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She had thought the proximity to Xenos would be invigorating... but, it was quite the opposite. The pure alienness was draining, exhausting. Jene wants to be done with it. She aims at the nearest alien. Enough, fiend...
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Jene tries to finish what she started. Be gone...
Lothar seemed to have things in hand, so Jene turned her attention to the next nearest foe. Be gone... for The Emperor, for The People. It had become her mantra.
Jene moves closer, unwilling to leave the attack on Lothar unanswered. He was her meal-ticket noble, after all. Getting in close, she tries to put the unreal horror to its unholy rest. Be gone... for The Emperor, for The People.
Jene targets the stunned enemy.
Understood, and hold fast... my sympathies.
Jene targets the nearest enemy.
Jene, pistol out is ready to shoot just about anything that moves.
Jene, nearly disoriented... follows Vasyl.
So is that a TPK? I think Jene is plastered to the ceiling.
May our actions and sacrifice be known. Or as we used to say and more simply... Ready or not... here we come!
Stay safe with all the heightenend craziness, my friend!
And your location is experiencing a flair up! Be safe!
We're blessed differently, God-Emperor's design... Come, let's give him some more space. Brother, Afan. Jene takes on a protective mien, making eye contact with the troopers. Not a word...
Can we use the rocks... a cave in? Wedge the damned thing? And, an alternate interpretation - one end is damaged, that means the other end is fully operational. Perhaps we hurt them there, and cripple them completely. As our ship makes a frontal assault, the boarding team breaches from what we presume is the damaged rear. She wonders what those around her will think.
Thinking... 100 Total Recall
I'm usually the one asking why things slow down in summer.... this year it's me slowing down.
Transport and a small force... whomever you can spare. Insertion and extraction. If there are those who seek glory, they are welcome. But, whoever comes needs understand that they will take orders from us.
Perhaps we hit the land based locations, swiftly... cutting off communications. Then, speed to our underwater quarry. There is strength in numbers and what we learn from each target could halp with the next. Almost humming, as if to carry a tune, "Burn the land and boil the sea... you can't take the sky from me..."
What evidence would move you? As to Masters... the question is irrelevent. We will continue on our course with or without you. You will decide to act independently or help us. Our best chance for success is working together against a common threat.
But, we are generous and willing to tell you exactly who we are and whom we work for, should we succeed.
Man, you really ticked off the dark lords of the internet somehow. My kids (10 & 13) thought the world was ending.
You haven't mentioned the most compelling part. If we do not present evidence that the Xenos threat has been discretely yet categorically eliminated, and soon... ...we are made to understand that naval forces will be in system to guarantee the threat does not spread beyond what remains of a charred world. Jene pauses. After meeting your uncle, and taking note of House Mandre it would seem your house is in a unique position to act in alignment and earn a place in history. Status, bragging rights, call it what you will... your house shall flourish.
And then the storm took out power, internet and messed with cell towers for several days... apologies.
My fellows, Apologies for my absence, a whole week got away from me. Work and familial obligation. Sorry for the inconvenience. I'll catch up shortly. Jene
Between those principles and permits recuired by authorities. You could be on to something. Jene taps away at her data slate.
Running into that weird issue where I am trying to decide if Afan would take the two rifles to visit the Emperor's wrath upon the foul xenos scum, or if that would be losing faith in the gear the Emperor has already so generously provided and therefor out of character for the man... strange issue to run in to. The Emperor provides in a multitude of mysterious ways... he's placed these tools in your path for a reason.
I was hoping Xenos or Daemonology (related/similar?) rolls might help.
Can we overlay these positions in a map? It map give us a better visual and tactical understanding. These could be bases,targets, depots, lairs, strongholds. Can anyone correlate these "glyphs" here with any meaning they may have come across in their travels? She looks to Lothar and Lazarus.
Jene studied the data, she was schooled in language.. specific ones, secret ones - but more importantly, the blocks that made up language. Patterns. It was just an foreign, an alien puzzle. It is not mine to judge, only to dechiper...
Apologies all! Didn't expect the time off with the kids to be so all consuming. Getting to catch up.
Ultimately, who we are is of little import. But, I will tell you this. We have discovered an Eldar presence, one that has corrupted important figures on this hive world. Ranking members of power. They are kept in drugs, using and selling... judgement clouded, fools used against their kind. That is heresy. For all we know, more Eldar forces are already here or on their way. Imagine the response from the Emperor's Navy if we do not assure them the threat is neutralized. Jene paced. My name is Esther, but you can call me Astrid and we... have killed Eldar, here on this world... currently. The threat is real. We can destroy what we've created or learned to defeat the threat. Currently there are two pieces you can help with, breaking into their comms and uncovering a cloaked vessel so that we can destroy it. it is obfuscated by their damnable tech... but there must be a way we can thwart them. Who are we? We are those who walk the line so that good citizens don't have to. Let's leave it at that for now. When this is done, we can tell you the whole truth... you deserve it.
Hmm... in the eternal struggle for prominence, this would go a long way. And, for yourself... business would be good. Any idea what heretic loose ends remain? Rumors and such, you're a shrewd man... suspicions?
I suppose they don't need to be mutually exclusive. One could welcome the other or be an unwitting pawn. A useful idiot. How are politics between houses?
The other... The other what?
Who let the cat out of the airlock? Someone discrete, loyal, pious, with command of troops and transport. You've got one shot and one shot only. Is it a communicae or do you need to go there, personally? You can make the call now, or we can join you if you wish to call upon them. Bring your friend... Jene indicates the servitor.
Your reputation for one, but who else would understand what is at stake and the need for discretion... precision, so as not to draw attention or disrupt suply chains and logistics? Grunts will follow orders, mindlessly, blindly. Typical mercs, until the money runs out. If planet side authorities were effective, would we even be having this conversation? Interstallar law enforcement would turn the whole damn hive or world into slag. And, that is exactly what will happen if we fail. Dark days indeed. Jene pauses. On the bright side, House Mandre can help keep all that from happening. Prove themselves loyal citizens, elevate house standing and perhaps earn favor. We can discuss the intricacies more, but truly... time is of the essence. Critically so. Will you choose your destiny or be resigned to your fate?
Jene speaks academically, clinically with a matter of factness that difficult to argue with. It has come to our attention that this... world's reputation has been tainted with uncertainties, a chaos that can be categorized as unpleasant or diseased... corrupt. If matters continue unchecked, issues will be dealt with with extreme prejudice and in no uncertain terms. I'll let you use your imagination. What doesn't take much imagination is the state of the world after that. The loss of life, setbacks in basic freedoms, the effect on local and interplanetary commerce and a tainted reputation by association. Jene lets that sink in. We represent a party that would rather not see that happen. We would rather see matters dealt with surgically, tactically to both guarantee that the root cause has been excised and control immediate damage and long term effects. That is where opportunity lies.
House Mandre had garnered a good reputation, some prestige among the Houses. An opportunity presents itself, for you, for the House. Jene let's the words hang in the air. Letting him hear them, process and in turn gauging his reaction.
Jene looks around, trying to assure herself she isn't missing any tell-tale signs of treachery or ill intent. And, there is another matter.
Let's go then... I'll start the parley, feel free to jump in as any time. But, give me some space. Let's not over stimulate the fellow. We want him as an asset.
I'll try to talk to the Artificer, we'll go from there... or do we need a little recon, prior?
What about a peek at Eldar tech? An artificer wouldn't pass that up. She nods to their recent loot.
That's my suggestion, it's the house of that artificer we spoke with.
It's a chance to prove themselves of value, gain prestige and better future commerce. |