"The House of Dust and Ashes" (Inactive)

Game Master greg white 722

"Teleporter?" Emerik asked, rubbing at this eyes and blinking. It wasn't like he'd ever seen one in use, only heard of the wonderous machines and there effects.

Alekseevna: You have no idea how you got here; you remember being in the exhibition hall when the Gilded Widow began speaking. You remember terrible violence, and Master Nonesuch being at the center of it. Master Nonesuch! There is something terrible you should remember about him, but your mind recoils; just thinking of his name makes you shudder..

Alekseevna you have gained 4 Wounds, 7 points of Insanity, and 8 points of Corruption, as well as 1 level of fatigue.

You have also somehow acquired a lasgun (standard Imperial pattern), with 42 remaining shots.

Konstantine groaned as he tries to make sense of his surroundings. Indeed. It was as he said. So e kind of teleportation device. His head was still spinning. So he simply stood as still as possible

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Mayweather : "It is some vile trickery of the enemy! Shoot her now!"

"Nonsense man!" he spits out as he still tries to get a grip on everything, including the fact that his world has not yet stop spinning

"We know her, so calm down" he was also hoping that the panicked Mayweather did not try to take things into their own hands and attack her, cause then things would become ugly

Shaking her head, Yelisaveta slowly steps on the ground, nodding at Binerith. "Thank you, Tech-Priest.", she replies curtly, straightening her dress. Turning her vicious gaze at Mayweather, she takes a couple of steps in the man's direction, looming several inches above the man. "Locutor Mayweather. I would very much prefer not to react at a first glance. Because that will get you killed. If anything, my presense here gives the enemy another target that isn't you.", she spits out through her pursed lips. Coward.

Scoffing at the lasgun, she checks the weapon. "Disgusting.", she comments, at everything in general, then looks at the two armed men. "Any success in finding the location of the hidden ship? We need to make haste. If that didn't work, the eldar witch mentioned a ship of her own.", she reports, wincing at a wound. "So we should move. Away.", she suggests, clearly irritated.

Emerik nodded, gesturing to Mayweather. "Continue, please." The place was a maze, and having a guide was a great boon.

Mayweather (grimacing, and make a theatrical display of being in severe pain. : "I think that they're some viewing halls this way...so if we were take the next left turning..."

From the shadowed far end of the corridor a projectile comes hurtling.

Thrower's initiative: 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

Thrown firebomb: 1d100 ⇒ 4

Alberas, Konstantine, make a Perception test (-20, for your for your still recovering vision, which still has two more rounds till that effect is erased. If you make the test, roll Initiative as normal, other-wise, you must take a -2 penalty, as 'you didn't see it coming'.

Aleekseevna, as you've already have had a tough day; you can take a normal Initiative check.

Initiative: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

Turning around to stare down the hallway, Yelisaveta reaches for her non-existant bag, as she sees a bomb flying her way. "Duck!", she barks out, attempting to dodge the blast.
Dodge: 1d100 ⇒ 97
Fate Re-roll: 1d100 ⇒ 49 Hah! Pass by 1, 1 FP remains

Perception (13): 1d100 ⇒ 39

Initative: 1d10 + 3 - 2 ⇒ (5) + 3 - 2 = 6

Binerith's perception: 1d100 - 10 ⇒ (89) - 10 = 79

bursting firebomb: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

Binerith's initiative: 1d10 ⇒ 10

Perc: 1d100 ⇒ 46 fail

The bomb erupts and engulfs the acolyte

Initiative: 1d10 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

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Alekseevna nimbly dances through the flames, while Konstantine, Binerith, and Albaras are splashed with fire.

At the end of the corridor, you see a hulking figure: some 30 meters away.

Finally getting his composure back, his sight slowly focusing again and the worst of the fire gone. He checks his shotgun

"Be ready" he warns

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Make agility tests to avoid catching on fire from the splashed burning fuel.

Binerith's agility test: 1d100 ⇒ 67

Binerith squawks with binary outrage, as his cloak begins burning in several places.

Ag: 1d100 ⇒ 2

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Konstantine, you are able to quickly douse your flames (though there is still the initial 6 points of damage).

understood. With soak it can be reduced correct?

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After of your armor is taken into account, you'll only actually receive 2 wounds.

that's good to know. Was worried for a while

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So the corridor stretches ahead some forty meters. There's a T-intersection at the end of the corridor; and in the middle of the far wall of that intersection there are massive, bronze doors; slightly ajar.
You see a hulking figure slipping back around the right corner of the intersection.

Agility (37): 1d100 ⇒ 83

Emerik stood, looking as the flames engulfed his armour. Well...damn. This wasn't a new experience for the guardsman, but it was disconcerting.

Emerik's armour and toughness mean he isn't taking any damage - yet - so what action do I need to put the flame out? Full Round for stop, drop and roll? If not, I'll just walk around on fire for now.

There's Russian film, 'Stalingrad', where the Germans blow up an huge oil tank ahead of a Russian assault; which leads to an epic, slo-mo scene of the Russian attackers, completely engulfed in flames, charging into the German lines, spraying the German trenches with their SMGs even as they burn.

Since it is Agility test to avoid catching fire, I'll call for another Agility test to put it out.

...you have something against me, making me roll all these dice.

Agility (37): 1d100 ⇒ 39

Emerik patted at his armour ineffectively. watching in annoyance as the flames instead spread to the arm he tried to put them out with. "I'll be the son of an Ogryn!"

Binerith's agility test: 1d100 ⇒ 44.

Binerith and Albaras hop and flail, almost comically, as they beat at the flames that shroud them.

little one is adjusting. So I think I'm back again =^^=

Konstantine will try to help them put out the fire that seems to be causing them a great deal of distress

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Konstantine, you're able to put out the flames on your two comrades; patting out the flames where they were unable to reach.

A new round.

The shadowy figure you saw earlier, again slips around the corner, to hurl another missile.

thrown firebomb: 1d100 ⇒ 25

So who's caught in the blast of the second bomb?

Konstantine 1-2, Albaras 3-4, Alekseevna 5-6, and Binerith 7-8: 1d8 ⇒ 3

fire-bomb damage: 1d10 ⇒ 3

"Coward!" he calls out to the figure and moves toward the corner. His shotgun ready

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Lifting the lasgun in her hand, Yelisaveta runs down the corridor with a clacking noise. "I really miss my shotgun now.", she mutters under her breath, as she flicks the switch to overcharge. "Konstantine, I don't suppose you brought a spare for myself?", she winks at the Arbitrator, raising the lasgun to bring to bear towards the assailant as soon as he's in sight.

If she reaches him in one move, she'll open fire.
BS, TN 69: 1d100 ⇒ 48
Damage, Pen 4: 1d10 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Alekseevna scurries a short distance (4 meters) up the corridor, before firing at the retreating figure; she scores a hit on the right leg. There is a howl of rage.

"Unfortunately not...."

how far is he away from Konstantine? Can I try to shoot him?

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Agility (37): 1d100 ⇒ 70

Emerik staggered as he was once again set on fire. "Dripping run off from an Ork's arse! Will someone just kill him already?"

Once again, Emerik tried to put himself out.

Agility (37): 1d100 ⇒ 39

Son of a...

Konstantine: Yes, he's a little over twenty meters away.

Binerith comes to Albaras' aid; helping him put out his smoldering clothes.

Mayweather is cringing in a shallow alcove.

Attack + Aim 73: 1d100 ⇒ 99 gah. Reroll

Attack + Aim 73: 1d100 ⇒ 52
Damage: 1d10 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

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So for the re-roll, you're spending a Fate point?

You're not sure, in the ashen twilight that appears to be the common lighting in these corridors, but you think you hit it (him) as he slouches back around the corner.

So Konstantine and Alekseevna have fired. Albaras is again trying to beat out the flaming ruins of his tunic. Binerith has crossed the hallway, and is slowly advancing along the far wall. Mayweather is cowering way in the back.

Roaring an impious oath, Albaras tears off the flaming rags of what was once a fine tunic, and throws them to the floor.

Alekseevna, Konstantine, make a Perception test (Challenging, +0).

Perception: 1d100 ⇒ 5

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Konstantine sees two figures scurrying across the hallway, crossing to his left. Also, is there a darker knot of shadow up near the vaulted ceiling?

Cultist initiative: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

New round. The cultists scurry into cover beyond the corner.

The bomb thrower doesn't hurl another missile.

Alekseevna is up.

"Careful. We have a lurker up top" he says in a low voice to those around him

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Smiling grimly, Alekseevna fires a high burst down the corridor.

Alekseevna's attack roll: 1d100 ⇒ 20

So, it's -30 to your skill for shooting blind, with a +10 for the burst, making your adjusted skill 29. So you're sure you see, in actinic glare of a lasbolt pulse, a shrouded form, hovering near the ceiling, writhing back

Lasbolts lance through the gloom.

Well that might give our lurking phantom something to think about!

Lurker's Initiative: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7

There's no movement at the corridor's end.

Albaras and Konstantine are up.

Following roughly where Alekseevna had aimed, Emerik replied with a burst of his own, to see if he could finish the creature off.

Full Auto (20) - Close Range (30) - (Two Weapons - 10) (Penalty -20) - 70%: 1d100 ⇒ 69
- Hit One - Pen 0: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

Full Auto (20) - Close Range (30) - (Two Weapons - 10) (Penalty -20) - 70%: 1d100 ⇒ 44
- Hit One - Pen 0: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13 - Rightous Fury - Pen 0: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
- Hit One - Pen 0: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
- Hit One - Pen 0: 1d10 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6

A teeth-jarring shriek echoes down the corridor as Albaras stitches the shadows with fire.

He moves down the corridor, his shotgun ready to fire of confronted with an enemy.

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With Binerith taking position on the other side of the wall, the pair of you sweep the corridor, to the intersection.