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***************************Match 3********************************
The arena before you is 300 meters in diameter. There are walls 6" thick of some kind of metal, 10'tall by 4' wide that spring up and down throughout the arena. The top of the walls are sharp and can be dangerous if maneuvered over one when it came up.

There are six Chrono warriors wielding wicked balls and chains that look powered.

There are several dead guardsmen strewn about. Look like a recent raid as they are still wearing much of their gear. May take a half action to search for gear during this fight. It becomes increasingly more difficult the more people make a successful search

You may attempt Squad Modes (Codex Only) for this fight. Cohesion is a 5. You have no leader yet, but this fight might determine who among you is most fit to lead. No oath's yet either.

Roll For Initiative
Chrono 1: 1d10 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19
Chrono 2: 1d10 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17
Chrono 3: 1d10 + 12 ⇒ (4) + 12 = 16
Chrono 4: 1d10 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 15
Chrono 5: 1d10 + 12 ⇒ (8) + 12 = 20
Chrono 6: 1d10 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18

A few days after the match in the water you are gathered up again. No beatings this time. You are brought to large door of some sort, almost looks like a drawbridge. A Commissar is chained to the door with some odd symbol painted behind him. The commissar is screaming " Let me down you Xenos dogs! I will kill every last one of you! FOR THE EMPEROR!"

Behind you the Bloodbride Mehakeri walks up, with her is the beastmaster you saw only a glimpse of in the deep water last match. He says nothing and sternly looks ahead through a skull mask.

A beaten tau servant translates for her "May Qa'Leh accept this blessing of blood. Those who are about to die, witness this sacrifice." The door begins to open, as it does it rips the body of the commissar apart.

"For the Emperor! For the Emperor! For the..." He screams until he can not anymore.

Before you is a team of Chrono Warriors, augmented arena slaves that have to kill to gain more time to live. You have seen them fight before, their desperation makes them deadly. The ground before you acts as a conveyor belt and pushes you into the arena, once inside the door closes and you are in a proper coliseum now. There are countless rows of watchers, mostly Dark Eldar, but some other races, cheering and cursing.
Report in with updated characters and gameplay should be up soon.

Again you find yourself in the arena standing next to your battle-brothers. It gives you some minor comfort knowing they suffer along with you. The Bloodbride has two Sslyth with her this time, both armed significantly. She positions you against your will using the manipulation of gravity that seems common in this place, over the top of a grate that overlooks a pit. It opens suddenly dropping you into the pit.

You land on a small pillar surrounded by sewer water. Things are moving in the water closing in on your position....Awareness and Knowledge Xenos if you have it.

Roll Initiative

Ghouls?: 1d10 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

"Qa'Leh demandsss combat! My mistressss will be coming to collect you sssoon!" The harsh voice of a Sslyth bodyguard translates for Bloodbride Mehakeri as she walks the slave cells.

New Match coming soon. After the AAR for our last match is done I will post it here. Make characters if you haven't. Some had asked if they could make different ones to try out different things. That is fine too, just no multiple characters in the same match is all I ask.

You are all called into a large room with 3 doors. One is the one you came through that leads to your small cells, one leads to the coliseum. From the third door comes a tall female Dark Eldar with white hair colored red with blood. She has a retinue of slaves and servants with her and a cadre of Kabalite Warriors. Your instinct is to lunch at them as they enter the room, but you find you are held by some unseen force. She smiles at you and kicks one of her slaves to the ground. It is a Tau from the looks of it. She speaks in her Xeno tongue and the blue humanoid translates.

"The mighty Bloodbride Mehakeri of the Cult of the Withered blade and champion of Lord Xerum of the Splintered Talon Kabal informs you to prepare to die. Try to make it look good."

You all look at each other. This is your first match with fellow space marines by your side, a trial by fire. The door to the coliseum opens and the Kabalite warriors step forward and herd you into the room with Dark Lances lowered in your direction.