."
Dagon opens a frequency to Lorg and Dromicaetes without Korg...
Dagon says:
<Korg's impulse control is getting a little concerning. I suggest if his hunger gets the better of him and he attacks any of us we have an accord in place. Not if someone baits him but we can carve him for gear and food to satiate our own hungers if he gives in?>
Dromicaetes says:
<Agreed. On all counts.>
Lorg says:
<I get his head. I need a replacement for the one he broke>
Dromicaetes says:
<I do not object, should it come to pass.>
Dromicaetes says:
"Deadly radiation levels, Korg. If you remove your helmet to feed, you will soon be a corpse too. And not in glorious combat either. If you still wish to feed-"
Dromichaetes pops out and removes the helmet as he speaks.
"-then I will more efficiently remove the armour first. The head is already visible so you can start on that. Should you still wish to eat here and now."
Lorg says:
"You b!#&&. I wanted to be the one to kill him."
Lorg manages to salvage Scream's rifle.
Dagon maintains his previous actions while Dromichaetes moves forward to appraise and salvage the components of the fallen Astrates gear. "Likely the subsystems can be divided up. The combiscope does lend towards my speciality. It would seem reasonable if that if I claimed that I would be forth in the order of choosing remaining functioning subsystems. Each chooses one then we start again."
"Ammo is easy to divide evenly. The bolter and combat knife... could be useful for trade."
"Ah excellent, we should be able to get a good amount of food from this poor chap. Strange pauldrons though eh?" Korg says cheerfully
" Apologies for the outburst lads, hunger got the better of me. We should try stock up on some in the future"
Korg will remove the head cleanly and allow Dromichaetes to work on the armour. Korg will begin looking for the chunks of screams left around after his assault.
"First lets find out how he died."
Korg steps back from his murderous quest to destroy loot and the group's first domestic ends.
Dagon says:
"Likely the subsystems can be divided up. The combiscope does lend towards my speciality. It would seem reasonable if that if I claimed that I would be forth in the order of choosing remaining functioning subsystems. Each chooses one then we start again."
"Ammo is easy to divide evenly. The bolter and combat knife... could be useful for trade."
Korg says:
"Ah excellent, we should be able to get a good amount of food from this poor chap. Strange pauldrons though eh?" Korg says cheerfully
"Apologies for the outburst lads, hunger got the better of me. We should try stock up on some in the future"
Lorg says:
"First lets find out how he died."
The door behind you shuts.
"This marine died of starvation, like an idiot. We should move on. Does anyone have any ideas where?"
"How rude, you know you can say a lot of bad things about the greenskins but at least you get a good well spirited fight out of them. Genesteallers and Eldar ugh just wretched after a while." Dagon's wings spread and he takes to the air circling above.
"No wings though. When I was blessed with these I finally got what the Raptors were on about. Still insufferably arrogant." He begins the check the area for converging ambushers or other threats.
"You did notice the door closing behind us Lorg?"
"I would have the magnetised boot soles, when the time comes. This way."
Lorg will pick up the suit of armour, after stuffing the helmet with treasure.
"Of course I saw the door close, Dagon. I'll take the autosenses in his helmet, I used mine up making Screams"
The group discusses divvying the loot as Dromichaetes leads the way.
Dromichaetes says:
"I would have the magnetised boot soles, when the time comes. This way."
Lorg stuffs the helmet with treasure before replacing it and throwing the whole suit of armour on his back.
Lorg says:
"Of course I saw the door close, Dagon. I'll take the autosenses in his helmet, I used mine up making Screams"
Dromichaetes is able to lead the group out of the vast echoing chamber into smaller but equally unwelcoming passages. After a few hours the group stumbles upon an empty canal.
In one direction to canal goes towards a dull speck of light.
In another it goes towards the distant rumbling you heard earlier.
Which do you choose?
Dagon will assist Dromichaetes navigation as he flies above while contentedly discussing their lucky find. "Very well. I have interest in the chestplate, recoil supresion or repair cement might be of some use to me. My own suit has an enhanced chestplate but the gorgets seem to be a useful design element."
Osmotic Gill Life Sustainer
Vox Link
Enhanced Ceramite Plating with Gorget
Bio Monitor and Injectors
Recoil Supression
Bolter
Combat Knife
Repair Cement
Ammo-Divide up evenly?
Combi Scope-Dagon
Magnetised Boot Soles-Dromichaetes
Autosenses-Lorg
Nutrient Recycling-Korg
"Let's move towards the spec of light. It would be more enticing to fresh meat." Dagon moves towards it landing if he needs while staying alert for traps, ambushes... and his allies but mainly Korg the Hangry.
"That is a logical point, Dagon. Let us do so."
The group makes a decision.
Dagon says:
"Very well. I have interest in the chestplate, recoil supresion or repair cement might be of some use to me. My own suit has an enhanced chestplate but the gorgets seem to be a useful design element."
"Let's move towards the spec of light. It would be more enticing to fresh meat."
Dromichaetes says:
"That is a logical point, Dagon. Let us do so."
Dromichaetes finds an Arms Coffer concealed behind broken bricks in a wall. Security -30 and a few minutes to attempt to open.
The group emerges from the underground canal into blinding day light. As your eyes adjust you are greeted by barren landscape. The sky is dominated by a great yellow sun and crisscrossed by green lightning.
You can see smoke rising from just over the horizon.
"We should go towards the smoke, there's bound to be someone to eat there"
Lorg will assist in any security rolls to open the Arms Coffer
"That settles any doubts as to whethers its warp influence. Perhaps we are on some charming daemon world... or wretched little Imperial backwater. Either way unknown opportunities await." Dagon chooses to land rather liking the idea of holding onto the surprise of his wings being useful til its too late for the locals.
"The smoke makes sense. Given the radiation in the last area it might be best to forgo the bodies flesh if fresh opportunities beckon ahead but if someone wants to indulge in their portion by all means... assumingnthe radiation is lower here?"
"Even with assistance, this container resists my intrusion measures. I will tackle it in a more secure area."
Looking about, he comments:
"A more pristine world I have not visited in some time. And that was to burn it. Towards the smoke indeed."
He then reaches his esoteric senses outwards.
"Let's head that way so. In the mean time is it safe to remove our helmets once more? Korg says cheerfully, no trace of the former fury in his voice any more.
As he walks he keeps an eye out for any signs of threat in this new environment.
"I'm sure it's completely safe for you to take your helmet off"
"Ha ha yes, joking is good to maintain morale. Especially considering how long we were stuck in that damned room eh? I like you Lorg."
The group moves towards the smoke.
Lorg says:
"We should go towards the smoke, there's bound to be someone to eat there"
Dagon says:
"That settles any doubts as to whethers its warp influence. Perhaps we are on some charming daemon world... or wretched little Imperial backwater. Either way unknown opportunities await."
"The smoke makes sense. Given the radiation in the last area it might be best to forgo the bodies flesh if fresh opportunities beckon ahead but if someone wants to indulge in their portion by all means... assumingn the radiation is lower here?"
Dromichaetes says:
"Even with assistance, this container resists my intrusion measures. I will tackle it in a more secure area."
"A more pristine world I have not visited in some time. And that was to burn it. Towards the smoke indeed."
Korg says:
"Let's head that way so. In the mean time is it safe to remove our helmets once more?"
Lorg says:
"I'm sure it's completely safe for you to take your helmet off."
Korg says:
"Ha ha yes, joking is good to maintain morale. Especially considering how long we were stuck in that damned room eh? I like you Lorg."
As you move the source of the smoke comes into view. Ahead of you is the burning remains of a large 14 wheeler truck.
Please roll awareness if you wish to move closer.
"The ground is too hot to touch safely. And the radiation levels are lower, but not to safe levels. I do not yet recommend removing your helmets."
Dromichaetes continues to move forward, boltgun in hands.
And wary of his surroundings.
Lorg counts the treasure in the helmet and advances with Dromichaetes.
Dagon moves closer keeping alert for threats... and opportunities. He admired the new scope he had attached while Dromichaetes had tried to open the arms coffer.
Korg continues forward keeping an eye out for threats.. Dagon has been eyeing him strangely ever since they found that treasure, so he'll keep a particular close eye on him.
The group slowly moves forward taking in an appraisal of the burning 14 wheeler truck.
Dromichaetes says:
"The ground is too hot to touch safely. And the radiation levels are lower, but not to safe levels. I do not yet recommend removing your helmets."
Lorg does not have a hand free to count the treasure if he's carry the armour.
Fear grips the character and he begins to shake and tremble. He is at a –10 penalty on all tests for the rest of the Encounter
unless he can recover his wits
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Dagon
Spotter
Dromichaetes
Korg
"Contact" Dagon raises his combi bolter and levels it swiftly at the new target. He smiled inside his helm, he was pleased at the new scope. He sends the shot straight at the spotters head "Right there, but not alone I think."
Dagon Says:
"Contact" Dagon raises his combi bolter and levels it swiftly at the new target. He smiled inside his helm, he was pleased at the new scope. He sends the shot straight at the spotters head "Right there, but not alone I think."
The spotter's head explodes as the bolt goes straight through the targeter into his skull.
You are out of combat but a clock may be running.
Please roll awareness as you move closer.
Dagon moves closer jogging across the dunes. "I observed them using a targeter, I suspect they were a spotter or at least a scout."
"We speed our advance to seize the initiative."
Dromichaetes seeks the hardest cover he can reach with a sprint.
"What they dare target me. I will flay them alive"
Lorg runs towards the dunes
The group moves toward the truck and the headless corpse.
Dagon says:
Dagon moves closer jogging across the dunes. "I observed them using a targeter, I suspect they were a spotter or at least a scout."
Dromichaetes says:
"We speed our advance to seize the initiative."
Dromichaetes will have to go prone to find hard cover or move beside the burning truck (your sensors suggest you don't do this). Finding enough cover for a marine is going to be difficult in this landscape.
Lorg says
"What they dare target me. I will flay them alive"
You move closer and closer to the site of the downed man. The twisted pieces of their destroyed targeter can be seen strewn about where a small tripod stood supporting it minutes ago. Their cloths are plain and their camo was just a cloak of the right colour.
On the body itself you find a well made lasgun. Definitely of Imperial design but sporting nothing suggest reverence to any God of the Machine.
In a combat vest you find megre bottle of water and hardly half a days rations. In the vest there is a cable coiling away from a standard power pack towards where the head used to be.
The body is male and you are alone under the harsh sun.
Tracks lead away from the area.
Dromichaetes sees if he use the vest or clothing as an impromptu piece of webbing or storage.
"Fresh meat and rations. It looks like you can sate your hunger. The rations should be held off on for now as the meat will rot far sooner." Dagon does not want to stay here too lng before following the tracks.
Lorg will give the body a quick medical examination, looking for mutations, radiation damage or any deviations from the standard human norm.