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“FOR THE EMPEROR!” Is the last cry of the last dissenter as Commader Irvis places his boot on his head and executes him with a bolt pistol, newly carved with the eight pointed star of Chaos.

“Even after the first 50 dead, still you prayed to that corpse on Terra. Pitiful.”

Irvis turns and faces the regiment

“Alright men, with him, all connection to our old allegiance is dead and gone! We have thrown off the oppressive shackles of the Imperium that once held us back, the same shackles that sent you here, that kept your families in impoverished slums! Through the Four we have found freedom and power, and further power we will find! Make rest for now, but make ready to leave in a few hours; our former enslavers will be here soon in an attempt to make an example of us, but we will not be here, we’ll be gathering power and strength until we have enough to kill that bastard of a governor! For Freedom, for Power, for Chaos!”

>What is this?
This is the Renegade Regiment, a freeform RP . In this quest, you play Renegade guardsmen and chaos cultists under the command of Commander Irvis.

>Can I join?
Sure, join right in. For now, you’re restricted to having your character be a human or abhuman/mutant. Also of course, they have to be the kind of person to worship or at least work with the Chaos Gods.

>Can I have multiple characters?
Yes as long as you don't use it to powerplay.

>How do you play?
We tend to use spoilers for OOC chat, but nothing is set in stone.
We tend to use greentexts for describing a character's actions, but again nothing is set in stone.
Use d20s for combat checks and d100s for other things you want to roll, higher Is better.

Discord Link: https://discord.gg/Ge8ybTz
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>>2662603
>Irvis retreats to his tent, leaving you all to mill about the base until he needs you. The buildings around still bear the scars of the battle with the loyalists. For the last three months you have been living at this base on Excis II. The corpses of your former companions still litter the place. Some of them may have been friends that could not see the shape of the future to come, and now those fools are dead. Well, good riddance, now you can go try to take their things!

>Irvis pokes his head out of the tent

“Somebody go check on the armory and the motor pool and report back to me! I need to know how many guns, transports, and tanks we have left!”
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>>2662604
>the enginseer stands in front of the commander
I have the list already prepared you ungrateful flesh bang
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>>2662604
> just outside the base on the edge of the forest there is a small camp manned by men with a white armband around their left arm

> they are armed with Stubbers and autoguns a few crack missiles dispersed among them

>>2662670

> moments later three men comes up behind the former enginseer the one in front speaks up

so we were promised resupply of ammunition we have not goten any yet so you tell me who is ungrateful

> all three are armed with autoguns
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>>2662670
>The commander rips the list out of his hands

"Let's see here... we were never well equipped to begin with, and even more of our stuff was damaged in the fight..."

>He studies it more closely

"Just enough lasguns so that everyone can have one, thank the gods. Three odd boltguns, Khorne help us, only a single plasma gun and a single melta? Ugh. The heavy bolter still works, but we're low on ammo, we've got a ton of autocannon ammo but both of 'em are broken. Lascannon's completely wrecked."

>Irvis lights up a cigar

"Two chimeras still working, one of which needs repairin' to work at full capacity, the sentinel's missing a fucking leg, and the Russ is outa commission until we can get parts for it. Fuckin' Imperials, even when we worked for them they didn't give us what we needed. Leave me Cogran, I need to check up on the supply time tables."

>>2662677
"We don't got fucking ammo for your autoguns, and we don't have any extra lasguns to give you. We're planning a raid to get you what you need though, be sure of that."
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>A man wearing a gas mask sits to the side, a las gun placed next to him while he fiddles with some sort of explosives excitedly, an absurd amount of grenades strapped to every possible body part that one could attach explosives to looks up at the Commander and cocks his head to the side.

"So, just to clarify, when we go on this raid, what am I allowed to make explode and what do we actually need?"
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>>2662681
so what we have been doing for years then

ok ill be committing some of my men to such an operation

> he looks into the mag on his autogun and then the 3 on his person one empty 2 full and one half full

i say me and my men have ammo for about seventy two hours at this point so better make this count so I will participate to make sure nothing goes wrong
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>>2662677
I never promised anything to you lowly meat puppets.
>>2662681
there you go again.
go do this go do that never any thank you for fixing everything that we brake just complaining and complaining and you never deliver on your promises even when I do everything
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>>2662696
>Irvis exits the tent

"We're going to be hitting a supply convoy transporting gear from the PDF to other regiments on the planet. You are allowed to *damage* the chimeras and trucks, but not destroy them. We need what's inside as well as spare parts from the vehicles."

>>2662697
"Good, we could use the help."

>Irvis shouts
"If anybody would like the privilege of using some special or heavy weapons, we've got a plasma gun, a melta gun, and a couple of bolters! If any of you shits with friends want the heavy bolter you can have it, but it's low on ammo!"
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>>2662708
"Hey Cog, I'm working to get you the parts to fix the damn things. Lay off."
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>>2662708
"To be fair, you kinda signed up for this, buddy."

>>2662710
"Alright then, that I can work with! When are we moving out?"
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>>2662710
god

> he signals to a one of men beside him

tel camp to prepare a team i want volunteers for a supply run make sure to take prepare one of the missile’s

> then he turns back to the commander

well be ready when you are

>>2662708

> as they hear this one of the men behind him points his gun at cogran

don’t

> then he turns to the enginseer

you stop that ash fuck
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>>2662710
>>2662715
good some acceptable news
>>2662728
When this whole chaos thing happened they said that I would cast of my masters not just have someone else have me do the exact same thing but for different masters.
>>2662731
as for you meat bag
>looking at the soldier
don’t you dare go pointing a gun at a servant of the true omnissiha
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>>2662728
>>2662731
"Alright then, we're moving out! Bring what weapons as you will! The caravan is passing by not too far from here, we'll be traveling on foot!"

>Irvis leads the regiment out of the base, leaving behind a skeleton crew to hold down the fort as the rest of the regiment travels down the beaten dirt road out of the base and then into the forest. After traveling for an hour, Irvis signals the regiment to stop and gather round.

>You stand near the edge of the tree line. next to a rough and cracked paved road. The only sounds you can hear are the chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves in the trees. Irvis checks his chrono

"They'll be passing through here in two minutes. Two chimeras and a supply truck. Total of 10 to 15 men total. We're going to be taking out the men walking alongside the convoy, then aim for the driver of the truck, then the turrets of the Chimeras, unless one of you geniuses has a better idea about how to go about this. The gods award guile and cunning."
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>>2662757
"You should have expected it."

>>2662772
"How about we drop a tree or two on the road, set it on fire when they get here so they go through slower and then attack their flanks?"

>Pyrrhus looks down at the road while casually playing with one of his grenades, occasionally turning to look at the Commander as he speaks.
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>>2662778
"You got something to chop down a tree with? I don't got a chainsword son."
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>>2662780
>He holds up the same grenade he was playing with.
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>>2662772
We could prevent them from leaving by felling a tre in front of the convoy

And we should deploy on both sides the road to make sure there's no one that escape

the anti vehicle specialist should probably aim for the vehicles in the front and back

> As he is talking his men are crossing the road
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>>2662784
>Irvis nods

"Cutting down a tree seems to be a theme."

>>2662781
"We are not using a grenade to cut down a tree. Anyone got anything else for tree chopping?"
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>>2662788
Usually I have more than two minutes to prepare an ambush and to fell a tree large enough in time we might have to use extreme measures

Do you have the ability to do a remote detonation if so we might rig a tree to blow falling over the road when they arrive in the ambush zone
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>>2662799
"Pyrrhus has enough frag and kraks to blow most things up. Remote detonation we don't have, but we do have string and wire if you can quickly rig somethin' up."
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>>2662803
My people usually don't have explosives so we lack experience with it but if you have people with the necessary experience to do so I would recommend it

So what will be the signal to initiate the ambush
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>>2662803
>Pyrrhus stays silent, though nods along, motioning to all the explosives strapped to him.
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Rolled 61 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2662803
And ofcourse that has to be me
>starts rigging up the explosives
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>>2662810
>Cogran is fairly sure he correctly set up the grenades to all go off at the same time and blow the tree down

>Irvis nods at his handiwork

"Now, anyone here got any preparations you'd like to make? They're nearly on us."
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Rolled 71 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2662814
I better join my men then

> he runs over to the other side his men already having started hiding their positions
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>>2662814
>You feel an aura of dark pleasure and perfection surround you as Evangelus walks up from behind

What issssss the mission today?
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>>2662822
"Ah, greeting's Evangelus, how goes the will of Slaanesh this day? Truly your presence with us here is a sign from the dark gods. Today we are pouncing upon a little protected caravan of supplies. When they pass by, we are going to down a tree with explosives and ambush them. I would like you to attack them however you please, however do not destroy the transport truck or seriously destroy either of the chimeras."
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>>2662822
Tell me servant of slanessh do your patron only favor the cravings of the flesh or does she see the beuty of the machine.
>>2662826
Good "comander" you at least see that we need materials
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Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>2662826
Ah, how fruitful. Yessss... a ssssacrifice to the gods... I shall herald a sssssummoning of daemonettesss to help usssss...
>>2662840
Slaanesh sees beauty in many thingsss Cogran...

Oh Slaanesh, sssee that we are in need of your beauty...

>Evangelus attempts to summon Daemonettes to aid the regiment.
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>>2662857
>The fabric of reality shifts and buckles. The chirping of birds turns into horrific screeching, the soft rustle of leaves in the wind turns into a howling gale. The air itself rips open and out steps a lithe and purple woman, one hand ending in a wicked crab claw

>Every man and woman looking upon her is flushed with momentary feelings of pleasure and arousal. Everyone present has their soul touched in a minor but dark manner

“He he He he... brought to the materium have I? I smelled corpse worshippers approaching. They had better be a feast, or I’m taking one of you with me.”
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>>2662872
god damit that one will not be able to hold steady

> he says as he sees the deamonet on the other side of the road
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>>2662872
Oh! How you are so beautiful... A shard of the most gracious dark prince...

>Evangelus sheds a tear of joy at the sight.

Such... perfection...
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>>2662883
>>2662872
"That beastie isn't shit."
>Sheathes Glaive
>Slams table and set of chairs on the ground
"Lets see how you do in a game of strategy and strength, a long and storied game where you must force the other players arm to the ground to establish dominance."
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>>2662901
“What the fuck are you doing? We’re laying a fucking ambush for a supply convoy!”
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>>2662872
I see so that is the Princes minions look like.

Please be minfull of their equipment your magnificense as I will need the parts to further modify my body to perfection
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>>2662910
"I am arm-wrestling this crab-fiend!"
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>>2662915
Perhapsssssss later...

We must conduct the will of the dark gods...
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>Flagg moans, stirring from his cot in the hab-tent
>he makes his way out towards the mustering ground
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>>2662932
>The Imperial convoy approaches down the road. A chimera, the truck, and a chimera again in a line. On each side of the road marches 4 guardsmen, 6 with lasguns, two with plasma guns. As the convoy reaches reaches the designated point, Cogram’s trap detonates and the tree falls. However, his calculations were not perfect, and the tree crushes part of the front chimera

>Irvis curses, due to the possibility of valuable parts being wrecked, before raising his gun to the air

“Attack! For Chaos!”
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>2662932
"Hmmph, the dark gods wish us to charge straight at this convoy."
>Arms crossed
>Leans back

>>2662940
"Welcome to the fun tax-collector, sticking around after all? Thought you would of died by now."

>>2662951
"Looks like we're going in then, hnngh."
>Unsheathing Glaive
"Blood, hnngh, for the blood god!"
>Charging
"Skulls for the skulls throne!"
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Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>2662951
>Evangelus laughs maniacally, before attempting to cast a pleasure spell, causing some of the enemy have an insatiable need to pleasure eachother and to not attack us.
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Rolled 3, 18 = 21 (2d20)

>>2662951
Ok men that's our cue

> jaan and his men open fire first roll for jaan and small arms second roll for krack missile at the vehicle furthest back
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2662951
>The Daemonette charges the convoy, her speed unparalleled! She swipes at the imperials with her claws'
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Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2662951
>Cogran fires s hot with his lass pistol at one of the guardsmen.
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>>2662959
>Flagg leans against a crate, putting a hand to his gut as if he were in pain
Yyyou will find that I am not ssso easy to kill...
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>>2662981
"Hnngh, Blood, hnngh, fight with me, Hnngh, clerk."
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>>2662997
>the former administratum adept's voice is strained and his breathing is labored, as if he were under immense pressure
I shall... I shall help you kill the loyalists.
>he draws his laspistol
>warp-sensitives might notice a pervasive feeling of wrongness radiating from Flagg
>those with the true sight might see that instead of a hand, he grips his pistol with a flesh-colored tentacle
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Rolled 17, 4, 17, 15 = 53 (4d20)

>>2662959
>The hellion charges forward and thrusts downward, but a gaurdsman catches their blade with a lasgun, gritting his teeth as he does so. He pushes her back and then fires wildly at the hellion. First roll.

>>2662965
>Three of the guardsmen are utterly affected. Two of them immodestly begin getting intimate, while the third screeches and melts into a mass of tentacles and sexual organs.

>>2662966
>The back Chimera suffers critcal damage and stops moving. The heavy bolter on its hull turns towards the firerer of the rocket. Second roll.

>>2662969
>The daemonette neatly and perfectly bisects a guardsman, his blood spatter creating a beautiful pattern on the ground below. A guardsman panics, and charges her with a bayonet. Third roll.

>>2662977
>One of the guardsmen is largely protected by his flak armor, but still falls over. From the ground, he shouts
“For the Emperor!”
>And fires back with his lasgun. Fourth roll.

>Three guardsmen pile out of each of the chimeras and take cover
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>2663032
>Shielding herself with her arm, the las-fire scorching it horribly
"Hnngh, Die."
>Trying to smash through the lasgun and behead the guardsman
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Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>2663032
>Unaffected, Evangelus attempts to steal the souls of the guardsmen, converting them to either daemonettes or chaos spawns
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>>2663032
>Flagg begins to giggle madly while whispering under his breath
>despite this, his chant is audible to most within 50 meters
No one can save the pure or the brave,
No one can save them at all...
Grow and decay, grow and decay,
It's only forever...
>he begins walking towards the guardsmen at a leisurely pace
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Rolled 3, 10 = 13 (2d20)

>>2663032
Continue firing

> both rolls are autogun fire against the enemy ground forces as they have fired their rocket

> 2 and one quarter mags left
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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2663032
>The Daemonette searches for any more guardsmen to brutally murder. She pounces on one, slamming her claw into his neck.
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Rolled 10, 4, 8, 11, 10, 2 = 45 (6d20)

>>2663044
>Blessings Of Khorne upon her, as she slashed straight through the gun and into his head.
>A guardsman screams in anger and pulls out a knife
“I’ll fuckig kill you bitch! Dieeee!”
>He lunges at Xial. First roll.

>>2663047
>The two guardsmen, already affected by the power of Slaanesh, quickly dissolve into piles of pulsating and rainbow hued sexual organs.
>One of the guardsmen finally notices the swirling lights
“Witch! A witch!”
>He level’s his lasgun and fires it full auto at Evangelus. Second roll.

>>2663048
>One of the guardsmen flees in terror into the woods, only to be stabbed to death by other members of the regiment. Another steels his nerves and fires at the approaching hooded man. Third roll.

>>2663059
>Two guardsmen get it in the arms and legs, groaning in pain but not yet dead. The struggle to hold their guns, but their companions tell them to stay down as their fire at Maide and his squad. Fourth and fifth rolls.

>>2663084
>The guardsman screams in pain, followed by ecstasy, followed by the life finally fading from his mortal coil.
>A guardsman gets an odd look in his eye, a clam look, as he takes a grenade from his belt and pulls the pin
“For the Emperor...” he whispers
>The guardsman dives at the daemonette, grenade in hand. Sixth roll.

>Meanwhile, the supply truck backs up, trying to get passed the wreck chimera and back the way it came
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>2663115
>Narrowly knocks the knife away
"Hnngh, Blood, your skull, hnngh."
>Trying to rip his head off with her hands
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Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>2663115
>Evangelus dodges the aim of the guardsman, now looking to the supply truck. He attempts to summon slaaneshi tentacles from the warp to tie the truck down to the ground and to stop it from moving
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2663115
>The Daemonette dodges the man charging for her, causing him to explode with the grenade and the Daemonette not being harmed.

>The Daemonette pounces on another guardsman, viciously slashing into the man's chest.
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2663032
>having duked behind a tree when hit by the lass bolts in his right arm not used to combat
>>2663115
>Corgan now tries to shoot the truck driver
You guys even force me to be apart of missions this is worse than before
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2663115
>Flagg seems to have snapped out of his fugue state
>he stops chanting and focuses on the guardsman whose lasbolt just went over his shoulder
>he fires with his pistol
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>2663115
>out of the smoke of the fight Antaloth sprints in!, auto gun blazing
Just as planned!
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>2663166
>>out of the smoke of the fight Antaloth sprints in!, auto gun blazing
>Just as planned!
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Rolled 14, 16 = 30 (2d20)

>>2663115
> one of his men are hit and is wounded the other shots hit the prepared cover splinters lightly wounding another one

Someone get that driver

> they continue firing at the guardsmen (first roll) one of them shoot at the driver (second roll)

> one and three quarters mag left
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Rolled 5, 3, 8 = 16 (3d20)

>>2663126
>He grabs her hand
“Fuck that! I’m not going to let you take my head! Fuck you, I’ll take your head!”
>He attempts to grab her head. First roll.

>>2663127
>Purple tentacles burst from the ground and wrap themselves around the truck. A few tentacles enter into the cab and start to violate the driver as He squeals like a pig.

>>2663129
>The guardsman shoves her off and fires at her wildly with his lasgun. Second roll.

>>2663151
>The shot is blocked by a pulsating tentacle currently descending down the driver’s throat.

>>2663153
>The shot goes wide. The guardsman fires back. Third roll.

>>2663168
>two guardsmen fall dead to the hail of JUST AS PLANNED? bullets.


>>2663170
>Two guardsmen fall. Again, shooting at the driver at this point is moot since he is being violated by tentacles.
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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2663219
>Punching the Guardsman until his skull shatters
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2663219
...
Despicable

>he looks down at the scene with the driver from the treetops before leaping down to gaze at him through the front window

>he plants a bolter shell through the mans brains before throwing his knife at any nearby loyalists
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Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>2663219
>Evangelus attempts to summon a slaaneshi tentacle to strangle one of the last guardsmen
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>>2663219
They are occupied area secured

Let's get that amo before some of those other guys take it

> jaan and his men quickly moves to the supply trucks and starts to unload autogun and stubber amo together with more krack missiles and other necessary things
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>>2663219
>Runs up to one of ones he shot and slides over to him, hes bleeding out.
Sshhh Shh there there, it will all be over soon
>he places the edge of a black blade against his throat and saws his way to the bone. Looking at the bloody blade in satisfaction he places the blood soaked black knife back into its sheeth
Now onto phase 4...
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>>2663219
If anyone shoots at me it is you guys fault.
>Cogran walks up to the truck and starts looting the truck
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Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>2663243
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>>2663248
>the cultist with the odd helmet walks up to you

I recognise a servant of Change when I see one.

Who are you?
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>>2663275
I am Antaloth. My birth given name is lost to the winds of change as are all things. And you?
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>>2663248
>makes a sour face as Anthaloth slices some dudes throat open
Hey uh... You gonna eat that? Hahaha....
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>>2663272
>Evangus temporarily floats in the air before crashing to the ground.
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>>2663305
>Glances at you with his blood covered gas mask. The green lenses offering no amusement
...
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>>2663309
>Awkwardly looks away, avoiding eye contract with that fucking thing.
Yeah... nevermind.
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>>2663248
>>2663305
Why can't you Meatbags act locicaly instead if all If this eating this eating that
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Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>2663247
>>2663268
>The many wonderous things inside the truck! Autogun ammo to spare, a collection of plasma guns, flak armor, lasguns, rations, and most excitingly, a lascannon.

>All in all, the supplies are enough to take the Regiment from being under-supplied to a bare bones operation. Irvis will be pleased.

>And, within a box hidden under the driver’s seat is...
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>>2663321
At least I don't look like I worship a truck...
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>>2663321
>looks to the helmeted cultist
I thought they were supposed to be smart
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>>2663325
>A very shiny Aquila amulet with a ruby set into it!
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>>2663306
>Evangelus lies on the ground, a huge grin plastered over his face over the destruction he had caused.

>Wincing in pain, Evangelus slowly climbs to his feet, cracking his neck and pampering his face.

Wonderful...
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>>2663289
Operator 7.
I follow the winds of change, which have lead me here.
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>>2663325
Oh the opportunities that lie in wait...
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>>2663272
>The daemonetee moans as she rubs blood on herself

“Mmm... you sure do know how to find a good fight. I’ve got to go now, but keep pleasing the Prince and you’ll go far!”

>She dissolves into a sludge while laughing, and soon after the sludge evaporates
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>>2663334
Good, then youve heard the whispers in the shadows brother. I have too.
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>>2663329
>Shattering the amulet with a overhead strike
"Filthy religious idolatry, nary a skull on it."
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>>2663341
>Evangelus plants his face to where the sludge was, taking a huge whiff

Ohohoho...my dearest your sights will be dearly missed...
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>>2663343
Schemes to be made, schemes to pick up and finish. Hard to ignore, less whispers and more screams
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>>2663349
So... Are we all talking in riddles now?
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>>2663326
The truck is a creation if the holy omnissahia but I do not worship it I may use it to further my asseniton into the perfect life force A man or pure logic and the full strength of the machine.
>>2663327
I can hear you flesh pupet
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>>2663351
Of course not, there is no “We” at all

Who even are you?
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>>2663349
We can help eachother. You have your commands and i have mine, we like have the same goals but i must never tell...
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>>2663365
Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce myself to the others.
Just ignore me. I'm here for my own reasons.
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>>2663353
>Irvis finnishes stomping the face in of a trooper before approaching

“Make sure to scavenge parts from the chimeras! We need them to fix our own, and these ones aren’t fucking going anywhere!”

>He sees a still living trooper

“He, still alive are you? You all did quite well today; whoever wishes and is able to stake the claim may take this man as a slave!”
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>>2663353
You were meant to
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>>2663377
ME
I NEED HIM
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"...and the abominate flesh shall rise up and consume the hearts of the true. And the dead will know no mercy. The darkness behind the stars will reign supreme and all shall be returned."
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>>2663377
>>2663384
"Let him fight, another soldier for our cause."
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>>2663377
I need a flesh pupet for my workshops or I will not be abe to work at full efficency
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>>2663325
Now boys take this back to camp I'll talk to the neighbours make sure they know

> jaans men take the amo and some flack vests before returning to camp jaan has also resupplied now having 5 magazines fully loaded

>>2663351

Hey your acting more sane than the others may I ask who you are

> jaan is standing there next to him
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>>2663384
“Well then, it seems Antaloth wants the man! Anyone else want to lay claim? If there’s a disagreement either make a deal or fight it out.”

>>2663386
“A very nice sermon, Flagg. You did well.”
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>>2663401
"I will lay claim to him."
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>>2663377
And yrkes comander i will scavenge the chimeras I am no child like some others here
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>>2663370
Don’t get in my way and we won’t have any disagreements.
>>2663374
Unimportant then.
>>2663386
Who is this?
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>>2663401
I need him for my workshops and he can't use hI'm so I should be the defult
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>>2663396
Who said i was going to kill him? I have plans for this worm trust me.
>he looks to Op 7 for backup
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>>2663425
"I don't trust you, you stink of lies and deceit, give me the slave."
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>>2663377
Why have slaves

> looks him dead in the eyes

They are useless in our position and simply a waste of resources like any captive they are to be released to spread fear or killed to preserve resources
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>>2663425
Could be fun. Who knows what we could use the pawn for.
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>>2663425
And I have a real reson to have him and If you don't give him to me your weapons will permanently be on the bottom of the meintene pile
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>>2663436
"Nay he is mine, and you don't touch my weapons."
>Eye twitching
"Hnngh."
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>>2663430
>grabs his auto rifle
I will give you one chance to back away blood fiend.
>racks the slide
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>>2663431
>Irvis smiles

“This is a reward for their loyalty and skill. However, if you wish to use him as a device to alert the enemy of our larger presence go ahead, fight for ownership of him.”
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>>2663432
>nods in confirmation
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>>2663439
If you don't want them functioning then fine but know this all weapons in this regiment pass my workshop eventually
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>>2663450
>>2663440
>>2663441
>>2663431
"Hnngh, a solution, hnngh."
>Knocks the slave out
"We decide, hnngh, later."
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>>2663452
>He shrugs

“Honestly, a surprisingly regrant but temporary solution. Indeed, bring him back to base.”
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>>2663452
>lowers his weapon in anger
Fine!
>mutters to himself
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>>2663452
>Cogran pick the slave up with his mechatendrites
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>>2663441
My lord...
>Flagg bows before his master
Do you have need of me?
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>>2663450
Good thing I'm not in it

> checks his autogun

>>2663452

That's waist it is useless we should be pragmatic about this. We should just kill him now
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>>2663469
I highly doubt a "commander" cant see the opportunities we can have for him
we can show him the power of the Dark Gods.
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>>2663486
Yeah, I'm going to have to agree with him this time around...
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>>2663467
“Only your continued dedication Flagg.”

>>2663486
“Indeed, there is some value in him as a sacrafice, however he is fairly lowly. His death in tirtusl will not curry much favor.”
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>>2663491
And you 'Cas' youve always been the black sheep. you should come with me and 7 here. I think we can be friends.
I know this revolution has caused alot of nerves to be startled but trust me Tzeentch has a plan for all of us
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>>2663486
>dangeling the slave over himself
He is mine
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>>2663497
And why would coming with you be a good idea?
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>>2663486
I am not commander of any one here right now my group is the omakaiste. Everyone with one of these...

> points to the white armband

... are one of mine

We care little for your goods so I don't understand what I would gain from this
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>>2663493
Then give him to me! You have my word that no harm will befall him as long as he is in my care. I assure you. as i seem to be the only one who wants him to live.
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>>2663410
>Flagg's voice is still breathy and weak
I am Augustus Flagg, agent of Lord Irvis.
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>>2663507
And waist food why would you want that
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>>2663500
Because Im not as crazy as i look. I dont do anything without understanding the consequences of it first. and ive already decided that you dying only hurts my efforts
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>>2663512
Yeah well I mean... Thanks?
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>>2663510
Because I see deeper purpose in him. He can do great things for us and for Chaos.
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>>2663517
So just come with me then and we can be friends. We may all serve Darkness but not always to the same ends.
>glances at hellion
just trust me on this one.
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>>2663507
>starts to pick apart a chimera the slave stil hnging over him
He is mine I need him
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>>2663522
Alright... But I'm bringing my rape whistle.
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>>2663528
Dont need that around me but others...
>glances at the oiled up crab man
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>>2663531
>glances at that "thing" and looks back at Antaloth
I see what you mean.
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>>2663509
An agent

Well what missions have you done

I once to get supplies and training returned to the pdf with some greens we were under cover for half a year before we escaped it was intense
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>>2663539
This sort of thing... would be unwise for me to reveal.
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Rolled 1 (1d100)

A fair distance away, someone was walking through the forest, on the move seeing how they were now stuck on the planet and had to be careful. They couldn't go to any sort of civilian center or they would instantly be put to work for the imperium, the one thing they really and truly hated. However something distracted them from continuing to walk where they were headed, the sounds of combat in the distance, and soon enough rising smoke. They quickly would move to see what was going on from a distance and would spot the convoy that was now being looted. For the moment however, they would try to remain hidden, simply watching silently.
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>>2663632
"Well hello there little lady, what's someone like you doin' in a place like this?"

>Suddenly, an incredibly tall man covered in scars is behind you, pointing a gun at your head
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>>2663638

After slamming her hand to her forehead the stranger speaks "For fucks sake... Alright I heard the noise and saw the smoke and was wondering what was going on. So, how about you kindly tell me if your bandits, deserters, rebels, invaders or something else." Anyone who looked at this person would see a short redhead in a heavy jacket that had an odd symbol on it and a pair of goggles resting on the top of their head.
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>>2663712
"The second and third things. Now then, let me give ya a question: Are ya gonna be a corpse, a slave, or a friend?"
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>>2663720

"Let me ask you a question that will give you my answer, thoughts on the regime known as the imperium of man? Because from the looks of things it's not thought of as very highly by you, which is a good thing in my opinion."
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>>2663735
"The corpse emperor can suck his own necrotic dick, we serve gods that are actually real."
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>>2663736

"Haven't heard anyone call him that before, but I have to say it's good. Because seriously fuck him and the bastards who venerate him as they invaded my home, killed the king, made anyone who fought against them that they were able to catch line up at the wall or sent them off to who knows where, and destroyed my LARC 18 Roc while it was on the ground. So, I believe that all things considered I'm your friend... Though, I have to ask, what do you mean by god's that are real?"
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>>2663769
"The Emperor is just a fucking corpse on a shitty throne. The gods in the Warp are real. The power of Chaos can be felt. The gods recognize their worshippers with gifts. Their eternal servants may be summoned to aid us."
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>>2663778

"Makes sense that they'd be following a dead man, but uhh...don't really know what to say about this warp thing...isn't that just the thing used for travel by...you know what? I'm just not going to question it for now. You believe...that...I'll be...helping you guys I guess...not like I found anyone else working against them since I was forced to leave."
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>>2663787
"Awesome, lemme show you to the commander. Irvis can tell ya more if you want. didn't catch your name by the way."
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>>2663855

"My name is Brunhilde Von Bothmer. I hope this Irvis is a reasonable man, even if you and others here are forced to do unreasonable things. Please, lead the way."
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>>2663900
>The commander looks up as you approach. He is wearing what appears to be the modified uniform of a commissar, though you note that it has some bullet holes and blood stains that imply the previous owner was not quite willing to give them up. He wears a bolt pistol on his belt, and it has been carved with an eight-pointed star. He smiles at your approach.

"You don't need to say anything. I can tell just by looking at you that you wish to join out cause."
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>>2664027
>Observing
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>>2663621
Ok then I'll leave you to it then

> he walks back to base and sits down on the edge of the camp used by him and his men

> he starts looking through papers
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Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>2663524
>Corgan is now finished desasembling the front chimera and starts walking back with the salvege to the base. (Roll för salvege?)
This is why I need him
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>boy sure did give chimera a good cyberdonging oil all over the place!
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>>2664777
Wat are you doing in my workshop.
>Sees what he is doing
That is an interesting way of pleasing the machine spirit... Will it help performance.
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>>2664783
>looks up
oh yeah look the sparkling exhaust ports
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>>2664783
the machine spirit is very happy it's more open to our cause now
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>>2664789
^oh
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>>2664786
In the future can you refrain from oiling yourself all over my power tools.
>looks at the exhast ports
Ohh that thing agein
Anyway who in the name of the omnissahia are you
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>>2664795
My name was giving to me in my first rest cycle after i rejected the old ways "Dongus Maxius"
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>>2664795
speaking of rest cycles i'm due for one
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>>2664809
You better have worked thru at least half of that pile over there when I get back or you wont be permited in my workshop again.
>points at a pile of weapons on need of meintence
>cogran walks back to the ambush site and starts dissembling another chimera
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Hear ye, loyal ssservants of the dark godsss... there is a mission today we mussst complete...

>Evangelus brings out a corrupted dataslate, showing an imperial munitions placement

We mussst destroy them...
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>Flagg is busy taking stock of the new materiel on a dataslate
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>>2664930
I stand ready to serve. Chaos, consume us.
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>>2664930
Get me a catalog of every single POI stationed in the munitions stash and I can have it done in a negative amount of time
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>>2664930
>Irivis looks over the dataslate

“A bit... sticky, but good infor anyways. However, munitions placement should not be our primary target at the moment. The corpse worshippers are still largely unaware of us, so it is still the time to strike more valuable targets which contain more valuable assets for our cause. Come, I shall explain more back at the base.”

>Irvis organizes the rest of the troops and you all move back the path you came to your base. The path seems... changed from when you last walked it not too long ago. The birds have disappeared, and the sounds on the wind seem more ominous

>Irvis has a table set up and a map of the area places onto it

“We are in a prime position to strike at valuable enemy stores and such. There are a few items of interest that could make quite the interesting next target. The first is a collection of warehouses to the southeast. There, the enemy is storing munitions and supplies. If we take that, we can equip our rank and file fully up to the standards the blind imperials should’ve had us up to in the first place.”

“The second possible target is a vehicle depot. Transports, heavy armor, a bit of aritallary. Only problem is that it’s a bit more heavily guarded than the other targets, however obtaining it would be a great boon.”

“The third target is a prison camp. Civilians, political dissidents, captured rebels, all being held there and worked to death. If we capture it, we would likely gain many willing to join us. For those unwilling, they will remain being worked to the bone, but for us rather than their false god.”

“Finally, there’s one more target in the area. The base of the 12th Eskin Mechanized Infantry Regiment. I don’t have to tell you how hard a target that is, but it’s destruction would Shirley bring favor from the gods.”

“Or, we could lay low a little longer. Occasionally raid convoys, see if we cannot send some infiltrators out.”
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>>2664930#
Where is that munitions placement exactly and do you need to use the chimeras.as I think I will atleast get one working at full capacity with these materials. The one your patrons flowers had some sensual conections with to be exact. If so you might have to wait a bit
>finishing the disassembly of the chimera
>>2664941
Everything in that base is a piont of interest as it contains the holy arms of the omnissahia that are to be used in his glorious liberation of this world meat bag
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>>2664942
We need the wehice depot as it's vehicles will be necessary if we are to make full use of the minions of the omnissahia.
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>>2664943
POI means person-of-interest you uneducated cyber flute
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>>2664947
I have a cyber flute as one of my many augments thank you
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>>2664950
What would even be the purpose of such a device?
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>>2664942
> Jaan walks in leaving his guards outside

So you're here talking strategy without me

> looks at the sorcerer

And instead with that guy

When it comes to strategy I am the one you should ask not him

And I say low level raids as together we are not even close to the strength necessary for the more difficult targets and we don't want to increase the target on our backs
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>>2664951
To play the omnissahias holy music as you would understand if you did not eat the waste of birds on a regular basis
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>>2664960
If by holy music you mean unintelligible static then sure.
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>>2664956
The bone racks argument is a logical one and fits into my threat assessment
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>>2664930
And you

You said destroy munitions dumps

> he stares in anger

You never destroy something that can be used as supply is limited
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>>2664956
“I speak with my trusted advisors and companions first because they are memebers of the regiment, and fellow servants and champions of Chaos. You are an ally, not a memeber. However, you are skilled in this matter of work, so I will consider your words carefully.”
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>>2664961
Different machines have different tastes some like my music. Tho I have found that the biological machines typically dislike it
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>>2664961
I'm of a mind with 7, I think these mechanicus freaks are crazier than I am, and not because the God's favor them they're just mentally disabled
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>>2664972
As i am no longer part of the mechanicus I chose to not take that as an insult and instead say that I agree with the sentiment but not the wordings.
Also note that you are realy close to geting on my list
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>>2664978
I'm on alot of lists. Look if it makes you feel better they tell me that I should try and help you stay alive so I'm not going to Stab you unless they say otherwise
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>>2664965
How real their powers may be and I have seen your demonstrations...

> he straighten out his uniform

... at the moment your men are not prepared for what is to come

> looks at the people in the room

What is this with the parade uniforms and bright colours you can all be seen as if you were white on black

Get loser clothes and get some camouflage att least tone down the colours for fuck sake, if you don't want to be the distraction every time even when the plan says otherwise
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>>2664984
I am not supposed to be on the front bone rack. and I have no black robes around at the moment and these wI'll be black soon anyway
>>2664981
Who are they and why are you trying trying threaten me.
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>>2664984
"Brightly colored clothing? You need to get your eyes checked out. We're mostly wearing our old gear we were provided when we were still working for the enemy but painted with the symbols of our gods, all of those in pretty dark colors."
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>>2664990
That you are wearing is a parade uniform

and the paint on them just makes it worse

Most are not as outrageous as the sorcerer

I don't want the only ally I have to lose forces unnecessarily for stupid reasons that's all
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>>2665000
"I'm wearing a fucking commissar's uniform I peeled off him after I beat him to death. It's fucking dark colored."
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>>2664942
>>2665000

"I believe my uniform is fine. Its mostly just brown, with some lighter and darker bits in some places. I have to say though that as much as I like the idea of destroying an entire regiment to get back at those bastards, Its probably not the best idea to remove the element of surprise from us...Unless you think you can kill a whole regiment without them ever reporting that they where under attack anyway."
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>>2665002
I will stand by if you need me to infiltrate. I've collected guardsman uniforms, both from a sergeant and a trooper.
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>>2665002
For you it is not the colour that is the problem but that a commisar uniform is more or less a parade uniform with gold and everything

As you are not to be expected on the frontline I will not puch this further but I want you to think about it

> looks around

Now what do your men know about concealing once location

>>2665008

You have an acceptable uniform and unless the mechanics here can cook up a jamming device capable of taking down guard vox systems that would be suicide
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>>2665011
Actually good point what do we have for information on these sites

Maps, guard rotations, available vox units, frequency of cheekups and such information
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>>2664966
Who are you even aligned with?
>>2664972
He may be deficient in his mental patterns
>>2665017
What’s the favourite colour of the guard patrol members?
Relationships, lost family members?
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>>2665002
My eyes tell me that it is more of a very dark crimson in some places curently
>>2665011
Acording to my assessment of likelyhood of death I do not recommend sending out the comanding officer as an inliltrator as such a mission has a 99% chance of death if detected
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>>2665017
"We have a bit of that. Vox frequencies they use, a few access codes that are about a week old."
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>>2665018
No we don't need to know them personally just were they are expected to be at any given moment

For example we can evade the vox problem by attacking during the shift change or something
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>>2665017

"Well, If you need me too I can try and spy on them from a distance, basically do scouting and all that. Learn their patrol routs, their shift changes, so on and so on."
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>>2665018
I am aligned only to the most holy omnissahia curently as none of the gods of the empyrean has captured my interest as of yet tho the prince of perfection seeks to some of my desires I see it as ilogical to limit one self to a path before all facts are known
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>>2665028
> looks at her left arm

You are not one of mine

I shall therefore not give you any orders

I think you're boss is getting iritated enough with me as is
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>>2665032

"I may not be one of your own but unless this is all some strange dream, Ludwig and the rest of the air command is dead along with the nation I served thanks to those damned imperials. Really, I'm just helping these guys because I haven't found anyone else working against them."
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>>2665045
"Worry not, you will find welcome here."
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>>2665045
Are you a local?

Because If so the situation here is different
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>>2665053

"Unless some really strange things happened, no, I'm not a local. My home is far away from here, and I had to leave it because I would undoubtedly be found if I stayed there and I know that they would probably execute me if they could. Though I take it you and this world is under a similar situation as mine, just with less enemies here..."
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"Hmm... yes, we should go scouting. Their main base is right out. The motor pool may be a good target, but so would the storage and the prison camp..."

>He turns to face everybody
"I require volunteers for a scouting mission!"
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>>2665087

"I already offered to go scouting, and I still am." Brunhilde would say before glancing at the others nearby "Who else is offering to come with me?"
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>>2665064
The world fell under imperial control for some time ago we have just refused to surrender
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>>2665094
>>2665087
Defenetly not me
I have work to do and I am to inportant Acording to my assessment
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>>2665099
"Speaking of work to do, go fix up the broken chimera and see what you can do about the russ and sentinel."
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>2665102
You don't have to remind me of my duties as my memory is perfect compared to yours comander I remember everything.
I was already going to do that
>Cogran walks out of the tent towards the workshop where he starts working on the chimera.
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>>2665113
>Fuck all forge worlds, it seems that the regiment's chimeras and the ones you scavenged are from entirely different forge worlds and STCs. The important parts you need to replace are incompatible
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>>2665087
I’m already going.
Catch up with me if you manage to make any of the vehicles work
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>>2665094
"I could use some, downtime."
>Smiles showing a set of bloody teeth
"Of course i won't object if we get into some trouble on this little expedition."
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>>2664988
"They" are the whispers in the dark. You will hear them too soon enough my iron boned friend, I'm not threatening you I'm assuring you. If you die it won't be because of me. That is all I can say
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>>2665000
>Tightens gas mask and straightens his overcoat
Hmph
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Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>2665120
I must make this work
>He tries to rig the parts together so they become compatible.
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>>2665209
>It *kind of* works. It would be better if you could have a fully compatible part, but you have the broken chimera up to near full capacity now, though you also have less resources to repair the russ
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Rolled 54 - 5 (1d100 - 5)

>>2665228
>looks at the suplies he as gathered
I can probably throw something together and say the Russ is working.
>starts working on rigging together the Russ with parts form different vehicles (-5 due to suply shortege)
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>>2665209
Engineer I have something for you, a token of good will I suppose.
>He reaches into his jacket and pulls out a small comet shaped medallion on an onyx chain, he holds it out to you in offering
Our God's only protect us when they want to and the slightest error will change how they feel about us. Take this and youl have the winds of change at your back.
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>>2665239
>Well, it wasn't running before, but the engine starts now at the very least. You can't get the turret to turn though, and it's missing some armored plating still
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>>2665087
I can send for some of my men we are ready for some scouting
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>>2665252
>picks up the amulet
I thank you even tho I put little weight in amulets or trinkets I see that this is inportant in your worship so I will treat it as a holy symbol and store as such
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>>2665195
I was not specifically talking about you but you should stop wearing red I was talking about pinky over there

> points at Evangelus
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>>2665186

"Getting into trouble on a scouting mission is not exactly a good thing when our job is to observe and make note of the enemies defenses, not attack them and make them stronger and expecting of a full force attack. You also might want to invest in some dental hygiene..."
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>>2665291
If you have anything that could dye this coat a dark blue it would make me very happy.
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>>2665308
Dark blue?

We might just have a way of creating that colour. it was used in our flags
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>>2665290
Thank you, I hope this eases tension between you and i. Whether you serve the Lord of change or no we are working towards the same goal.
>Offers a respectful nod and leaves
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Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>2665256
It is now technicaly running so I have done my job
>smiles
So now to the guns
>looks at the pile still as big as before
He better have a good excuse.
>Starts working on the gunns
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>>2665302
>Realizes her mouth is bloody and spits on the ground
"Ugh, forgot about that."
"Hnngh, i'll try and keep quiet."
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>>2665315
That would help me alot. I will remember this
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>>2665316
I am happy to inform you that you are off my list
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>>2665302
I agree and I will not hesitate to take care of anyone risking the success of the mission through reckless behaviour
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>>2665321
> he tells one of his guards to vox a request for some blue dye from camp some minutes later a man approach with a small bottle with a strong blue colour on the inside

> he takes the botle

Here is some real dye instead of the paint the other people here are using

> stretches out his hand as to hand it over

Don't harm or try to control me or any of my men
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"Ugh, it's like herding cats."

>Irvis pinches the bridge of his nose

>>2665302
>>2665186
>>2665324
>>2665157
"Brunhilde, 7, Xial'nac, whoever the hell Jaan decides to send! I'm sending you out to scout the enemy vechile depot!"
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Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>2665394
"Hnngh, understood sir."
>Sneaking through the trees with the rest of the scouting group
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Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>2665403
>Evangelus attempts to cast invisibility on the man to keep him from being detected
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Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>2665394
>Operator 7 casually walks in a completely straight line out of cover with the rest of the group
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>>2665412
>you recieve a call on your vox
Brother, its Antaloth. When you return i need your help with something. The warp whispers and they mentioned you in particular.
Antaloth out.
>static
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Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>2665412
>Evangelus tries to cast invisibility on Operator 7
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Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>2665394

Brunhild tries to follow the others, unlike them however, she actually attempts to sneak properly and not stick out like a sore thumb. Part of her thought maybe it would be best to be a solo mission with just her, but at least they would make a decent distraction in the worst case scenario.
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>>2665425
>...but fails from exhaustion from just recently casting a spell beforehand
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>>2665394
>(some time later )
>Cogran walks back into the comanders tent.
The chimera is now fully operational and the Russ is running but lacks fukl function and the can you please give this list to that administrator of yours. It is the list if guns I repaired.
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Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>2665394
> a slightly shorter than average man in a forest green uniform catches up with them his left arm has a white armband and he is holding an autogun equipped with 3 magazines total

Sort if I'm late boss wanted to give me the full briefing
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>>2665431
>Irvis compiles the list with other inventories to show the list of the regiment's battle equipment and gives it to Flagg

>1. Lasguns, pattern(s): various. Number: Enough for every soldier +20 extra.
>2. Autoguns, various. Number: 4. Ammo: low.
>3. Boltguns. Number: 5. Ammo: medium.
>4. Plasma Guns. Number: 3.
>5. Melta Guns. Number: 2.
>6. Heavy Bolters. Number: 2. Ammo: Medium
>7. Autocannons. Number: 2. Ammo: High
>8. Lascannons. Number: 1.
>9. Missile Launchers. Number: 3. Ammo: Low
>10: Chimera Transports. Number: 2.
>11: Leman Russ Battle Tank, Damaged. Number: 1. Ammo: Medium.
>12: Flak Armor. Number: Enough for every soldier. No spares.
>13: Scout Sentinels. Number: 1. Note:Missing leg.
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>>2665403
>>2665407
>>2665412
>>2665425
>>2665426
>The scout group makes their way through the forest and towards the imperial vehicle depot. Despite some... questionable decisions, they have remained unspotted, though there was a close call when 7 walked across a road. However, you are now near the edge of the treeline, and in the distance behind plasticreet walls is the depot.

>10 foot falls, one main gate, and one smaller on the south side. Most of the area os it is occupied by vehicles; chimeras, leman russes, tauroxes, hellhounds, sentinels. There is a landing pad for some type of aircraft, but it is currently empty.

>But the largest piece there, one that makes you quake with equal parts excitement and dread:

>A baneblade, one of the heaviest tanks in the Imperial arsenal. Just sitting there.
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>>2665511
>he throws a rock near the outskirts of the walls, testing for mines
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Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>2665511
> identifying the amount of guards and try to make out wich units they belong to

> he whispers

Remember not to attack we are here to scout nothing else
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>walks back into Cograns shop
Machine man, i have a task for you if youl have me.
My Autogun has seen worse for wear, it rattles (not in the good way) when i fire it and it jams often. not to mention its rate of fire and accuracy is mediocre at best. Do you think you can remedy this? il owe you one.
and if you have any leftover mask filters let me know
>cough
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Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>2665511

Brunhilde just quietly observes the depot, taking out a small notebook and writing down the number of vehicles, although what she wrote them down as where the designated names that where given to them by her nation when they invaded. Other then that she observed the soldiers, trying to figure out their patrols, routines, and guard changes.
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>>2665534
>Has yet to notice that she is invisible
"We should return to the Commander, tell him about the blade tank, hnngh. Being out here gives me a headache."
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>>2665514
>You're a bit far away from the base.

>>2665521
>You are able to note about 5 men, a group of two and one of three, patrolling outside the base. Inside, you can see approximately 20 men in and around the vehicles, though there may be more in the various buildings inside the walls.

>Additionally, you are able to see a group of soldiers in a different style of uniform near the bane blade. They appear to be arguing with a group of the base's soldier

>>2665534
With your own info as well as Alvar's, you think you have the patrol route down pretty well.
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>>2665538
Shh

Not yet there is still some more information we need before we can return
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Rolled 74 (1d100)

>Evangelus attempts to cast a shroud of invisibility around himself in order to get closer to the base
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>>2665538

"Blade? That thing is called a Morning Star...although I guess you call those other things then the military designations we gave them before they took over." Brunhilde quietly said as she wrote down a few things.
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Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>2665553
>Now invisible, Evangelus walks up right at the rim of the base, and kneels down pressing his fingers into the dirt. He then whispers to himself, saying prayers to Slaanesh as he taints the ground that the guardsmen walk on.
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>>2665555
I think we should withdraw now and report back to base
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>>2665636
"Hnngh, stinks of cowardice, hnng, but i agree."
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Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>2665644
Not cowardice as our mission is completed and we should never attract unnecessary attention to ourselves

> he starts to make his way back to base ( sneakynes)
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>>2665650
>Heads back to base, still invisible
>Nose starts to bleed
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>The scout team returns to base. Irvis awaits them, smoking a cigar

"You know, we're going to run out of these eventually. Damn shame. What'd you find?"
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>>2665661
"Blade tank, Brunhilde took notes."
>Blood dripping onto ground
"Sorcery tainted air, brain bleed."
"Many supplies, soldier aggression in air, they, hnngh, hate each other, hnngh, i think."
"I need, hnngh, to kill, or sleep."
>She stumbles off to sit in a corner and holds her head
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>>2665661
> he walks up Alvar having reported directly to him

There is a baneblade there so I recommend not engaging them as it would bring unnecessary attention and we would probably not be able to use it anyway
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>>2665540
>Wanders out of the trees, carrying a sack and a knife.
I brought some buscuits for you hungry soldiers, and some recaff as well.
I'd add a pic but it's difficult to find an image of someone with an apron that isn't a) obviously female or b) definitely lewd
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>>2665661

Brunhilde simply hands Irvis a notebook which on the cover has a symbol similar to the one on her jackets right lower arm, in it has numbers of soldiers, along with 'Shields' 'Swords' 'Spears' 'Axes' 'Whips' and a single thing called a 'Morning Star'. In it also contains a rough map of the base, patrols, and a few other important things.
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>>2665674
"...okay then. Sure."

>He whispers to the nearest person

"Please check if that's poison or not."
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>>2665674
> as Jay approach jaans guard raises his weapon but is quickly told of by a stare from jaan

No we will not have your things

> takes some dried meat from a pocket and eats it

So were where we
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>>2665683
>appears seemingly out of nowhere
Dont worry, the whispers said wed have a sympathetic visitor.
>takes cookie and takes a bite
mmm
>munch
Tasty
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>>2665701
I thought you might enjoy that.
>Smiles before a long, thin tounge flashes across to the bag and pulls another cookie to her mouth.
It's my favorite recipe.
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>>2665710
>takes another bite
These are good! what are they made from?
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>>2665722
So how is the dyeing going
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>>2665722
Butter, flour, sexual fluids, oats, sugar and love.
>She smiles sweetly.
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>>2665726
If i was going to die today the voices would have told me by now.
>much
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>>2665733
Not die

dye the thing
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>>2665736
Oh, well i still need the dye, no one has given me anything yet.
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>>2665730
>gives you a look of interest and a smile
The voices said youd be sweet and pretty, but not that pretty
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>>2665747
>Giggles
Well, aren't you a little charmer.
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>>2665759
>finishes cookie
well i have matters to attend to, thank you for your generosity, and your company
>leaves
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>>2665668
"So then, a fucking baneblade eh? You're right, probably not a good idea to go in there. So then, are you going to go scout out the prison camp or the storage camp or do you think we should just lay low?"
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>>2665785

"We should continue scouting. I'll need my notebook to write down what I see though, so when you are done with reading what I wrote, I would like it back."
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>>2665785
>appears seemingly out of nowhere
I mayyyy have a suggestion
>snickers
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>>2665796
"You are snickering. I don't like that, but you may speak."
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>>2665798
The denizens of the realm behind the stars have whispered to me... a small secret.
The commander at the base your friends scouted out is having a terrible time holding everything together, at the moment his little fortress is being held together by a thin thread of moral spun by that man. Take him out and the organization and coherency of the false emperor's puppets within the compound will unwind. that will give us the window we need to strike and kill, or capture who ever or whatever we need.
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>>2665803
"So an assassination? Hmm... I will speak with my other advisors."

>Irvis turns to the others he was speaking with

"Antaloth here believes that killing the commander of the vehicle depot base will cause it to all fall apart. If true, we could station a force outside the depot and attack when the chaos of the assassination reaches its height. Does anyone wish to support or argue against this plan?"
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>>2665813

"So long as communications between them and anyone else is severed before the assassination, I believe such an assault would be fine. however its extremely important that we do not let anyone escape, so surrounding the base entirely if we can would be wise. We also should scout out and strike at other nearby targets quickly after, so by the time they find out whats going on we have done too much damage for them to make a decent resistance."
>>
I believe we have someone who can do this job for us. someone who can get in and deal the deathblow specifically. The voices mentioned a particular name... and an oily one at that...
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Rolled 44 (1d100)

> buttons robe
Boss I worked on the guns like you asked
>Points shiny oily pile of las weaponry
They are now very well versed to our cause now


Idk if i should roll so disregard if you want
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>>2665966
Oh hello, i need your help with a mechanical issue later if you dont mind. also you wouldn't happen to have any *normal* gas mask filters would you?
>cough
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>>2666015
what do you need gas mask for don't you have filters in your lungs?
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>>2666015
here hook this tube to my lung port
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>>2666027
no thanks, i use fire alot, like, ALOT okay? And yea thats the mechanical problem i had before i need a flamer. mine was "misplaced" when i was apprehended by the authorities some time ago
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>>2666037
i'm sure i can find something in this pile lets look
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Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>2666048
lets see here
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>>2666067
>You find a lasgun somebody has doodled an eight pointed star on
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>>2666073
test gun on boulder
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Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>2666080
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>>2666087
>You realize only when nothing comes out that this lasgun is missing its power pack

>Somewhere in the universe, a sad trombone plays
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>>2666087
Hi! I want to join in this sneaky thing and I want your help with broadcasting the prince's music instead of distress signals.
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>>2665813
The problem is if we have tha baneblade it will attract unnecessary attention to ourselves leading to the entire the enemy concentrating alot of forces in this area just to get it back therefore even if we could take it what would be the point we don't have ammo for it or any spare parts for when it brakes down

>>2665742

> he takes the botle

Oh you didn't take it

> gives the botle

Now remember you are not to do any hostile or subversive actions against me or my men
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>>2666117
how about some moaning and gear screeching as well
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Rolled 16 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2665531
I will se what I can do
>takes the autogun
When did this start and have you miss treated the gun. And is there any deamon or other foreign warp entity in the gun. If this is of your patron have you tried changing the paint job.
>trying to check mechanical falures in gun
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>>2665966
Those guns had mechanical problems not problems with their conviction or loyalty. Tho oiling then might be a good idea did you observe the proper rituals of meintence.
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Rolled 5 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2666117
I can play the "music" of the machine.
>starts playing his cyber flute.(-10 due to mechanicus cyber flute music)
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>>2666883
i in fact did
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>>2666874
Its simply from over use, Ive been using it as a proxy until i get myself a flamer. Fire is my specialty hence the gas mask
>cough
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Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>2666901
Ok then you can stay
>>2666874
>>2666902
Ok because I can't identify any direct mechanical problems that might have coused your problems. I will try to give it the rituals of proper meintence and se if it fixes it.(1st roll+5)
For a flamer you will have to ask the administrator for a request form or he will most likely try to fley me alive.
Tho I think I have a gas mask somewhere around here and that should be no problem. (2nd roll)
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Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>2666903
2nd roll
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>>2666904
Excellent!
>undoes the clamps on his rusty gas mask to reveal a completely normal human face.
Try not to stare
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>>2666905
You had my hopes up with that gas mask
Can you give me your old one
>>2666903
>Finnishes the rituals of proper meintence
It should work fine now as long as you remember to aply the sacred oils and clean it regularly. It did have some pointed words about a mud pit and being used as a club but I trust that you would not use your weapon is sutch a disrespectful maner
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>>2666910
>gives you the old one and clamps on the new one and takes a deep breathe
Thanks for this, it is only a matter of time before i will be needing it alot. Now who should i talk to about getting a flamer?
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>>2666921
Flag is the administrator. You know that guy with the black robes that I have to give my log books to.
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>>2666921
>takes the gas mask
And before you go did you disrespect your dun be using it as a club
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>>2666665
Thanks for this, now il finally look my part
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>>2666931
I ran out of ammo okay? look im sorry but we have to do what we have to do. The weapon was made to kill and it killed very well indeed.
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>>2666932
Good remember this

And don't make me regret thinking of you as anything more than just another mad zealot
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>>2666933
That is understandable but remember to apologise to the gun afterwards next time as they do not like being used that way
>respectfully placeing the gas mask in a bin labeled old equipment in need of repairs
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>>2666095
Irvis i have a request, id like to requisition the next flamer we find intact, that doable?
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>>2666941
Oh i am much, much more i assure you. but you will learn in due time.
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>>2666953
Well well then

> takes another bite out of his dried meat

That can change

> throws a handbook at him

It's on partisan tactics you will need it

> he walks to the omakaiste camp
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>>2666958
“Do partisan tactics often involve the servants of the gods or using the powers of the warp!”
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>>2666986
Irivs about my request earlier?
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>>2666987
“You may have a flamer should we find one, yes.”
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"Alright then men, with the advise of several people, I have determined that hitting the enemy bases at the moment is inadvisable. So in the meantime, we will be hitting a few more supply convoys. Luckily, the schedule we received before we threw off our chains of oppression still works, but not for much longer. I'd like to hear all of your opinions on our possible targets."

>Irvis lays out a map

"Two of the supply convoys are fairly close to our position, and given the times scheduled, we would be able to hit both if we timed it right. One of them is really small, only meant to resupply some really small outposts that are scattered throughout the province. Honestly, we might just be able to send a small team to take that. The other one's a doozy though, really big. Tanks, guards, enough supplies to get us up to a very good spot. Then, there's the two that are far away. One's quite the juicy target, lots of good gear to take, and not too guarded; however it will be a bit of a trek out there. Finally, the last supply caravan is, well, a bit of a mystery. Its contents, nor destination are listed. It only seems to be on there to inform the corpse worshippers to stay from it when it passes by. And that, that is interesting to say the least."
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>>2667069
As we recently took a supply convoy near our position we might want to take one of the ones further away to make it harder to locate our base
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>>2667069
>polishing his lass pistol
I think I must keep this short as I must resume my duties but I can participate in a sulpy raid to make shure we get the important things
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>>2667069
Irvis, I need the next healthy prisoner. Preferably someone smart if thats too much to ask for. BUT NOT TOO SMART obviously
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>>2667069
The small one, we need to take that.
It’s clearly a diversion.
>>
And btw everyone. As much as it is important to keep a small footprint because we are low in number, remember communications are our top priority, if they send reinforcements or change forbid... the astartes we are ultra fucked. we need to target vox towers and networks. not convoys
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>>2666813
Oh, but of course.
>>2667069
The distant weird one sound fun, but I doubt I was sent with cookies because you have an abundance of supplies.
>>2667077
The further supply caravan seems like the best option for now.
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>>2667069
"Hnngh, just, pick one."
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>>2667069

"I would advise the further away one that has little information on it. I feel like such a thing would be extremely important for our enemies, and whatever it is will certainly be better off in our hands then theirs. Although I don't expect it to be easy."
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>>2667334
Currently we might be well supplied so if we move on the comms network we might in the confusion be able to secure more supplies from the enemy convoys without them being able to call for reinforcements
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Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>2667568
Exactly and cover our asses while were at it,
>he holds his head in what looks like great pain
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>>2667576
>>2667568
You guys go on with this plan thig I will continue to make this whole operation running. Please notify me if everything is falling apart and I need to relocate
>walks out of the room back to his workshop to work on meintence and other projects.
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>>2667576
I-i-Im going to go and work on something,
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>>2667568

"Knocking out communications would be a massive boon to our efforts but...is it really as easy as just destroying one single thing? If so it has to be heavily guarded, unless our enemy is foolish..."
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>>2667952
Nothing we do is easy, but if we knock them out one by one the beauty of it is. there will be noone around to tell them that its dead
>>
>leaves and head his quarters and locks the door.
He draws an 8 pointed star with exactly 9inches in length between each and 9 inches apart on all ends. perfect 9x9 8 pointed star. at each point he places a blue candel that is exactly 9 inches in length. He puts his bloody ritual knife in the center and begins to pray
Voices in the dark, shadows in the mind. I have heard your terrible voice and now it is you who i seek to find.
schemers of the warp, liers and decievers in the dark, HARK, HARK. A WORM CRAWLS BEFORE YOU, FEEBLE AND SMALL. NOW PLEASE I BESEECH THEE! HEAR MY CALL!
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>>2667983
>The shadows gather and blue mist fills the air
>A voice speaks, laced with trickery, speaking of change
“He he he, who dares call upon the Weaver?”
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>>2668034
>Is outside some distance away
>Nose bleed intensifies
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>>2668034
>he falls to his hands and knees in reverence
The mortal who has done everything you have commanded of him to the letter
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>>2668044
"Do you have a name, you foolish mortal you?"

>Whatever it is chuckles, the laugh filled with menace
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>>2668074
The mortal only has the name the winds gave him. Antaloth is his name, and Antaloth is here to serve.
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>>2668104
"Well then Antaloth... Welcome to the..."

>It sweeps its nonexistent arms to the side and suddenly your are no longer in a small, dingy shed, but on a brightly lit soundstage! It looks like... the set of the gameshow? You are standing behind a podium with your name on it. The creature speaking is a mass of tentacles and eyes. The studio audience is a mix of pink and blue horrors, as well as a few cardboard cutouts of space marines and guardsmen

"WINDS! OF! FATE!"

>The crowd cheers, a card appears in the host's "hands".

"Your first question: where the Corpse Emperor to rise from his failing throne, what would be his first action?"
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Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>2668120
Realize that hes already lost and fall on his sword?
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>>2668120
This silence offends slaanesh, things shall get loud now. https://youtu.be/T1Ond-OwgU8
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Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>2668142
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>>2668127
"Ha ha! You are a funny man, but you are incorrect!"

>A sad trombone sound effect plays

"He would actually scratch his nose first! Ha! It looks like you'll have to spin the WHEEL OF FATE!"

>In a burst of smoke and multi-hued flame a large wheel appears, covered in pegs and symbols in colored slices

"One spin, what happens happens, let me explain all of the effects!"

>1-Become Annihilated in body, mind, and soul
>2-5 Become a Chaos Spawn
>6-10 Become a Chaos Spawn but with all your mental capacity intact
>11-15 Gain the mindless mental capacity of a chaos spawn but suffer no physical change
>16-20 Gain an extra arm
>21-25 Arms turn into tentacles'
>26-30 legs turn into tentacles
>31-40 Psychic Awakening
>41-50 Become a Tzaangor
>51-55 Become a cyclops
>56-60 Be forced to say everything in haiku
>61-65 Gain great magical knowledge that can only be activated by speaking the magical words... but also become mute
>66-70 Gain the ability to cast any spell you read, but also go blind
>71-75 Turn into an intelligent raven
>76-80 Gain a second head with it's own intelligence. It is a bird head.
>81-85 BECOME A SPESS MEHEREEN. However, your memories save for your allegiance to Tzeentch reset each day(day as judged as the time it takes the planet of Terra to make a full rotation and/or whenever you sleep and wake from sleep)
>86-90 Be granted an incredibly powerful, daemon possessed blade. However, you will also be forced into a vow of pacifism.
>91-99 NOTHING AT ALL!!!
>100 Ascend to Princedom

"Now then, spin the wheel!"
Roll 1d100
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Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>2668170
>a sickening cocktail of fear, excitement, confusion and arousel? fills his body. He spins it with all of his strength
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>>2668175
>pain fills his body, worse pain than anyone can imagine.
ahh! AAGGH!! AAAGHHHH!!
>as his bones break down and change he questions everything he has ever believed in.
>crunch
>crack
>a mixture of crunching and the splashing of internal bleeding
>crumples up into the floor unable to even cry in agony
>blood spills out of every hole and pore in his body and fills the floor
>crunch
>crack
>he rolls up and is concealed by his once dark blue now blood drenched robes
>silence
>caw
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>>2668211
"HEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!"
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>>2668226
What? what is this? i- i
>looks up
>looks down
>looks all around
why am i so close to the ground????
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>>2668257
"Because you are now a bird! Would you like another question, or another spin on the wheel, or to leave with your winnings!"
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>>2668272
>blinks once
Id like to roll again please im feeling lucky
>>
Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>2668289
>flys to the top of the wheel and hops on the side of it over and over trying to make it spin
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>>2668289
"Let's change up the wheel then! I have heard whispers in the warp!"

>1-Become Annihilated in body, mind, and soul
>2-5 Become a Chaos Spawn
>6-10 Become a Chaos Spawn but with all your mental capacity intact
>11-15 Gain the mindless mental capacity of a chaos spawn but suffer no physical change
>16-20 Gain an extra arm
>21-25 Arms turn into tentacles'
>26-30 legs turn into tentacles
>31-40 Psychic Awakening
>41-50 Become a Tzaangor
>51-55 Become a cyclops
>56-60 Be forced to say everything in haiku
>61-65 Gain great magical knowledge that can only be activated by speaking the magical words... but also become mute
>66-70 Gain the ability to cast any spell you read, but also go blind
>71-75 Turn into an intelligent raven
>76-80 Gain a second head with it's own intelligence. It is a bird head.
>81-85 BECOME A SPESS MEHEREEN. However, your memories save for your allegiance to Tzeentch reset each day(day as judged as the time it takes the planet of Terra to make a full rotation and/or whenever you sleep and wake from sleep)
>86-90 Become a cat boy! Fucking Felinids!
>91-99 Become a cat girl! Fucking Felinids!
>100 Ascend to Princedom

"Give it a twirl!"
>>
Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>2668299
>SPINS IT WITH WHATEVER TINY AMOUNT OF HOPE HE HAS LEFT
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Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>2668311
>caw
...
Pain
Bread crumbs
Pain again
I spin again
>>
>>2668317
"Hello there!"
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Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>2668317
Hmm seems like not much has changed
"I would disagree on that buddy"
HOLY BIRD SHIT
>SPINS
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>>2668326
OH FOR THE LOVE OF TZEENTCH
...
ID LIKE TO MAKE A DEAL
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>>2668330
"Oh? HEHEHEHEHE!"
>>
>>2668335
YEA
LIKE I SAID
IM FEELING LUCKY
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>>2668343
"Well then you could spin the wheel again!"
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>>2668357
hOW. About. this.
Im gonna ask you a question.
If you get it right. you get my soul. If you get it wrong. i get 3 wishes.
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>>2668362
"I already own your soul, so if I win... you must spin the wheel 20 more times! Ask away! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!"
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>>2668371
Alright fuck it!
>caw
so heres the question, weaver.
WHO. IS. ALPHARIUS.????
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>>2668380
>The creature smiles
"I do not know. You do not know. He is the leader of the Alpha Legion, he is a civilian in the street. He is you, and he is me. Except that is a lie, for he is two indeed, and one is dead, but which is it? Or is that a lie instead? Maybe Alpharius is the corpse on Terra. We cannot know."
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>>2668398
IN
CORRECT
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>>2668402
NO ONE. IS ALPHARIUS.
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>>2668402
"No, I am correct. How the fuck do you even know who Alpharius is? You're hive scum."
>>
Rolled 90, 87, 57, 36, 48, 51, 43, 80, 64, 48, 21, 34, 16, 11, 47, 76, 33, 23, 77, 63 = 1005 (20d100)

>>2668407
Sanity is for the weak
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>>2668425
>The sheer amount of warp energy turns Antaloth into a chaos spawn

"Hehehe! Once again, I win!"

>Tzeentch waves his "arms" and the gameshow disappears, leaving the twisted monster that was formerly Antaloth behind
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>>2668425
>turns into an amalgamation of terrible flesh
>ever changing
>ever suffering
>barely even aware of it
>the inconsistent pile of flesh that was once antaloth is now the play thing of the weaver.
>Pain. Pleasure. Glee. Depression. Intellegince. Arrogance. beauty. hideousness. He is all these things now. And, none of them. But regardless, the promising cultist known as "Antaloth" will never be seen again
or will he?
>>
>>2668034
>>2668037
>>2668044
>>2668074
>>2668104
>>2668120
>>2668127
>>2668142
>>2668146
>>2668170
>>2668175
>>2668211
>>2668226
>>2668257
>>2668272
>>2668289
>>2668293
>>2668299
>>2668311
>>2668317
>>2668321
>>2668326
>>2668330
>>2668335
>>2668343
>>2668357
>>2668362
>>2668371
>>2668380
>>2668398
>>2668402
>>2668407
>>2668408
>>2668425
>>2668464
>>2668491
>Antaloth is shook from his odd vision

"And that dear servant, is what would happen if we did things that way. Instead, I shall tell you what you must do... drink the blood of the planetary governor, and you will unlock your psychic powers. There is no other way. And when you have sucked him dry, cut off the head, and bring it to the Planet of the Sorcerers..."

>The voice fades
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>>2668859
I need a LOT of alcohol.
>he gets up and makes his way to where "chaos mom" is because he needs a hug pretty badly
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>>2668866
>A slathering Hellion, covered in blood claws her way out of a darkened corner of tents.
>Grabbing his legs
"Hnng- Psyk..er, i.. hnngh, will kill you."
>>
Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2668888
Gahh! Get off me wretch!
>after a brief struggle he frees a leg and trys to kick her in the face
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2668893
>Her teeth shatter and she clutches his leg
>She slams her head into his knee
"Hnngh"
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>>2668900
>he falls over after losing his balance and is on his back
>he trys to back peddle away from her and realizes his ritual dagger is still in the shack
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>>2668904
>She curls up as he crawls backward
>Back arching back
"H-hnngh, hel-p.. hnngh me."
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>>2668904
>he snaps back holding his head, under his gas mask is a nasty nose bleed
AAAGHHH!! IL-IL KILL YOU YOU SKANK!
>>
Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>2668909
>he scrambles over to her with a unatural speed and starts punching her in the face repeatedly
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>>2668913
>You start punching her, and her spine erupts in gore
>She begins screaming
>Something is emerging from her ruined body as she is torn apart from within
>>
Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2668913
>he punches her over and over and over.
>after hearing a satisfying crack in his hands he wraps his fingers around her throat and begins to squeeze
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>>2668916
>he fights through the pain that he is feeling and scrambles to his feet, running as fast as he can to cograns shop
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>>2668916
>She explodes into red mist
>Behind you stands the red and black skin of a Bloodletter
>He emerges with a roar of sound in a daemonic tongue
>He stands there for a moment
"Where, is your commander."
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>>2668923
...
...
>is befuddled
Hes in a tent down the way, has a flag with the mark of chaos at the top of it. cant miss it.
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>>2668930
>Sniffing
"You stink of lies and the enemy of honor."
"Do not betray me or my allies, i will kill you."
>His breath stinks of brimstone
>He flickers at an unnatural speed and stands outside the command tent
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>>2668933
>blinks 3 times
Sure.
>he gets up casualy and trys to dust himself off, this is futile because hes covered in blood.
>he heads back to his shack where he will probably sleep for the next 15 hours or so.
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>>2668933
>Walks outside to see the bloodletter towering above him

"By Khorne, one of the neverborn. I am honored by your presence here, oh being of blood and battle!"

>Irvis gives a short bow

"I would point you to a battle so you may claim skulls for the skull throne, however we are not currently in a state for open warfare."
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>>2668990
>Grunts, a cloud of smoke shrouding the duo for a moment before being whisked away by the evening winds
"I am here to advise, to strategize, and to teach you whelps the meaning of military honor."
"And through that, i will find battlefields worthy of my presence."
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>>2669005
"Indeed. I must ask, how were you summoned to the materium? You seem more solid than the daemons my sorcerer summons when the coward feels need to supplement his feeble strength."
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>>2669009
"A filthy sorcerer opened the way."
>More smoke drifts away into the wind
"He made the veil weak, i clawed my way into a mortal."
"She was weak, unable to contain me, but with her death i gained.."
>He gestures in the air then clenchs his clawed fist
"Corporeality"
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>>2669015
"Ah, the hellion then? Shame, however I have lost a soldier and gained one of the neverborn, so it is a net gain for me."
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>>2669020
>He grunts
"Do not presume i am your servant, I listen to you of my own volition."
"If your orders ever reek of cowardice, you will have to force me to obey them."
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>>2669033
"Hmm... I have already instructed my soldiers that will listen in the ways of Khorne. Those that did not wish to worship the blood god took other paths; all in this regiment however are dedicated to the destruction of the Imperium of Man and the dominance of Chaos. However, there are those nearby that do not. We work with a group of partisans, natives to the planet. We share a common enemy, however, that is all. They do not sing praises to the gods, only to the homeland they fight for. And when we finally defeat the corpse emperor worshippers, I believe they will turn on us unless we are able to turn them to Chaos. I would like you to help with that. You can show them true power."
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>>2669060
"I will show them in battle, the gifts they can gain, and the consequences of denying those gifts."
"For now, what enemies face us?"
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Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>2669005
>>2669015
>>2669033
>>2669069

Brunhilde just stares at the daemon, at first out of surprise and because its kinda hard not to look at something so foreign, but it soon turns to one that is nervous, and one might say even suspicious. She was a brave person but this wasn't something she was used to and was something that seemed to make her feel something unfamiliar to her...fear.

(Rolling for bravery because whh not)
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>>2669074
>Still facing the commander
"Hnngh, i can smell your fear."
"Or i will run you down."
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Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>2669074
>>2669079

Brunhilde seems to bottle it and start running away in the other direction quite quickly, although she didn't say anything. She didn't like the feeling she currently had one bit, and she definitely would be thinking about this for a while...She would try to calm herself down, as alien and unnatural as that thing was, it couldn't possibly be as dangerous as some of the daring things she did back when the war on her world was raging...surely...
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>>2669085
>>2669060

>Snorts as he senses her presence fade as she flees
"Cowards."
"Hnngh, Commander, what enemies and resources do we have?"
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>>2669090
"The enemies are various Imperial Guard regiments. Are resources are the men, lasguns for each, two transports, a barely working battle tank, and a handful of heavy and special weapons. When we are not in battle, I recommend attempting to cultivate respect and worship in the ranks of the partisans alongside training our own troops."
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>>2669094
"Hnngh, right, i'll fix the partisans."
"All tactics, even.. ones that use, hnngh, stealth of all things, fall under my purview, for now i must get used to this, form, and gravity."
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>>2669094
>bursts into the room frantically
SLEEP IS A FUTILE EFFORT
Irvis. I...have been given instructions. A certain particualr set of instructions. Disobediance or failure are not options and i believe I, WE have a deadline. 1. we must kill the planetary govenor as soon as possible. 2. he must die by my hand alone. 3, and this is bad. The denizens of the warp have told me that someone, important is looking for US specifically. I think there is an Inquisitor on this world.
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>>2669145
>Irvis buries his face in his pillow and groans

“Irvis, you woke me from a wonderful dream. I have a bolt pistol under my pillow. Go away.”
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>>2669104
> as he walks into the room his guards standing guard outside

Oh

> he looks at the deamon

Well then

> he stands at attention

I am Jaan Maide Commander of the omakaiste

> looks it over

Ok this is new
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>>2669145
>Gives hug
Aww, my poor baby, here have a buscuit
>Feeds cookie
>>
>Meanwhile in the workshop
>Cogran has put a self made shock collar on the slave and is working on the chimera.
Give me a size 4 screw
>the slave picks up a box of screws
NOT THAT ONE
>buzz he falls to the floor screws falling everyehere
Clean that up you useless fool
>buzz
> the slave is spazming on the floor.
Get up and get to work or I will do it agein ypu still have not given me a size 4 screw
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>>2669352
“Please sir! I don’t know the difference between screw sizes! Please stop! Ahhh!”

>The slave convulses
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>>2669321
>eats the cookie
Thank you. Very much ive had a long night.
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>>2669406
>points at an identical box beside where the slave got the first box but with a diferent electronic sticker on it
It is that box you fool cant you read the sticker
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>>2669423
“I can’t read at all!”

>The slave sobs
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>>2669420
So polite, good boy.
>Head pats of slaanesh
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>>2669424
>Walks overy to the size 4 screw box and picks it up before moving back and continues to work on the chimera.
You will have to clean that up before you get your next meal and if it is not finished by midnight I will replace your left hand with a wacume cleaner. And remove your tear dukts your eye fluids are leaking
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>>2669428
>The slave continues to sob while picking up screws

“I miss my family...”
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>>2669427
Those Imperial propaganda fuckers will tell you "THERE IS ONLY THE EMPEROR'S LIGHT"
HAH
you dont know what ive seen, YOU DONT KNOW MAN
all it took was a single night in the dark for me to realize that sanity is for the weak and that any efforts to comprehend the world beyond the stars is a futile effort, and that one such as i should give in to the blessing that is madness incarnate.
>bites cookie
>drop of blood leaks from tear duct
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>>2669430
Dont wory they might come here soon enuth. Just point out where they live and they can be here by weeks end now get going I am the machine spirits dislike your sobing
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>>2669451
“Please don’t hurt my sister or my dad!”

>He keeps sobbing
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>>2669456
Have I hurt you in any meaningfull way. I will not hurt them if I can help it I will improve them in the name of the omnissahia.
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>>2669463
>The slace continues to sob

“You are an evil man.”
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>>2669456
>Antaloth Enters
>kneels down next to the crying man
If you want to stay alive you cannot show weakness.
>hands him protein ration
I will bring you more, do some basic strength exercises when hes not around.
Tomorrow we will begin work on teaching you to read Low Gothic.
If you follow my instructions to the letter you just might make it kid.
>leaves
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>>2669465
>Evangelus walks up to the slave with inquisitive eyes, analysing the body of him

Oh look at these *fine* proportions... a handsome one indeed...

Slaanesh will enjoy your company...
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>>2669440
>Licks up blood tear and pushes you away
Well you better get going my little madman.
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>>2669484
“Stop looking at my butt!”

>The slave sobs
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>>2669465
>>2669484
No he is mine servant of the prince. Get your own. I need him and you won't get him.
I will make him faulty if you try to take him
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>>2669502
>leans back in
Oh and by the way, for lack of a better term that you would comprehend. There is a monster here who has an endless craving for blood and battle and it can smell your fear and does not care how your master feels about you dying. If it smells you it will rip you apart. Self confidence is a good way to stave it off for a time.
Like i said il be back later
>leaves again
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>>2669484
And also stop pestering him he got work to do
>>2669502
See I am a good master I don't tuch you if I don't have to
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>>2669516
Then I might have to remove that part of him if he comes around the fear part I mean.
>to the slave
And don't wory I won't waste materials on you if I don't have to.
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>>2669548
>walks back in again
Cogran, do understand something about this here. As much as you want him to be a machine he isnt, he is a man and even if you defile his body with cruel machinations he will still be a man.
I have no grounds on this but please, do not turn him into a servitor or anything of the like.
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>>2669553
>looks confused
why not servitors are great.
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>>2669484
>Angry noises of disgust in the distance
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>>2669560
Because i see 'potential' in this man, the potential to do great things in the name of the Gods, by augmenting him in anyway you would be interfering with the winds plan for him.
I can train him to be useful and how to obey. Ive even promised to teach him to read.
so please adhere to this one request.
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>>2669643
Why bother teaching him things when I can just put the knowledge in an inplant and also I was not planing om making him into a servitor if he behaves. I was planing on making him into a helper that can do things so I can FINALY get some time for my own projects instead of always having to fix EVERYTHING you guys break ALL THE TIME. So no I won't limit his potential just becuse some leafs told you they wanted him.
>>2669570
>hearing the noice he looks out a window seeing the deamon
HEJ BIG RED GUY CAN YOU HELP ME GET RID OF THESE THINGS THAT KEEP INTERRUPTING MY WORK ON OUR LORDS WEAPONS.
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>>2669651
I will be back later and i will bring my books and help this fellow for all of our sakes.
And tell me, what does a former enginseer value (other than peace and quiet) on this planet?
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>>2669651
>Struts in
Ooh a toy, need me to teach him obedience? It'll be nice and fast.
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>>2669663
For one I want to have the resources to actually make real things not only to throw things together and hope that it works long enuth to be used before I need to fix it again. What to install cybernetics and machine parts so I can become like the machine men of the dark age of technology. And I do not want to be limited by pepole telling me what not to do
>stares angrily at Antaloth
Now we
>pointing at the slave have things to do and You
>poiting at Antaloth and Evangelius
are disturbing this work
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>>2669674
NO not another one
>shoots his Las pistol above the door
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>>2669678
It's just that I can tell he's less than enthusiastic, something that would probably take me seconds to remedy. Only if you want of course.
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>>2669687
“Please don’t let it touch me!”
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>>2669695
Take it easy kid. Like i said, no weakness. I will be back at sundown and we will start teaching you the right way. And take my advice before i go. Your 'Emperor' has forsaken you, you should do the same.
>leaves
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>>2669651
>Enters the room
"Hnngh, remove yourselves."
>Its chest gently raises and falls in a simulacrum of breathing as brimstone scented smoke fills the air
"I have need of the warpsmith."
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>>2669289
"You, partisan, you do not worship any of the four, why?"
>Looking at the Daemon causes you to smell blood and hear the sound of hammers smashing into anvils
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>>2669695
I won't don't worry
>>2669729
Gah
Thank you wwhat do you need angry read deamon thing.
>points at the slave
You clean that thing up and go back into your corner.
>looks at Lord of skulls. Taking a step back now standing just inside the chimera.
Ok so what kan I help you with.
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>>2669687
The anser is no I will not let you pepole lead him away from the path of the omnissahia
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>>2669752
"I require a brass throne, hnngh, you will make me this."
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>>2669740
> backs away a few steps and looks slightly above its head

I don't have any reason to

> takes a autogun magazine and replaces the one already in his weapon

Sorry if you take offence to this but I have always lived one mistake away from death and I have never seen why worship to something that might demand you doing something that might lead to your death will keep me and the dream of my people's survival and freedom alive
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>>2669760
"Hnngh, most worshipers of Khorne."
>As he says Khorne his symbol is visible in the air between his arching horns for a moment
"Are mindless berserkers, but not all, he is also the lord of Tactics, Strategy, Honor."
>As he talks the smoke he breathes begins to weave in intriguing shapes, those of combat and battle
"And your peoples freedom is an honorable cause worth fighting for."
"I ask not that you worship Khorne, nor serve him yet, but that you keep in mind the gifts I can offer, and the power Khorne can grant."
>He suddenly spits a viscous material reminiscent of lava on the floor
>As it begins to eat through the floor he says
"Hnngh, talking, always painful."
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>>2669766
>just outside, his head starts throbbing terribly and has a nose bleed bad enough he has to take off his mask and take a knee.
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>>2669757
I am sorrrry I don't think we have enuth brass for a throne I might have enuuuuuth for a stol.
Sorrrry my voice modulator seams to be malfunctioning right noooooow
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>>2669797
"Hnngh, inform me when you do have enough."
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>>2669804
That I will. Nnnnnnow if you will excuse me I must continue my work of fixing things as
>looks at the pepole still in the workshop
pepole can't stop BREAKING EVERYTHING ALL THE TIME
And also would you mind being put inside a machine big angry deamon thing
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>>2669766
You show me senses of battle the kind I would never participate in

Powers and gifts?

I have learnt during my life is that nothing is for free, especially gifts

> once again looking at it

I am a simple man even if I wanted you gifts I know it would lead to death of me and my men, I have not met your kind before but I know what happens when you are in someone's debt, one day they will call it in and in my situation that would be my last day
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>>2669854
"You are wrong, and you will learn this, Khorne is not a deceitful Lord."
>>
>Irvis climbs atop a chimera and speaks through a megaphone

"Attention men! We are leaving for our supply raid in an hour. Make ready!"
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>>2669859
Then he is not like me

I spent a whole year undercover in the pdf just to get training and equipment and then desert rejoining my men
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>>2669899
"That is not deceit, that is necessity."
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>>2669859
>is in enough pain that he is on his hands and knees trying not to vomit. Blood running down his face.
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>>2669905
>Steps over him and prowls around the camp
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>>2669888
Gahh
>runs out of the chimera staring at the comander
how did you get there. I will have to sit out on this one I have work to so and pepole cant stop disturbing me in my VERY IMPORTANT WORK so I am a bit behind schedule.
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Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>2669908
>as the Warp entitiy gets closer the pain peaks and then suddenly stops
>he is out of breath, but calm. he has learned much from this endure
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>>2669915
>but the knowledge fades like a scent on the wind.
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Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>2669888
>>2669908

Brunhilde quietly looked around after the little announcement was made before she checked her pistol and ammo, she knew that she wasn't getting more ammo for it unless it was custom made considering where it was from but that didn't bother her for now. What did bother her was the sight of the Daemon, although she tried to think of it like a heavily defended bomber, tough and able to strike back heavily, but not a threat when one knew what to do...Although, she still felt something undesirable...
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>>2669924
>An aura of menace still surrounds the Daemon, and all but the bravest are terrified in the presence of the Neverborn
>You can stand to look upon it, and be in its presence, but only just
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>>2669888
"It's time to headout! Those that deem themselve3s important enough to ride with me, present yourself at the command chimera I am currently standing on! To those carrying heavy or special weapons, get in the other chimera! If there's anyone who want's to drive the russ, which I will remind you doesn't have a rotating turret and is missing a few inches of armored plating, by all means, get in that thing! Everybody else is marching alongside!"
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>>2670055
>Grabs the side of the Chimera and hangs off the side
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>>2670055
I will go in the chimera, I can summon some blessings with my dagger that will help with bullets and bombs and other inconveniences
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>>2670083
"Alright, but if somebody more qualified wants in and we're full I'm kicking you out."
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>>2669927
>>2670055
>>2670077

Brunhilde at this point was more or less able to deal with the presence of the daemon, mostly by simply not thinking about it and when actually thinking of it equating it with past experiences. Although that didn't mean she was comfortable in the slightest being around it. Still, she would present herself and say "Unless you wish for me to go out ahead, I believe it would be okay for me to be here." She said such a thing firmly with her eyes closed, but she was still distraught by the daemon.
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>>2670100
"What makes you believe that you deserve to ride in the chimera?"
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>>2670100
Bad idea friend, they hate weakness in any form of the word, and cowardice. unless you dont have arms and legs your should come with us if you dont want to piss it off.
Take my word on it, im...experienced in the matter
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>>2670055
I hunger for their flesh, I will prove myself yet.
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>>2670122
If its flesh you want i have plenty to give.
>chuckle
Not now obviously
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>>2670107

"Why do you think? I consider myself a decent combatant, scout, and tactician."

>>2670117

Glaring at Antaloth with a bit of anger she pints at him and continues "Besides, you let this man on. If he can get on I think most can." after which she faces him and says with a much clearer tone of anger "For your information I'm no weak coward. I'm sure you'll learn that soon enough if you don't die on this raid."
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>>2670168
"So's Private Jenkins, but I haven't seen him in week. He might be dead actually."
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>>2670160
>Glares
I'm retracting that cookie
>Forces jaw open, and with a few quick motions, reclaims the remains of the cookie from your stomach with her tounge, violating your esophagus as she goes.
>>
Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>2670178
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>>2670178
I didnt even know it was possible to offend such a being, either way i apologize.
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>>2670168
I meant no offense, and it isnt me you need to impress its the damned blood bound monster that you should worry about. the only reason he hasnt tried to murder me is because our gods arent exactly "enemies" persay
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>>2670055
> he walks up it the cimera

If you don't object I'll be inside one of these for once

> as he takes a seat he starts nervously counting his ammo the rest of the team sent with them walking at the edge of the formation looking for trouble

> ammo 5 magazines and 2 frag grenades

>>2670117

You collapsed in its presence and how is the dyeing proceeding
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>>2670055
If you are taking the Russ I will have to come with you just in case the machine spirit acts up again.
>puts a loaf of bread on the ground.
SLAVE I want everything cleaned when I come back and don't even think of running as that thing around your neck has an inbuilt tracker and a bamb built into it. If you are finished when I come back you will get cake or something
>climbed into the Russ head piping out
Someone will nead to drive this I will be busy ceaping it running.
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>>2670203
"Well, I believe his clothes are no somewhat more red. Well, not red, more brown really. From all the blood you see."

>Irvis leans back and checks his bolt pistol

"You really should consider beseeching the gods for strength. Without them, our rebellion against the Imperials would have never even started."
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>>2670203
Not because of any emotions. I have a 'connection' to the warp from which he hails from. His presence causes reality to ripple around him, opening small tears into the beyond. through which the beings who have taken interest in me offered me certain blessings of which i have so far failed to receive. that is why i was in pain. as you see now i am unbothered by its presence
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>>2670171

"Sure he is... If you wish me to just jump off and wait for me to prove what I say, so be it. But do the same to everyone else if you wish to go that rout as well."

>>2670201

"I honestly had no clue things such as that actually existed in the universe. Nor that things like it would actually be intelligent. I would like some explaining about what exactly your...religion...is, however. As things here are very...weird...I probably could have phrased that better, but whats said is said, and I don't mean any offense by it."
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>>2670217
Praise the winds for granting us the change that the galaxy needs! Praise be Tzeentch and his many glorys!!
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>>2670222
No offense is taken, i am versed on the topic quite well. I have many books that can show you what and why we believe. That is if you can read Low Gothic of course.
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>>2670222
"Fine, it is a bit of a drive. You may ride in the Chimera, and I will tell you of the gods. Ask any question, and I will answer to the best of my ability."
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>>2670217
About dyeing I was talking to the bird lover over there

> notices the blood stains

Dam it ruins the concealment

> checks the armband

Good still white

I am not willing to place myself or my men in the debt of others especially ones that I can't hurt as in my life I can't make mistakes and being in someone's debt they can force you to make a mistake
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>>2670194
Sorry, I'm still getting used to hir blessings.
>>2670231
I'm coming along, I wish to prove myself.
>Fiddles with knife
Might need some equipment though.
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>>2670219
And the blue dye have you used it can't really see in this light
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>>2670245
The whole reason why the color is blue is because im not exactly supposed to be noticed
blue represents shadow and aloof. That is another thing about my god that if youl let me i can show you. Your people utilize stealth correct? i can show you a different kind of stealth that keeps you not one, not two but potentially infinite steps ahead of your foes
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>>2670258
The one accompanying the scouting party told me about people turning invisible is it that you are talking about

And yes we only engage the enemy when everything is in our favour and nothing is unaccounted for as we can't afford unnecessary losses of men or equipment
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>>2670275
Imagine if you knew everything the enemy was going to do at every given moment. Imagine if the enemy couldnt comprehend the level of knowledge you have of their entire military infrastructure. Like you instantly interrogated them all and they told you everything you wanted to know and more but had no idea they did it.
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>>2670284
That would be useful but at what cost

I hear all about these boons and rewards but nothing of the costs wich is worrying as mistakes is something I can't afford

and I know there must be a cost
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>>2670286
The cost is loyalty. The Gods will offer you all the power you can imagine and the cost being you are loyal to them and only them. I may do what Irvis tells me because hes where i get my next meal, but ultimately i serve Tzeentch. and thanks to Tzeentch i have been given the gift of prescience. and i can feel more rewards for my devotion on the horizon yes indeed.
enough on this for now, see me after the raid implying you dont die. i will teach you everything you want to know
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>>2670292
Me dying is highly improbable as we in the omakaiste don't fight in close quarters instead we shoot them till they are dead or huddled up in a room easily emptied with a frag
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>>2670296
If you stay close to me i can offer you the protection of the winds. Plus the autogun is useful
>he slams in a drum magazine and racks the slide
This shouldnt be too difficult.
>>
>Everyone set up, most of the regiment sets off towards the interception point.

>It is a several hour journey along deserted country roads, the hum of engines moving slowly so that the troopers beside can keep up at their steady pace.

>Soon, the regiment stops, and Irvis speaks

"Alright men, the convoy will up upon us in about an hour, here are the details: They have three chimeras, a leman russ, as well as two sentinels and four trucks loaded with those sweet sweet supplies. In those chimeras are likely 10 each. Given the fact that we actually have time, there's a few points where we could meet them."

"Ahead of here, the road crosses a river over a bridge. It isn't a particularly deep river, and the bridge over it isn't very high, and the surrounding area doesn't have a lot of cover to hide in."

"Also nearby is a good ambush point; trees on both sides, we could block the road and they wouldn't see us coming. However, we'd have to leave behind the vehicles."

"There also of course is the various open fields nearby. Some ditches by the side of the road, nearby-ish secluded locations where we could hide the vehicles and charge them out when the enemy arrives, however it would be much easier for the enemy to escape there."

"I'm looking for ideas and opinions people, and we don't have all day."
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>>2670365
"Blow the bridge after half the convoy has passed, take the vehicles that cross, then leave."
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>>2670227

"I have had the time to learn how to read the language that is used the most, you needn't worry about that."

>>2670231

"You may as well start from the beginning and tell me the basics at least, if not everything you know about the gods you follow. I know nothing about your faith outside of names and titles that I have heard others here say."
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>>2670381
"Ah then. The gods, commonly referred to as the Chaos Gods, are great and powerful rulers of the warp. They are fed by worship and emotion, and to those that worship them and do deeds in their names, power is awarded. They are powerful, often whimsical, and jealous. Most only curry favor with one of the four, however there are those such as I who value all equally."

"There is Khorne, god of war and blood. He grants strength and berserker rage, and all he asks is that blood be spilt and that the skulls of combatants slain be offered to him and his skull throne."

"There is Tzeentch, god of change and magic. He grants intelligence, knowledge of sorcery, and beneficial mutations to his followers. It is said that all things which happen are merely a part of his impossibly intricate plan."

"There is Slaanesh, god of pleasure and excess. He grants beauty and pleasure to those who worship him. He asks that great pleasure and acts of excess be done in his name, as well as perfection of form and act."

"There is Nurgle, the god of life and resilience. Though rotting and foul, his followers are granted a truly unnatural sturdiness and relief from pain. He asks that his plague be spread, and that his followers be happy."

"Those are the four gods of chaos."
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>>2670381
Well then come see me in my humble abode when were done with this, now...
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>>2670377
>Sneers
And leave half our feast behind? Trust a Bloodling to leave a job half finished.
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>>2670441
"I will kill you."
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>>2670441
Easy there mama, were all on the same side here
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>>2670444
>>2670445
>Rolls eyes
Forgive me for wanting to maximize our profits.
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>>2670461
"If we were maximizing profits, you would be dead by now."
"As you are not, i would refrain from insulting me."
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>>2670412
>>2670423

"Alright, I think I get the basic idea. At the very least it explains some things. I may ask more questions later but for now I believe we should focus on the ambush that we are going to set up. I personally would desire none escap and minimize the chance for them to be able to. You already know why that is, no need to explain myself again."

>>2670462

"I'm going to be honest, leaving half of them to run off and do as they please is honestly like waiting for a bomber to drop it's bombs before attacking, and said bombs are on your airfield. Let them escape and we simply will be hunted down and killed before we get the chance to be able to hold our own against them."
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>>2670498
"I never said anything about letting them escape, we position some of our stealthier troops to hunt down the runners after their vehicles fall into the river from the bridge."
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>>2670498
Shes right, we need to kill every last one of them if possible, and if not make it so because if even one of them makes it out alive and they say "i say a big red flaming guy who wanted to bathe in my blood" we will have the inquisition down our throats in no time at all
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>>2670498
>>2670509
I- didn't even think about that. I was just wondering why he wanted to leave half the supplies behind.
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>>2670509
Tactical analysis predicts 40% chance of failure, we should begin.
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I say we leave the damaged russ out in the open, make it look like something went down to draw them in. blow the bridge while were at it. When they stop the convoy we hit them from the rear, no where to run they will be lambs to the slaughter.
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>>2670524
"I agree."
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>>2670521
Ah there you are! i have many things to tell you brother! but now we must make a decision
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>>2670524
See, this is good plan, have a cookie
>Gives cookie
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>>2670549
Awh thank you, death the false emperor
>munch
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>>2670506

"You may not have saved such but from the sound of your plan it seemed like it would offer an escape for the enemy."

>>2670524

"That's what those things are called? I personally like the military designation sword better but I guess learning their proper names would be useful in times where communications don't need to be secure. However I feel like doing that might make them on alert and possibly spot us before we can attack, at least in a worst case scenario, best case it completely distracts them though so it could be worth it."
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>>2670664
Lemun Russ, was one of the Corpse Emperor's sons. Known for his stubbornness, foolhardiness and barbaric ferociousness in battle. A fitting name for such a worthy specimen of the mechanicus no? sadly for the man though he picked the wrong side in the long war and now he is dead. just like all of the false emperors servants will be.
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>>2670698
>The sound of metal and crackling flames fills the air when Antaloth states that Leman is dead
>The more knowledgeable might recognize it as laughter.
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>>2670706
Your god wont be the only great power laughing at the end of this day.
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>>2670711
"No, no he will not be."
>For once the usually angry daemon seems... bemused.
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Rolled 49 (1d100)

>Seeing the plan of battle has been settled on, one of the guardsmen who has been marching alongside the Chimera speaks up, stepping out from the rest. Though it hurts his eyes, he tries his best to maintain eye contact with the warp-touched individuals before him, even the daemons.
I ask to fight at the front of this attack, Commander!
Rolling for ability to maintain composure while gazing directly upon those possessing the "gifts" of the Warp
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>>2670863
"Drop your gaze from me mortal."
"Unless you want your soul ripped from your body."
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>>2670869
>He does so immediately. Though the trooper manages to suppress the primordial urge all creatures of flesh and blood have to turn, fleeing and crying for help, from the mark of of the Immaterium's withering scratches against the window of reality, he's still visibly unnerved.
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>>2670892
"You are brave, for a mortal i would suggest allowing him to fight at the front Commander, he will die or prove himself."
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>>2670893
Hopefully he wont die, i could use a bodyguard for our future plans. Or, winds willing i can summon a protector from the warp to watch over me.
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>>2670863
"Ha, you shall be allowed to fight at the front whatever the battle plans are. Do well and prove yourself, and I shall make a sergeant out of you."
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>>2670950
"Why not do both, summon more of my kin, using him as a vessel, should he prove himself."
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>>2670959
"Hmm.. summoning more of the neverborn could be advantageous. Do so if you are able, but try not kill too many of my men while you are at it. Two or three? They'd die in the battle anyways; but more than that? We'd have a problem.
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>>2671047
"I can't do it myself."
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>>2670893
>>2670953
>He salutes before heading back into formation.
"Yes sir!"
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>>2670959
I dont see a a khornate protecting a tzeentchian cultist. Besides. the winds need more of a presence here, your masters nemesis seems to have the tightest grip on this world
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>>2671059
"Hnngh, the arch-slut herself holds this world like a small butterfly, slap her hand hard enough and she will let it go."
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>>2671062
Then ally with me! Together the spillers of blood and the changers of ways will have this world in a a bloodied talon!
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>>2671069
"Hnngh, My lord has never been a friend of the Changer of Ways, prove to me you deserve my aid in combat, then i shall stand by you as your ally."
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>>2671075
I will show you much friend. This dagger is used for far more than rituals.
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>>2671080
"Hnngh, we will see."
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>>2671047
Irvis', I can summon 2 pink horrors but I will need time, and 2 sacrifices. Preferably people who trust you. But no one useful obviously
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>>2671180
"I would not sacrifice those I trust, they are a rare commodity."
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>>2671326
A betrayed sacrifice will always tantalize a Daemon of the wind. Always. It is your choice but i cannot guarantee the "quality" of the summon, they may only show for a moment or not be as powerful as they could be. It is your decision though.
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>>2671326
>>2671062
>A sharp cough breaks Jay from her trance
Huh? Wha? It's so d-difficult to do n-nothing like this. Please tell me we aren't t-too early for the p-party.
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>>2671487
>you alright?
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>>2671487
"We're going off to the bridge to plant explosives now. Come on men."
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>>2671515
"Aye aye sir!"
>Anarch takes position at the front of the guardsmen.
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>>2671517
>moves with the group muttering to himself
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>>2671502
Idleness does not sit well with servants of excess, torture is preferable to boredom for my sort. I shall need something exciting soon.
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>>2671517
>Jay takes up a position at the front herself
The sooner to taste them, my dear...
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>>2671522
Take the time to plan out your deeds. What will i do to them? how will i do it? what are the consequences? will the gods favor this?
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>>2671525
"The Imperium must pay."
>>2671521
"Hm?"
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>>2671532
Planning! always planning, do you have a plan? you better. Because if you fuck this up you show us that your fucking worthless. and i use worthless people as sacrifices or worse.
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>>2671537
Bah! Plans fall flat without skill, place your well soldier, and that shall be sufficient, do perfect, so much the better.
>The argument seems to take the edge off, that or cutting herself just to watch warp tainted flesh heal...
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>The regiment trundles along, still some ways to the ambush point

"So then, I must ask, what is it that caused you all to take up arms against the Imperium and their Corpse Emperor?"
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>>2671542
There is a reason why Slaanesh always appeals to simpletons. The dark prince is driven entirely by impulse! recklessness will only lead to failure again and again! combine skill with a knowledge and you get an unbeatable plan.
im... Im sorry.
>walks faster
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>>2671547
The Ecclesiarchy took my only chance at love. Took my 10 years to do anything about it, only to find they took her further than I knew, now I have nothing else.
>>2671551
You keep making me reconsider your right to cookies. I might have to try harder to take them back.
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>>2671557
Im sorry, im so sorry. I am passionate about my way of thinking. look at the Imperium. Look at where it is today. The Emperor made his space marines and launched the "great crusade", to this day we here tales of these "unstoppable angels of death" blindly charging and "making last stands against the terrors" over and over again. Why is the imperium on its knees? because no one has taken a moment to consider the consequences of their actions!
The Imperium is filled with weak old fools hiding behind ancient heroes of myth and legend.
I will not make their mistakes, i will place my faith in knowledge alone.
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Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>2671537
"As you said: leave the Leman in the open, fake a battle, blow the bridge, attack from the back."
>The Tzeentchian's threats honestly aren't that much different from Anarch's short experience with Commissars, but it still unsettles him in some deeper way he can't quite describe.
>>2671542
>He tries his best to blot the sound of warp-touched flesh slicing over and over and over and over out of his head, even as it sounds repeatedly, forever, over marching feet.
>>2671547
"Eugh... what command told us to do with the civies we 'liberated,' and how the Commissars reacted when we hesitated. You remember, sir, yes? We should rescue the survivors from that damnable camp, soon."
Roll for sanity against Jay's... predilections.
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>>2671576
Commisars. hah! When the pdf doesnt want to obey stupid and suicidal orders that will make no difference if they are obeyed, they are shot for "cowardice" Humorous.
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>>2671576
Anarch, what do you know about the warp? The realm beyond the stars? i doubt you know anything as its benevolence is hidden by the imperials.
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>>2671557
>Turning towards the woman, Anarch's self preservation fails against the gift and curse of curiosity, that which marked his race for both greatness and damnation from birth.
"...Why do you keep doing that? Er... cutting, yourself, I mean. I know it must feel good to know small injuries go away in seconds, but it's... disturbing."
>>2671581
>>2671583
>Antaloth's comment causes the look of unease on Anarch's face to wash away, replaced by a smirk.
"I know nothing, other than the being that fights alongside us and the blessings some of us have been given."
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>>2671598
If you do well today, you will come to my abode back at base and i will teach you. I will teach you the way of Chaos.
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>>2671600
"I look forward to it."
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>>2671603
>you cannot see his face, but you see some form of satisfaction from his demenour
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>Anarch returns his attentions to leading the men forward.
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>>2671598
I'm bored. To one such as myself that is the worst sort of torture, like starving but so much worse. This
>Slice
Relieves that boredom, at least a bit. Still, you'd have trouble comprehending how good this feels, unless I showed you...
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>>2671613
While we wait for the prey, lets have alittle chat, tell me about yourselves both of you and i shall tell you about me. The girl first.
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>>2671613
"How about you fuck up the surroundings instead of yourself? I've heard some people sexualize plants or some shit."
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>>2671613
>Anarch winces as she drags the instrument of forbidden thrills across her skin, yet again.
"I... see."
>He then proceeds to completely ignore that last bit.
>>2671615
"Very well."
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Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>2671615
The last decade was a lie and the church took away the only thing that mattered to the old me. I guess baking is pretty nice, but it's not much of a character.
>>2671617
>Rolls eyes, stops cutting
Fine, let's see if there's anything worth while growing out here. (Roll)
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>>2671674
>You find a four-leafed clover. Why did the colonists who settled this planet over 10,000 years ago bring clovers with them, you will never know.
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Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>2671547
Ok men dig in and hide your positions remember to have atleast three planed escape routes

So you ask why took up arms against the imperium

Well I never put mine down after high command surrendered
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>>2671709
>sits down in your trench and carves the comet into the dirt wall, he slices his hand and drips his blood onto it.
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>>2671709
show me to where the rest of the guns are going
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>>2671732
What guns?

my men don't have heavy equipment we took our last krack missile for this to but other than that we only have a heavy stubber and 8 autoguns on this mission

We are still scrapping the barrel here but you guys give us the ability to do so for a longer time
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>>2671740
Well then tell me where the gun is going. I need to modify it for you.
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>>2671751
Ok then what exactly were you planning to do to my only heavy weapon

> Jaan looks at him with scepticism
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>>2671775
Im going to provide a small blessing. It will do 2 things. one being it might help in confusing the enemy, secondly each person who dies by it will go directly to Tzeentch, their soul that is if i do it right of course.
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>>2671791
So you want to use my weapons to gain favour for yourself

Good that you're atleast somewhat honest about it

> looks around making sure the positions are well hidden

Go on then but then you will owe me two things

And if I come knocking you better pay up disregarding your "loyalty" thing

And just so you know I have loyalty to no one but myself and my men and that loyalty is the one of brother's of the forest and can never be broken
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>>2671547
So the plan is to blow the bridge when the first vehicle rolls onto it and at same time blow the last vehicle with the lascannon trapping them then we just pick if the rest of one by one

The people not equipped with anti vehicle weapons should attempt to suppress and eliminate the enemy infantry

That's the plan right?
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>>2672449
>Poking his head out of the hatch
Where do I put this thing?
>pointing st the Russ under him
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>>2672449
"Indeed. Well then, let's get going. We need to rig that bridge to detonate!"

>You all arrive at the bridge. It's about 12 feet above the water below. You're forced to park the vehicles several hundred feet away if you want to hide them, but there are several ditches and such to hide in for the ambush.
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>>2672474
And with we you mean me as always.
>Cogran walks out of the Russ having parked it pointing at the bridge
>he is carying a shell for the Russ and some remote detonation equipment.
I am no infrastructure engineer bur I think this will be enuth.
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>>2671709
>The partisans are very well hidden in ditches, behind rocks, and even in high grass. They are very adept at using camouflage
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>>2672498
>Irvis nods

"Good thinking."
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>>2672500
Now it's only to wait for the targets

> he places himself next to the heavy stubber

> ammo 5 magazines and 2 frag grenades
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Rolled 5 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2672502
Ok I guess I will get going.
Everyone I whant atleast one drivemotor for the Russ and one leg of a sentinel intact.
>starts riging up the shel to explode when something drives over the bridge or he pushes his button.
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Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>2672518
>After waiting for a shirt time, you hear something approaching; but it is not the rumble of treaded vehicles, it is the unique sound of a sentinel'a legs moving

>A scout sentinel approaches the area, obviously doing what its name implies and scouting ahead of the convoy.

>It begins its search of the area
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>>2672521
Ok that should be good
>walks back to the Russ jumping in and tries to angle the gun so is points at the bridge.
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>>2672526
> motions to hold fire
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>>2672647
>Anarch trembles with barely suppressed anticipation.
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>The scout sentinel searches around the area quickly. Luckily, through the efforts of the partisans, you all have remained hidden. You can hear him as he shouts into a Vox

"Allright, bridge is clear. Gonna scout ahead of it."

>And crosses the bridge
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>>2672677
(VOX)Is this the time to press the button(VOX)
That should have set it of. Must just have mised it
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>>2672677
Now keep down everyone and hold your fire
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>>2672677
"Come on..."
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>>2672689

"Just wait. You will know when to press it when you are given the order too. So be quiet and wait for the order to be given."
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>>2672689
>Slowly racks the slide on his autogun.
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>>2672705
(VOX)How did you get this frequency.(VOX) Or are you inside the holy Russ and if you are inside it can you please aim it. I sadly dont think my targeting algorithms are good enuth to hit reliability at this range
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>>2672724

"There is a rad- Vox right near me that someone left on. Ask the one who set up the thing how it got your frequency."
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>>2672730
(VOX)Shame I could have used you to aim this thing(VOX)
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"Everybody shut up. They're coming."

>The convoy approaches in a line. First is a chimera, followed by a leman russ, followed by two supply trucks, followed by a chimera, followed by two supply trucks, followed by a chimera.
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>>2672741
> Hearing that the bomb should have gone of jaan motions to the one with the krack missile to fire at the front vehicle if it manages to cross the bridge
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>>2672769
Activating targeting algorithms.
>Cogran starts the engine of the Russ trying to point it at where the enemy Russ will be when the brige is supposed to blow
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>>2672777
>The bridge explodes and the chimera plummets 12 feet into the shallow river below. The convoy screeches to a halt in confusion as a man pops out of the russ's hatch and looks around the area, panicked
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>>2672769
>Anarch smiles, breathes in, and tenses his finger.
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>2672786
>Taking aim, he shoots to pop the guardsman's head off.
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>2672786
>aims at the commanders head with his autogun and fires a burst lead
(4/5) ammo remaining
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2672786

Brunhilde takes aim with their pistol and fires at the nearest guard they can. Now was the time for the attack, though she wouldn't just charge at the enemy, just aim and fire.
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Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>2672786
>Evangelus blasts daemonic warp lightning as some guardsmen
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Rolled 14 - 3 (1d20 - 3)

>>2672786
Thank the gods it blew.
>Cogran fires the main gun of the Russ at the enemy Russ (-3 due to no rotating turet and Cograns lack of training.)
>>
Fire! fire those lazcannons now!!
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Rolled 3, 18, 7, 4 = 32 (4d20)

>>2672786
>The Regiment fires its heavy weapons
>First roll is lascannon at the russ
>Second roll is heavy bolter at back chimera
>Third and fourth rolls are auto cannons at the middle chimera
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>>2672796
>Looking down at the aged autogun
You did good you did great! keep it up and il send you to Cogran to be polished!
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Rolled 20, 12, 10, 9, 12 = 63 (5d20)

>>2672795
>>2672796
>The man popping his head out of the russ has hid head turned into a red paste.

>>2672799
>The shot plinks off the armor of a chimera. There are no guardsmen outside of vehicles currently

>>2672803
>The lighting arcs into a chimera, inside which you can hear panicked screams of pain.

>>2672804
>The russ takes a glancing shot which rips some of the plating off its body. It turns, and fires back at Cogran's russ. First roll.

>>2672816
>The lascannon entirely misses, the heavy bolter shreds the back side of the back chimera, and the auto cannons miss the middle chimera. The middle chimera turns its guns towards the auto cannon emplacements, and some of them to the psyker Evangelus. Second and third rolls respectively.

>The back chimera turns its weapons on the heavy bolter squad. Fourth and fifth rolls respectively.

>5 guardsmen pile out of the middle chimera, and 10 guardsmen pile out of the back chimera.
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Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>2672867
>Some of the shots graze Evangelus' arm, causing him to wince in pain. He retaliates by summoning a tentacle of Slaanesh to pick up one chimera and throw it as far as it can. 60+ to cast.
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2672867

Seeing the actual targets she can deal with coming out, Brunhilde quickly fires off five shots at the five guardsmen coming out the middle Chimera. Maybe she could deal with them as quickly as they came out, although fanning the hammer like she was isn't something she did too often...
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2672867
>Taking aim at the guardsmen hurrying out the back, Anarch lets loose with full auto fire.
"DEFECT OR DIE, THE IMPERIUM CARES NOT FOR YOU!"
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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2672867
>antaloth hops out of his trench running at the enemy guardsmen who came out of the chimera firing a salvo of lead from the autogun
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Rolled 66 - 60 (1d100 - 60)

>>2672885
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Rolled 17, 16 = 33 (2d20)

>>2672867
> the partisans open fire at the enemy infantry ( first roll for autoguns second roll for heavy stubber)
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>>2672891
(3/5 ammo remaining)
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>>2672896
> 4,5 mags on autoguns left
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Rolled 81 (1d100)

>O7 gazes at the battlefield, surveying the situation at hand
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Rolled 17, 20 = 37 (2d20)

>>2672867
>the shel pierces straight thru one of the week parts of the armor straight into the engine room igniting the fuel.
>Cogran quickly jumps out of the Russ it exploding soon after.
>Turning to the two chimeras standing beside the now destroyed Russ ruing into the fixed one he takes comand if it and orders both of them to open fire at the Russ(2d20 one for the one cogran is an and one for the other one)
OPEN FIRE YPU FOOLS VENGEANCE FOR CHARLES VENGEANCE FOR THE OMNISSAHIA DESTROY THAT RUSS.
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Rolled 16, 4, 15 = 35 (3d20)

>>2672867
>A few of the men on the autocannons die. They return fire on the middle chimera(first roll) while the lascannon shoots at the russ(second roll) and the heavy bolter shoots into the guardsmen at the back of the line(third roll)
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2672948
>Jay lays into the men there.
The first to surrender gets eaten last!
sorry, had work
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Rolled 2, 1, 1, 19, 14, 19, 13 = 69 (7d20)

>>2672875
>Horrific tentacles, streaked with eyes and gnashing teeth, erupt from the ground and lift the back chimera into the air before slamming it back onto the ground, cracking several inches of metal plating and scattering several guardsmen about.

"Kill the witch!"

>Guardsmen open fire at evangelus. First roll.

>>2672881
>Brunhilde serves only to prove the effectiveness of flak armor against small arms fire. A guardsman fires at Brunhilde. Second roll.

>>2672885
>>2672892
>Anarch's words serve only to steel the resolve of the guardsmen as he lands only glancing shots into the guardsmen. The guardsmen he was firing at return fire. Third roll.

>>2672891
>Several guardsmen takes shots to the torso, arms, and legs, and one right between the eyes. Cries of pain and cries that will be the last. Music to the gods.


>>2672896
>Guardsmen fall left and right to partisan fire.

>The last guardsman of that particular group utters a prayer and tosses a grenade at the partisans. Fourth roll.

>>2672921
>Multilasers and heavy bolters hit the russ hard in the spots where previous volleys had stripped it of armor. Several important pieces become wrecked, and the engine begins to smoke.

>The russ returns fire. Fifth roll.

>>2673003
>A few guardsmen are hit in the arms and legs.

>One of the guardsmen at the river opens fire. Sixth roll.

>>2672913
>7 observes the situation thusly: One chimera is wrecked and in the river. Four guardsmen have climbed their way out of the wreck and up the river banks. There are 3 guardsmen from the back chimera still active, and two from the middle chimera still active. The enemy leman russ is on its last legs. The back chimera is wrecked. The middle chimera is damaged, but still active.

>7 is charged by a man with a knife. Seventh roll.
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2673029

Quickly, Brunhilde would reload and take aim again, trying to kill the guardsmen by aiming for parts which wheren't armored by Flack Armor. She didn't even notice that someone was actually trying to shoot at her, funnily enough.
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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2673029
>he scrambles up to the downed man and looks to his autogun
Im sorry for this!
>and then hits him in the forehead with the stock in a downward smash
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2673029
>Jay releases a sound halfway between a scream and a moan, she continues slashing with her knife, and grabbing with her tounge, even biting, always preferring to deal pain than death.
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2672948
>O7 takes a mild gash to the side but turns on his heel to send the man charging far past him
>he strolls up to the middle chimaera and gets on top

OPEN UP.
>he sends a bolt into hinges on the top hatch
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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2673029
>All at once, Anarch's senses are overwhelmed by an unearthly clarity: the explosions of vehicles, the repeating tap-tap-tap of gunfire, the screams of the dying, the stench of iron and smoke, the way his lasgun kicks into his shoulder, the steady thump of his heart... and the wave of calm that rushes through his nerves and cools the core of his very being.
>Beautiful.
>With the loyalists fully deployed out of the chimera, he switches back to single shots.
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>>2673029
>the Russ hits one of the front wheels of the chimera Cogran is not in disabling it.
don't stop shooting you meat bags don't let his destroy the omnissahias holy arms.
>The chimeras continue to shoot at the russ.
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Rolled 1, 14 = 15 (2d20)

>>2673092
Forgot roll
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>>2673029
> The grenade takes out the heavy stubber killing the crew and destroying the weapon

> the partisans continue to fire at the guardsmen(first roll) the one armed with a krack missile fire at the russ (second roll)
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Rolled 7, 6 = 13 (2d20)

>>2673135
For fuck sake
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2673128
>Decides to reveal himself and start slaughtering the enemy guardsmen
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Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>2673029
>Evangelus takes cover, before attempting to summon a Greater Daemon of Slaanesh. 70+ to summon.
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>>2673053
>One guardsman falls down cursing, having been shot in the leg

>>2673062
>The man is knocked unconscious

>>2673068
>Her target backs away, firing wildly.

>>>2673076
>The hatch refuses to open until somebody inside throws it open and fires a las pistol directly at 7.

>>2673078
>One loyalist falls down.

>>2673098
>A few shots hit the russ, and the engine dies

>>2673143
>Nobody is seriously injured.

>>2673161
>Blood for the blood god? More like miss for the miss god! Amirite?

>>2673174
>The fabric of reality buckles and twists, and a large tear in it appears, out of it riding a massive chariot pulled by strange reptilian beasts, carrying the sensual and screaming daemonettes of Slaanesh on it. The chariot slams into the supply trucks, flipping them over and scattering their contents across the ground

>The enemy is essentially defeated at this point. Their vehicles are wrecked or flipped, and the men are dead, dying, crying on the ground, or trying to flee
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2673190
>Running down the ones trying to flee
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>>2673190
>he drops a grenade in the open hatch, slams it closed and strolls off
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>>2673190
Ok now men get the supplies and let's get out of here

> jaan and his men quickly moves forward and starts to gather up the supplies
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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2673190
>he runs over the the second down man offering the same treatment
I am so sorry gun!
>bonk
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Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>2673190
>The chimera now drives forward cogran stepping out of it when it arives by the destroyed convoy.
So can any of these still drive if so point me at them. But first I must go and check at the Russ
>Cogran grabs a fire extinguisher and a barel of insence and goes into the Russ trying to get it running.
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Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>2673190
>Evangelus attempts to find some decent look to take

Hmmm, what will Slaanesh grace me with today?
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>>2673190
Anarch stops firing the moment he hears -- no, [i]feels[/i] -- that claw constantly raking against reality's surface finally finding purchase. Through the scratch, THEY emerge, beautiful yet horrifying, wondrous yet nightmarish. He stands there, captivated, wanting to flee and never look back, yet also spend the rest of his life gazing upon such perfection. In his joy, he calls out to those still loyal to the Corpse Empire.
"Do you wish to join now?! At last, do you see?!"
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2673190
>Notices the Chariot with strobe lights and pop music
>The absolutely disgusting bitch-whores of the super-space prostitute are on my property
>Oh hell no
"CHARGE! DESTROY THEM BEFORE THEY RAPE YOUR ENTIRE BLOODLINE!"
>Charging chariot with his hellblade
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Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>2673190
>Tie up the ones I've injured but not killed.
Alright, who wants to work In the kitchen and who wants to be my personal toy?
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>>2673233
>O7 shoots one in the head and drags another one off to the husk of a chimaera
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>looks at the two unconscious men satisfied, scheming
These two are mine! Mine i say!
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Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>2673190

Brunhilde just stares at the chariot and the daemons on it. A part of her mind was wondering if this place just had some kind of drug in the air that made people see things and that was how such things even came to be, while another wondered how such a thing was possible. Soon however, these thoughts faded replaced with other ones before she tried to look away, realizing possibly too late that looking at it was only going to be like the other daemon and make her feel things she wouldn't normally.
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>>2673244
>ties them up
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>>2673249
You wanted to talk
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Rolled 14 (1d15)

>The chariot’s occupants laugh as they peel away at top speed, leaving the grass behind them on fire.

>There are [roll] guardsmen left alive
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>>2673253
Do you know why i charged in? i was one man against five but i went in anyway. Without fear or concern. Do you know why?
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>>2673248

Brunhilde is able to keep her eyes away from such a thing, along with clearing her thoughts. Whatever these things where that kept coming into existence here, be they real or fake, where doing things to her mind. But she was not going to let them, or if they didn't exist, which to her was a possibility, whatever was projecting them cloud her mind. In a way, her first encounter with these strange creatures had taught her a few things, and she didn't plan on becoming like the many people here who she considered weird and a bit disturbing.
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>>2673263
>Claw rests on her shoulder
"Mortal, why do you gaze upon the empyrean with such fervor?"
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>>2673261
Because you're conviction to your good convinced you that you would live

You still have not awnsered my question as being in the debt of something I can't eliminate is a position I never can afford to be in
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>>2673273
It wasnt conviction i was outright told.
they said that i will not die today.
so what do i have to fear?
And it isnt debt, its a mutual gain.
tit for tat,
this for that.
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>>2673268

"To be honest, its kind of hard not to... and it doesn't even mater if I look or not, or even if you actually exist or not, as the creatures like you seem to affect the mind to some extent. And yet I seem to be getting efficient at not letting them do such a thing. I don't feel anything even though your next to me even." she would say without turning to the daemon.
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>>2673216
>Evangelus finds a bolt pistol

>>2673222
>A guardsman, crying, kills himself with his lasgun. The rest despair. A few, tears straining their faces, renounce the Emperor

>>2673233
>A guardseoman nervously raises her hand
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>>2673278
That sounds like being in someone's debt as they demand you do something and you have no choice but to follow as they have previously given you favour and it's time to collect
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>>2673283
"Yes i had been working on making that happen, good it has taken root."
>Claw curling over her shoulder
"Enjoy your night, Brunhilde."
>The Daemon strolls off and fills the air with the sound of creaking metal, laughing to himself
>There is a small discoloration left where his claw rested on Brunhildes shoulder, the skin has turned red and hot to the touch
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>>2673292
You do something for them, they do something for you. It is a win win situation, the more you do for them the stronger they get, and the stronger they get the more they do for you
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>>2673211
>The Russ is no longer on fire, but you’re not going to get it running unless you tow it back to base

>Speaking of towing, might want to check on the trucks, because the chariot earlier flipped them over
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>>2673294

When the daemon said 'it has taken root' Brunhilde instantly felt a sense of worry that maybe she hadn't been in full control of her mind, and instead it was just that something else took root. She would turn around to see the daemon walking off, and looking at where the daemon rested its claws only made her more worried. Maybe joining these people wasn't the best idea after all...Trying not to worry, and trying to push such thoughts from her mind, she got up and started helping with making sure everyone and everything was gathered up, all the while telling herself she still was in full control and not losing herself.
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>>2673310
>emerging from the Russ now covered in oil
Some one get that wired up to the chimera
>walks over to the trucks and inspects them
I heard some voices say that we should check on these
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>>2673285
>Anarch snarls at the fool who would rather shoot himself than embrace REAL beings, with REAL powers, before turning to the turncoats.
"Do not weep! Welcome to the revolution, brothers. /I/ am your new sergeant. Together, with the blessings of the Warp at our beck and call, we will overthrow the false Imperium and usher in a new golden age of Man! Now..."
>Anarch gives those who have yet to pick a side one last chance. One singular, solitary, final chance.
"WHO'S WITH ME?!"
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>>2673348
>Two guardsmen stand and nod. A few more stay weeping on the floor.
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>>2673369
>after jaan leaves Antaloth falls to his knees clutching his head
Ahh! AGGGHG!!!!!
>under his mask he has a terrible nose bleed and his eyes are rolling back
>He curls up in the fetal position and starts twitching but has stopped screaming.
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>>2673399
>Irvis prods Antaloth with his foot

"Are you dying? Because if you're dying, I would prefer to make you a sacrifice rather than just let your life drain from you. Speaking of sacrifices..."

>Irvis gathers a few captives and a few... implements

"This man fought bravely in battle, however he did not fight for us, did not fight for khorne, and so he lost."

>Irvis slits his throat

"May his blood please Khorne. Now this man, the coward tried to play dead. Smart, but not smart enough."

>Irvis brands the mans forehead with the mark of tzneetch and then gouges out his eyes

"This man cornered one of my own and tried to rip him to pieces, he failed, but his excessive violence was admirable. Unfortunately, he did not fight for us."

>Irvis injects him with a cocktail of drugs and poisons. The man violently spasms and froths at the mouth until he goes still.

"And finally, this man just would not die. Stabbed, shot, a leg blown off, still he fought on. His residence, though admiral, is wasted on the corpse emperor."

>Irvis cuts the man in several places and rubs rotting meat and filth on his wounds before chaining him to the chimera to slowly die

"Let the plague father visit truly wondrous poxes on your body."
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>>2673369
"You two!"
>He points towards them.
"Follow the others' lead as they remove all signs of the Corpse Imperium from their equipment."
>Anarch turns back to those others, waiting.
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Rolled 94 (1d100)

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>>2673467
>They remove or defile the aquilas on their gear
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Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>2673451
>he stops twitching trying to absorb everything the warp has told him
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>>2673483
>he gets up slowly, holding his head
I have had...
>wince
a vision. A blessing from the warp irivs. i have good news.
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>>2673513
"Yes, and?"
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>>2673483
"Well done! Know that today is the first day of something special: something that will bring the manufactorum managers, the priests, the commissars, the HIGH LORDS, to their knees! You have been given the chance to be a part of it, and freedom from the Imperium's grasp will be awarded to those who prove themselves worthy!"
>His head turns towards commotion on the other side of the battlefield.
"Watch those who still cling to their dead empire! Attempt to convert them if you wish, but do not allow any to escape. I'm going to see what's going on!"
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>>2673451

Brunhilde just watches this, clearly not to pleased with what he was doing. If they where planning to execute them, they could at lest kill them like they did the first so that they could die a less painful death if they where so keen on preserving their ammo. However, despite this, she didn't say anything, not wanting to pick a fight with the one running the regiment of turncoats...
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>>2673513
>The sight of Antaloth clutching his head causes Anarch to rush over.
"Antaloth! Are you alright?! What's tha--"
>>2673451
>It's then that he sees the ritually sacrificed corpses, and stops in his tracks. His lasgun goes slack in his hands, hanging from his side.
"...What the... what the HELL?!"
>He sprints over to the man chained to the chimera and immediately begins undoing the chains.
"Who did this?! WHO DID THIS?!"
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>>2673556

Brunhilde simply points to the Commander and says "He did this. I hope he has a complaint department that isn't his gun. For your sake at the very least."
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>>2673549
>Irvis notices Brunhilde's look

"They would not surrender, they would not join us. If taken as slaves, they would have betrayed us. The one that I sacrificed to Khorne would never let us chain him. The one I sacrificed to Tzeentch would have plotted against us. The one I sacrificed to Slaanesh, well, he died in absolute ecstasy. And the one I am slowly sacrificing to the plague father?"

>Said sacrifice, still alive and chained to the chimera's hull, is singing hymns loudly to the Emperor

"Well, I have to admit, that one is a tad more cruel and painful. However, if he were to recognize Nurgle, the pain would fade away. He will not though, far too stubborn and set in his ways."
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>>2673556
"Do not free that man, his resolve is unbreakable. You will not be able to convert him."
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>>2673524
I saw flame, but it was black. and it the center i saw a man, huge in size but small in presence. He weiled a large sword with teeth and it roared like a daemon but no one heard it. Around him were dead piled high and their corpses wept. The black flame that surrounded him swept across the land and brought ruin to everything it touched. He was a champion of shadow for beyond his titanic outline all i could see of him was the eight pointed star burned upon his head like a fresh cattle brand. He was a champion of shadow and darkness and he whispered many truths to us, and many lies to our foes. that is all i saw, and all i can say.
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>>2673574
>Anarch's efforts to unchain the man hasten, reaching a fever pitch before slowly, surely, faltering. After a long pause, he raises the shaking barrel of his lasgun to the man's head, breathes deep, looks him in the eyes, and pulls the trigger. He then stands there, trembling, covered in the guardsman's blood.
"You... YOU...!"
>Snarling face coated in gore, he turns towards Irvis, pausing only to give the trooper with gouged eyes a shot to the brain as well. Though it's unnoticeable against the gore dripping off him, the glance of the mark branded across the fallen man's head Anarch receives, before it splatters to pulp, causes his eyes to weep blood, alongside the renegade's tears.
"WHY?! THIS IS WHY WE REVOLTED AGAINST THE IMPERIUM, IS IT NOT?! FOR CRUELTIES SUCH AS THIS?! I UNDERSTAND WE CANNOT KEEP THEM ALIVE, BUT THIS IS UTTERLY HORRIFYING, AGAINST ALL DECENCY!"
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>>2673685
"Against all decency? These were not men that surrendered, these were not men that put down their weapons, these were not men who thought for themselves; they were dogs, puppets to the Imperial Creed of blind faith and absolute obedience. They did not have a will of their own, they were guided solely by the wills of those above them. They were unchanging, fierce, and would not change their loyalties. The first sacrifice did not die too cruelly, there are more agonizing ways to go than he did. The second did die with cruelty indeed, but such is the way of things. The third died in great pleasure in fact, narcotics racing through his system. The fourth? Well, he only died because you just shot him. We would've continued like that for days, longer still if we desired he die from sickness instead of dehydration or hunger. His was more a test of his faith actually. To those that worship Nurgle, no malady will affect their function and life. Even when stricken with the worst of poxes, they will not die from them. Had he recognized the error of his ways in worshipping the corpse emperor, he would have been spared from death, freed from his chains, and inducted into our ranks."
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>Kanith is seen sitting down by a boulder, picking pieces of flesh out from his chainsword. His thick steel skull mask hides his face, which is wracked with depression and sadness. It is the reason he wears such a mask, to hide such emotion. In truth, he held thoughts. Thoughts about needlessly killing men whom he once considered brothers in arms. It is all too late now. Reality has sank in. Kanith knows how bad things really are. He does not try to reject it. He actively embraces it. This universe is cluttered chaos. There is no point fighting it at all.

>Kanith watches the executions from afar, feeling no happiness or sadness, but rather numbness. He fights for survival every day. There's is no room for emotion. All there is left is hasteless nihilism. Kanith claims to proudly wear the arrow-pronged star of chaos, but in reality he cares not for it. Kanith does not care anymore for who dies. He does not care for any of the men in the regiment's lives. The only thing that gives him any sort of sense of emotion is when his chainsword hacks into the weak flesh of any being, ripping them limb for limb and then reducing them to a flesh-filled red past.

>Kanith no longer cares.
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>>2673685
These men not only reject the will of the dark gods but they directly oppose it. they oppose everything that we stand for! if you think that we are cruel then you obviously havent been alive very long because these bastards support babies been taken from their parents to be used in cruel experiments, the support millions of people being denied food. THEY SUPPORT ENTIRE POPULATIONS OF PEOPLE BEING CULLED SIMPLY BECAUSE THEY THINK IN A DIFFERENT WAY!
And even when we hold out our hand and offer mercy they spit on it! we must make an example of them. And i will make an example of you if you dont get back in line.
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>>2673685
You don't understand at all, do you?
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>>2673685
>Jay's voice goes calm
You would defend those that tore at my soul? They refused me the most basic pleasure. No physical torment is enough for them.
>The music returns to her voice
>>2673732
So, we've got loads of meat here, what say we get some "pork" for our larders.
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>>2673732
"SUCH IS THE WAY OF THINGS?!"
>Anarch hisses at Irvis.
"I THOUGHT WE REBELLED BECAUSE WE WANTED TO CHANGE THE WAY OF THINGS?! 'CHANGING THE WAY OF THINGS' DOES NOT MEAN TORTURING NORMAL MEN TO DEATH! CHANGING THE WAY OF THINGS DOES NOT MEAN SLOWLY KILLING A MAN WHO ISN'T GOING TO JOIN US ANYWAYS IN THE HOPES HE MIGHT GIVE IN TO TORTURE!"
>>2673769
>Anarch turns towards Antaloth, backpedaling from Irvis and keeping both in sight.
"SO KILL THEM WITHOUT COMMITTING YOUR OWN 'EXPERIMENTS'!"
>>2673783
>He begins glancing over his shoulder at the newcomer, then back again at Irvis and Antaloth, repeatedly.
"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!"
>>2673810
>His voice quivers.
"I... I..."
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>>2673820
"Calm down, what's done is done. Should you have any opinions about what to do with prisoners who will not forsake the yoke of the imperium and who are too dangerous to force to work, voice them before I have sacrificed them to the gods."

>>2673810
"No, we are not eating dead men. You may if you wish, as we're not burying them unless the partisans think it's a good idea to hide the bodies, though honestly I'd prefer to string most of them up to send a message."
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>>2673820
You what, you think a man like you has a place deciding what is right or wrong in the world of gods? This isn't some mortal war. Like it or not you are fighting on a god's battlefield, you don't have to help us, but stay out of the way.
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>>2673840
I will keep them aside, for those who grow weary of these other rations.
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>drags his brand new slaves into the chimera and sits by them
Mine.
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>>2673840
Closing his eyes, Anarch focuses on breathing in, then out. After a silence, he re-opens them and looks back to Irvis, voice cracking as he begins to once again speak.
"I wish to do the executions."
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>>2673285
Come along dear, we need to pick out the good cuts before they get discarded.
>Gatheres corpses that haven't had their guta burst, to load them into a chimera.
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>>2673909
>antaloth over hears and runs over
Then do it with this, prove your loyalty and cut their throats
>offers his black ritual dagger, dry dark red streaks stain the black glass of the blade.
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>>2673909
>>2673921
"We don't have any more executions for today, all the other captives have capitulated and either joined our ranks or have been forced into servitude until they cease their refusal to join us willingly."
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>>2673921
>Anarch turns it over in his hand, rubbing his thumb against the hilt. Something about the blade causes the hairs on his neck to stand up and bile to tickle the back of his throat, but he grips it nonetheless.
"Very well."
>>2673937
"Wrong, Commander. My new men are guarding those who did not see the path of... righteousness."
>The last word is spoken devoid of emotion.
>Without wasting another moment, Anarch turns on his heels and heads back to the guardsmen he converted earlier.
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>>2673975
"If you wish to sacrifice a captive in the name of the gods, you must do it from the ones you have claimed. Do not take the captives or converts of anyone else."
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>>2673975
>Antaloth watches with anticipation
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Rolled 77 (1d100)

Fucking children.
Squabbling over stolen toys.

>he begins plotting an overly complicated scheme to kill the planetary governer
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>>2673987
"Yes sir."
>Once he arrives, Anarch looks towards one of his men -- one of the first to remove the aquila, not either of the two cowards who would need to be kept watched -- and raises his voice.
"What happened while I was gone?"
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>>2674011
"S-Steve... he tried to run away. So... I shot him in the foot."

"Fuck you Mikhail! You're a fucking traitor!"

"I'm a survivor! I'm a free man!"
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>>2674004
>Approaches
Hello brother, blessing of the wind upon you.
>clasps his hand and offers a bow
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>>2674035
Nine winds, yet seven great oceans of terra.

Two winds lost, found again in the warp.

Each a side of change, a different wind, blowing into eachother.

That is change.

Do not bow, it is unimportant.
I have began laying plans to remove the planetary governor variable.
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>>2674031
>Mihhail receives a pat on the shoulder.
"Well done. I want you to ditch that lasgun for a special or heavy weapon, if we can spare it, and if you'd be willing."
>Anarch then turns his head towards 'Steve'.
"As for YOU..."
>Blade gripped to the point of trembling in his grasp, Anarch goes to grab the Imperial by his helmet, tilt his chin up, and slice the blade across the man's throat without delay.
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>>2674085
Well that was just a waste of average quality cannon fodder
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>>2674053
Then we are of the same goals, just as they said before. Not only do we serve the wind but we are after the same thing. Upon the cowards death i will receive a boon from Tzeentch, however i must be the one to deal the blow.
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>>2674093
Not a waste, he used my blade. That fools soul belongs to Tzeentch now.
Well done Anarch. you just might prove useful yet
>he holds out his hand, asking for the blade back.
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>>2674110
You need not be the one to strike at his heart to be the one to set the blade in motion
>>2674114
Death without meaning and life without mention. What worth is the soul of the worthless?
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>>2674133
Are we not all worthless in comparison to the greater beings of the warp? we are only men. He was only a man. We serve in what ways we can serve and strive to do better when we can. And if we cannot, we make oppurtunity.
he failed so he served in death the only way he could.
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>>2673570
>>2673685
>>2673732
>>2673779
>>2673810
>>2673820

Brunhilde sighs and simply waits for this scene as it were to end, then a little bit after before speaking to Irvis. "I feel like saying that all slaves who aren't suicidal will aim to find a way to escape. Besides, the people who believe in that so called emperor are indoctrinated to do so right? It would take time but can't you just undo that indoctrination? I understand we don't have the most in terms of time and resources but still."
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Rolled 1, 7 + 1 = 9 (2d10 + 1)

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Rolled 5 + 1 (1d10 + 1)

>>2674158
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>>2674147
"We are not psychologists. Their indoctrination cannot be undone without either hopeless despair or by torture in our situation. And yes, some may try to escape, but they will fail, and eventually they will stop trying to escape. They will eventually either realize the error of their ways or else toil endlessly."
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>>2674093
>Anarch responds without turning to face the new voice, instead staring into Steve's eyes as life drains from the sacrificed man's body.
"He refused to see the way."
>>2674114
>After all light has gone out, Anarch looks towards Antaloth. He glances over the cultist's hand, towards the remaining loyalists. Fresh blood dripping down that already crusting into his flesh and armor, he ignores the Tzeentchian and instead descends upon the guardsmen, slicing their jugulars one by one.
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>>2674144
And the gods in the warp are by your own definition then meaningless, as life will fade from this reality and thus too will they.

No, none are without meaning unless by their own indolence they choose so
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>>2674173
And you are blinded yourself in hate for the ignorant, rather than dominance over them
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>>2674172

"Then why not learn psychology or debate and simply talk with them. I wouldn't consider myself an expert but just mercilessly slaughtering the comrades of someone you are fighting against when they have laid down their arms is a good way to make them more defiant. I should know seeing how that is what the imperium did on my home. If these people were their leaders I would understand but they aren't, they are just the soldiers forced to do their higher ups bidding."
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>>2674175
How dare you!? The gods are eternal! they are the beginning and the end!
I should kill you but i wont because i need you.
Im done speaking with you for now.
>leaves
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>>2674218
You couldn’t kill me if you tried.
Unless you worship the plaguefather, and seek reduced complexity and stagnation. Because that is what my death would entail. One less variable.
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>>2674213
"From my experience, if they do not immediately give up their past allegiances, they tend to only give it up later after giving into despair, being tortured, or going insane. Otherwise, they remain obstinate until they die. The men I executed were at the far end of the latter obstinate forever category, and would have constantly plotted against us."
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>>2674228
>draws his dagger
Would you like to test that blasphemer?
because ive had enough of your lip.
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>>2674208
"They had their chance!"
>Anarch shouts, over his bloody work.
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>>2674234
Tactical analysis indicates a less than 3% chance of success.
If you want to stab me go ahead and try, pawn.

It’s all apart of the plan.
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>>2674236
Someone's grumpy, here, have a cookie.
>There is a bit of blood on it from the fight, but lo and behold, she pulls another cookie out of her apron pocket to give to you.
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>>2674232

"I believe you are mistaken, that or your previous experience has had the ones who would otherwise join decide it's better to die then join the ones who did actions that they see as irredeemable. Next time you have prisoners who you believe are far to stubborn, send them to me. I may not be a psychologist but I can try to understand their way of thinking and break their beliefs."
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>>2674173
>Irvis watches as Anarch descends on the one other slave he has

“Well then, I hope you’re happy. You’re out two servants.”
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2674246
>Charges at you with unholy ferociousness
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>>2674272
>he just steps to the side as you sprawl across the ground

If you are done with the childish infighting, I have an assassination to plot, so if you wouldn’t mind...
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2674279
>grab his autogun and fires a burst at him
(2/5 ammo remaining)
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>>2674284
>each bullet goes wide of his skin by less than a centimetre as he stands gazing at you

Is that proof enough yet or do I have to keep standing here waiting for you to piss Tzeench off even more?
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>>2674284
>Fires his pistol into the air
“Stand the fuck down!”
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>>2674293
>>2674295
Fine!
>he switches his gun to safe
But no know this! we are not friends blasphemer. Do not speak to me unless its important.
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>>2674303
Everything I say is important.
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>>2674309
Sure.
>leaves in a huff
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>>2674271
>As the second stops squirming, Anarch gazes up at the Commander.
"He would have betrayed us, sir: sabotaged his assignments, needed guards watching him at all times. Better to deal with it now than later."
>>2674249
>Dropping the limp corpse, Anarch faces Jay. Reaching for the cookie with his free hand, he takes it, looking it over. He smiles.
"Thank you."
>His stomach rumbles. He looks at the cookie, but then Mikhail catches his eye. He looks back down, licking his lips (and tasting copper,) only to finally walk over to him (while giving the fighting Tzeentchians a wide berth) and extend the pastry.
"Here, trooper. You earned it."
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>>2674333
“T-Thank you.”

>He bites into the cookie and almost immidately spits it out

“What the feth is in that!?”
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>>2674267
"You may try the next time we have some."
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>Kanith makes some distance to the regiment, before taking out a human leg and immediately devouring it. It wasn't long before all that was left was a pile of chipped bones.
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>>2674352
"What?! What do you mean?!"
>Whipping around, Anarch looks for Jay.
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>>2674352
>>2674462
>Raises eyebrow and pulls another cookie to her nose.
It went bad? That shouldn't happen. Unless...
>She tears off the apron and throws it at Mikhail.
Whatever's in those probably isn't good for you.
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>>2674651
"Wait, want? I don't understand what's even going on at this point! What was in them! I'm so confused! Am I dying?"
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>>2674738
I don't know, you might just have bad taste, but I'd rather not risk whatever might be growing in those, your free to Chow down on those, if Nurgle chose you it's already too late.
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>>2674313
>One of Ant's slaves wakes up, still tied inside the chimera. He looks around and nudges his fellow captive awake

"Sir, we've been captured!"

"Lower your voice private. Dear Emperor, this is a fate worse than death."

"What they'll do to us?"

"No, being tied up next to you. It's degrading."
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>>2675232
>Antaloth walks in, the respirator on his mask is slightly clogged with blood.
Alright listen up weaklings. Your friends are dead, dying or have already sworn fealty to the dark gods. You will either do the same or i will sacrifice you and trade your soul for more useful company. You all will do what i say, when i say it and how i say it to the letter your i will skin you alive. You will find that your treatment will be considerably better than the others in our fortification so long as you cooperate. I will show you the ways of the wind and soon enough you will swear your soul to the lord of change and if you do not i will give your soul to him myself.
I am Antaloth, and i am your master.
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>>2675380
>The two lean in and start whispering two each other

“Whaddya think sir?”

“Well I want to get out of this alive, damn the consequences.”

“But whata bout the Emperor?”

“Is the Emperor currently freeing me from these chains and your own presence? No? Then he can go suck a dick until he does!”

“I dunno if the priest would be happy bout you sayin’ that sir.”

“The preist also screams at livestock.”

“Good point sir. Would you like me to negotiate?”

“No, I shall do so.”

>He clears his throat

“We shall serve you loyalty... IF you agree to call me “The Captain”.”

“And can I be called uh... Horuk Soul Eater!”

“Shut up Vevel.”
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2675404
>walks up the the one who asked to be called "the captain" and kicks him straight in the teeth with his steel toed boots
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>>2675416
CLANG!
>Antaloth’s boot hits something metal, and his toes hurt

>”The Captain” smiles, showing off shiny metal teeth

“Got these back in the war. Not sure which one though. Memory ain’t what it used to be. That’s what being hit in the head will do to you I’m afraid.”

“Yep, he took each an every one of those chompers from an enemy soldier. Ripped ‘em clear outta there heads he did he did.”
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>>2675428
Wow thats actually kind of impressive
>leans on the other leg to take pressure off
Either way. insult me again and i will flat out kill you okay? and you guys are my first batch of slaves so try to make this work without me cutting your throats. And no you cannot be called captain, you get to be slave #1 though, and you are slave #2. now stay here while i go loot your retarded convoy, did you see your commanders head when i shot it at the beginning of the ambush? it was hilarious btw you wouldnt happen to have a flamer in the back of that truck of yours would you?
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>>2675455
“We have a box of hand-flamers, a regular sized one, and even a heavy flamer actually.”
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>>2675504
Oh thanks. Il tell Jay to give you a cookie later for being honest with me.
now stay here im going to get those. And if your not here when i get back im going to cook you with them and feed you to Jay
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>>2675517
“Well, goodbye then. I guess we’ll just... sit here. Wouldn’t happen to have a deck of cards would you?”

“Does this mean we worship the dark gods now sir?”

“Unfortunately, yes. If we ever get out of this, we will have to lie quite fiercely about it all.”

“Oh, well that’s good. I already did that anyways.”

“You what?”

“Yeah, my grandma was super religious. Wasn’t till I I move to the big city that I realized most people didn’t sacrafice goats to blood daemons and such.”

“Private, if we are ever rescued from this, I am going to strangle you.”

“Yes sir.”
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Rolled 60 (1d100)

>starts rummaging through the convoy looking for the flamers they had mentioned.
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>>2675543
>You find a handlamer, the rest of the box is nowhere to be found, as well as the normal flamer. The heavy flamer you find, but it’s fuel tank is broken.
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Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>2675568
>rummaging
well where there is one the other shouldn't be too far behind...
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>>2675575
>You find the rest of the hand flamers. They were under a dead body
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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>2675607
Excellent! now, Prometheum.
Do we have any back at base?
hmm dont think so, better keep looking.
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>Its unfortunate that the daemonic chariot smashed into the supply trucks, as it means a few items were destroyed. However, the following items were still able to be recovered.

>38 lasguns with power packs
>1 lascannon
>3 missile launchers and 8 frag missiles
>17 sets of flak armor
>various mechanical parts for vehicle repair
>2 heavy bolters with ammo
>2 melta guns
>2 Plasma guns
>The Flamers that >>2675615 took
>A ton of grenades
>A handful of melta bombs
>Promethium for days
>Two power swords, one of which is claimed by Commander Irvis immediately
>Vox equipment
>Rations that should feed the regiment for two weeks
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>>2675661
>takes the crates of flamers back to the chimera
Slaves!
>sets the crates down
Do either of you know how to read?
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>Meanwhile, in the planetary capital, an encoded Vox message is received, sent by the pilot of a scout sentinel after he had fled away from the ambush sight.

>The message tells of an organized ambush by forces bearing heretical markings, and of a horrific, monster pulled chariot that rampaged through the countryside for an hour before disappearing into thing air

>The receivers of the message share a glance with each other. One of them, a portly man with finally groomed facial hair, speaks first

"Well then, that's not quite good at all. The reports say it's currently quite a small problem. You couldn't say... nip it in the bud before it becomes a bigger problem, right?"

"I would be honored to Julius. And you are right, it is best to nip it in the bud now. If we were to not, well, we would have to talk to... them about this, and you have heard the stories about what they do."

"Indeed Sister, I will insure that the funding for the new cathedral is secured post haste as a gift for your order."

"The Emperor's will be done."

"Hmm, yes,"
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>>2675672
"I do sir. In fact, I have written many a great and captivating novel about my various journeys and adventures in service to the militarum."

"I can read numbers. I know big ones from small ones."

"Indeed."
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>>2675661
>Cogran claim the VOX equipment and the spare parts as soon as he can
>he them claim a plasma gun.
I whant these and they are mine
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>>2675661
> the omakaiste takes the supplies they need and starts to walk back to base
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>>2675717
>After ordering his men to get the supplies sorted out and loaded up, Irvis walks besides Maide

"You do know that you would not have to take a small cut if you were to join us. Your soldiers would be some of the best in the regiment, they'd get first pick of new gear if you joined us."
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>>2675720
There is something in what you are saying but I don't know if rampant madness is contagious and if it is I would rather keep at a distance
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>>2675676
Okay, slave #1 you will teach #2 to read effective immediatly. I will check on your progress.
#2 if you fail to receive the wisdom i will remove one of your toes with this here knife understood?
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>>2675727
So here is were you went

> looks at the slaves

Why don't they just shoot them
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>>2675733
Because im going to grace them with the wisdom of Tzeentch. Right after #2 learns to read. And i when i open up the book and begin my sermon you are more than welcome. Tzeentch takes interest in you Maide, i have heard the whispers.
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Rolled 6 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2675720
Comander I am already on it you do not have to ask
>Cogran starts scavenging parts from the enemy chimeras and truks prioritising geting as many of them running as posible (roll for repairs)
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>>2675737
What because of my past?

And Do all you people have vispers in your heads telling you what to do
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>>2675754
No just me, atleast it seems. Im proud of it is the thing, the fact that they say anything to me is an honor.
Tzeentch has taken interest in you because of your potential. you are a gifted commander and a desire for the Imperium to fall in some way or another.
And that gift of strategy and proper thinking is a catalyst for Tzeentches many blessings and glorys. I will give these slaves a sermon from the book of Tzeentch, you should join us.
but at this moment im sure you have more questions,
ask away.
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>>2675759
What I am most worried about is the price as I am worried about my freedom and ability to act on the move and not worry about the whims of things outside of my control
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>>2675781
As a military man i know you understand chain of command. Think of it like that, As serving in your military you were gifted certain freedoms and privileges like regular meals and clothing.
The cost of that is loyalty and obedience towards whatever your nation was called before the Imperium brought oppression and horror upon your people.
If you disobeyed your commanders you were reprimanded. But to disobey the winds is unthinkable, as you would never have a reason to do so. But i imagine the punishment is absolute if one were to openly oppose the lord of change.
Your personaly freedoms are not a concern. As you see i am free. I am free because i know. I know who to trust, who to betray, who to lie to and who to tell the truth. For knowledge is power, and power is freedom my friend. Tzeentch offers you that power today. You need only to take it.
>he holds out his hand
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>>2675803
Now you

> takes the hand

If you have lied to me here I will kill you in the most painful way
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>>2675811
You neednt worry about that friend. For I have only begun to tell you about Tzeentches glory,
>clasps his hand with Jaan's and handing him a small amulet of Tzeentch on a black chain. It hums with some indistinct life.
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>>2675823
So now what is supposed to happen

> He takes it and puts it in his pocket
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>>2675838
Now we wait for the menials to get done harvesting the loot from this raid, at that point we will return to base where i will preach the word of tzeentch to you and my two slaves. I wont delve into anything too complex we will start with the fundamentals of the philosphy of Tzeentch
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>>2675844
>Pokes his head out of the smoking remains of a chimera.
HOW DO YOU TURN OF THE VOICES THEY ARE DISTURBING MY WORK
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>>2675850
Oh those two? a swift kick in the head or the promise of food usually works
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>>2675844
You mean like when I infiltrated the pdf for training and equipment and had to sit through hours of ideological and religious education
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>>2675858
Incorrect. The sermons will be longer and longer as we go along, the more i preach, the more you understand, the more you understand the more eager you will be to learn and your ability to comprehend further instruction will also increase. the first sermon will be only one hour. atleast thats what i have planned.
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>>2675852
No not them the voices in my head they continue even when I turn of my hearing. I can not consentreate with then giving this terible advice on fixing the truks
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>>2675859
So exactly like the tedious and boring lessons

> draws his combat blade slightly

And don't make presumptions about giving me orders priest
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>>2675860
What do these voices tell you friend? I will tell you if they are Tzeentchian in nature.
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>>2675870
I havent given you orders, ive only confirmed what youve told me. You see you are already on the path of the 9 winds, i am merely your guide along the road.
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>>2675871
They give me useless advice on how to fix things telling me to take out useless parts and put them somewhere else and also telin me to take out useful parts and put them somewhere where they don't belong
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>>2675874
Unfortunately, you are being plagued by a lessor Daemon of Tzeentch. While greater ones will typically reveal secrets or even the future to an individual such myself, the lessor ones tend to merely harass people. but this is a good problem to have, as this means a greater one is not far behind it. Ignoring it will only make it more aggressive so your kind of on your own until its master is done laughing at you.
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>>2675872
Don't make such presumptions is all I am saying you sounded eager to give instructions

I might not be a raving madman or rambling beserker

> takes one step forward

But I am if nothing else ruthless and stubborn
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>>2675892
Both are admirable traits, and it is those traits that lead to you not submitting to the false emperors tyrany, and that resistance is what lead you to me. and through me, you will be lead down the path of the 9 winds. Everything is part of his grand plan for us. i am merely a catalyst for his wisdom.
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>>2675888
Kill it I can't afford to be distracted. No we can't afford me being distracted. So how do I kill it.
Oh wait can you help be bind it to the chimera over here. O would like to see it fell what it is trying to get me to do to the machine spirit
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>>2675899
So what is this plan

> takes a step back
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>>2675906
You dont kill it unless it shows itself, and i doubt you can. Greater or Lesser, Daemons are mighty beings.
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>>2675917
Tzeentches grand plan. The plan to end all plans, the scheme of schemes. Tzeentch is the weaver and father of fate itself. He lead to you the partisans, and the partisans lead you to me. all so you can learn of his glorius name. To what end i cannot say, for i am not Tzeentch. But i can tell you that he wouldnt have lead you here if it was not important, that is all i can say on that.
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>>2675919
Can you help me bind it to a vehicle and if we succeeded you can get this vehicle as a reward
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>>2675926
Well then

Now you are just rambling again

> walks of

I have things to do
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>>2675930
I believe i can my iron boned friend. but that will have to wait until later when we are back at base, thats where my books are.
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Rolled 35 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2675938
Ok I guess I will have to wait.
>goes back in and tries to fix the chimera again.
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>>2675938
Now. Slaves. Later on you will be forced into my first sermon, there we will begin to show you the wisdom that is the winds of change. Prepare your minds for this wisdom.
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>The regiment arrives back at base. The area surrounding the base seems slightly... different. Something has changed.

"Alright men, rest now. You did good work this day, many things were taken from the False Emperor. Now then, advisors, come with me."

>Irvis retreats to his tent

"There is bad news however: that convoy was essentially the final extent of our knowledge of the enemy's movements and operations from when we used to work for them. Any new intel will have to be gathered through spying, listening, and extracting from prisoners."
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>>2676266
I can order my men to resume regular scouting operations so we can keep a level of knolege of the local area

And with that chariot around I would recommend a dispersal of the resources at hand and establishment of multiple pre planed escape routes
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>>2676410
"The chariot will be gone now. If not brought in via a large ritual, generally with sacrifice, the neverborn do not stay long in the material world."
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>>2676266
On a more inportant note I have started to hear voices in my head and it is distracting me from my work
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>>2676266
"My simple idea is sending out scouts to find any particularly important location or base, raiding it, interrogating the prisoners and either takinh over or destroying it to attract more believers of the Corpse Emperor!"
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>>2676413
Even if that's the case and I have no reason not to believe you

We should still take precautions as our resent actions might have put us on the map in a way we don't want so securing our escape if they come should be done
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>>2676434
Attracting more of the enemy is not what we want as we can't defeat them in our position
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>>2676446
>Irvis nods

"Plan out routes of escape then. You are correct, even with its short time active, the chariot will still have attracted attention. We must be ready to leave if we are attacked."
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>>2676452
"Then we just blow the place up and leave. Done!"
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>>2676463
No it's not that simple as then the next time there will be more and preferably we want to take this planet in a way were the enemy are not able to call for aid and thus the planet can in the end be left in peace and not a perpetual war zone
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>>2676514
"Whatever you say, friend. I still insist that we keep an open mind, though. An unconvntional plan may certainly be a good one."
>>
A soft yawn leaving someones throat. A small smile across a scarred lip. Teeth gleaming despite the conditions. An almost obsession with cleanliness obvious from the start.

The woman at the very least appeared to be in her thirty's. Eye's a soft green and tall standing at 6ft1. Toned muscle apparent a soft tattoo to the ruinous powers etched onto their palm which is gripping a weapon. Their other meticulously spinning it.

As long rose-blond hair gently sways back and forth. A comb embedded in a pocket of a rather unorthodox rearrangement of the outfit. Small sashes of blue and purple decorated with flowers dying and wilted.

Eyes rising finished with their idealistic fantasizing. A question is asked with a creaky imperfect aged tone. A long ranged weapon of some sort slung over their shoulder.

"Chap's? Vigorous peeps. I would deduce were suppose to be strategizing right now?"

A twitch as they finger their weapon. Sounding like an out of touch ninny. A slight intensity in their eyes as a soft hushed mumble is directed towards their weapon.
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>>2676453
With the new vehicles we secured I can relocate my suplies so I can be of in notime
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>>2676594
Another flesh bag I guess we can't get enuth of them
>looks at her
And witch of the four is your patron and how dI'd you get into this tent
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>>2676608
"Well honey, I bet you can calculate that out before you shrivel and perish. As for how I entered this confounded place? I shall bespeak this truth and confound you."

Flicking out of the tent with a simple leap. They proceed to casually at that walk back inside and resume their posture. To say that the woman gave two shits about the man in front of them or really anyone in the room seemed more and more unlikely as time went on.

"Enlightened now aren't you?"
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>>2676651
One who are you and two why are you here

And why would you jump out just to return
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>>2676608
>>2676651
"It is not like we have a door Cogran. This is a tent."
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>>2676651
>Pyrrhus claps slightly.

"What a magic trick."

>>2676675
"I do believe it was an attempt to sarcasticaly respond to our resident eginseer in a permanently sour mood."
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>>2676680
>>2676675

"Okay, Mister. I am Miss Higgins. Angeline Higgins to be precise. I am your units sharpshooter and that means I am superior."

Arrogant cocky and condescending. Running their hand through their hair. Long-las on their back being softly stroked. Tenderly a soft murmur tinged with a heat and appreciation. A hunger of sorts underlying it all as they continue.

"I came in quite simply to ask for something I deserve. As someone with experience scouting,a better shot and better at stealth then most. I think I'm deserving of promotion and furthermore command of such operations woulden't you agree Irvis you darling?"

Fluttering their lashes. A smirk across their lips and a swiftness to their hands. Perhaps neural enhancements of some sort common to imperial sharpshooters.
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>>2676707
"Higgins, the skills of scouting and sharpshooting do not transfer directly to leadership. However, I will allow you to try your hand at it. Claim a few soldiers for your squad. Do not fail me. Oh, and try Jay's cookies, they are delicious."
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>>2676651
>>2676680
I was talking about geting the authority to be here.
And you should realy get better security. I.mean my workshop has beter security that this tent.
>points at his workshop witch is made out of several tents sown together with barbed wire on the outside and around the entrance there is rusty sheet metal with a broken and rusty thing that can be charitably called a door on the side you can see several broken engines wired together that create the majority of the camps power also most of witch is used to power Cograns tools
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>>2676722
"Sir, if we work under the logic that we need to prove ourselves, I would imput a request for, if not a squad, then at least an assistant. In the end, I am but a man, and a man can only carry and use so many explosives at once."
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>>2676731
"You need somebody to carry your truly excessive number of grenades? Sure, go find Private Sort. Can't shoot worth a damn, but follows orders."

>>2676725
"You know, you're right. I probably should have a few bodyguards. Any recommendations?"
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>>2676722
"W-wait reall-it was without dubiety. Cookies?"

>>A small stammer at the thought of such succulent warm delicious things sliding onto their tongue and going down their throat. A small smile and a whisper a simple grin on their face as they look for this "Tay."

"Okey-doke"

Thoughts running through their mind. Looking for people to join them. Of skill and greatness something to pluck out of this place and shine. Preferably feminine, beautiful and loose to plunder and enjoy in their down time.

"Would anyone point me to the cookies and furthermore. I need a squad of the best shooters, The most intelligent ones and the ones who can follow orders just as well. Preferably of the feminine or beautiful persuasion."

((fuck I forgot how to roll.))
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>>2676741

((dice+1d100))
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>>2676740
"Yessir, I shall search him out after the meeting concludes. Speaking of which, will we get back to the strategical part?"

>>2676741
dice+XdY. X for how many dice to roll, Y for what kind.
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Rolled 55 (1d100)

((Thank you!))
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>>2676756

((Are you Thalia by chance? Just curios.))
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Fortunately it would seem that Miss Higgins had managed to grab a cookie or two! Though what came after their announcement left them a tiny bit disjointed in their emotions. Shuffling forth from the crowd was about two people.

Twin's seemingly of the red-headed variety. Faces lightly marred by scars, but they held a beauty nonetheless. What dissapointed them was that they were flat. Green eyes wandering over them pushing their own chest up with a small chuckle.

"Could have been worse. Could have been worse. Well now, Ruby and Scarlet the masquerade we've entered should be splendid. I beseech you follow."

Wandering back to the tent stuffing a cookie into their mouth. The two were good enough, Rape-able enough it would do. As they stuck their head in and swallowed.

"Found two."


>>2676763
((Amazing. Good job figuring it out. I have had no way of getting on discord due to problems with this computer and a dead phone. So I've been dark unfortunately ;-;))
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>>2676787

((Have you tried opening discord in a browser instead of downloading and running the program? It might work, unless you already tried that... And of course I figured it out, its me after all.))
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>>2676801
((Of course. I've tried that over and over. The site just gets hard blocked because this computer is super virus filled and old as shite. I got it working once but that way broke down and now nothing works for it sadly.

I have a labtop but stuff is still happening to get that ready for use.))
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>>2676756
>Higgins finds the cookies. Homemade, filled with Slaaneshi goodness, being given out to good boys and girls and others by "Chaos Mom" Jay.

>Higgins is able to find soldiers which each meet some of her qualifications, but none that meet all.

>Heysoos Caul is one of the regiment's best shots, and an excellent problem solver. However, feminine is not a word that describes him. "Face like a brick" is generally the more apt description.

>Ruby and Scarlet, twins, always sticking together. Despite the less than ideal conditions of the regiment, they have still managed to keep up appearances. Pretty good shots both of them, however not the smartest

>Frank, no last name. Nobody knows why Frank bears such a masculine name, however she tends to violently stab anyone who mocks her for it, carving intricate patterns onto their flesh. She quickly declared for Slaanesh when the regiment went heretical. Terrible shot, but fits all the other categories perfectly.
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Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>2676787
"Well, if we're just allowed to leave, then I shall be back soon, friends!"

>He's barely finished his sentence by the time he sprints out of the tent and climbs to the tallest place he can find, shouting out for Private Sort.
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>>2676707
> after standing there for a few seconds staring at her he takes a step forward now standing rigth infront of her

Oh what assumptions you make filth

You are not superior of mine

No one in this room is my superior

My unit has multiple sharpshooters as well as scouts who have been here with me for longer than you have been on this world

If anything I am your superior "miss Angeline Higgis"

> at the same time as he says the last words the barrel of a autogun is pressed against the back of her head
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>>2676825
>Private Sort can be found at the makeshift firing range, trying to hit one of the dead bodies used for target practice with his lasgun. He has not managed to land a hit once
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>>2676830
"Stand down Maide. She is not being given superiority over you. She's just wanting to make her own squad."
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>>2676740
That I do not. As you might have guessed from the list of things I have to do.
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>>2676840
> he motions to the man with the autogun and he lowers it

I am sorry they're very twitchy and loyal

But he would not have shoot
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>>2676836
"Alright chap, from now on, you work for me, Commander's orders. Now, let's get a move on!"

>Without giving the man enough time to respond, Pyrrhus grabs him by the arm and drags him back to the tent.

"Alright, friends, i'm back and ready to continue!"
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>>2676836
>>2676840

A hand raised in correction and an apologetic look to frank. Two more fingers being raised as cold heretical steel implants itself on their skull. Green eyes blinking in disbelief fingers twitching and palming their knife.

Their own arrogance leaving them mostly open. helmet forgotten seen as a mere annoyance. Hearing the commanders words as praise dribbles out.

"One could say that Irvis has just said an order that is a magnum opus. It would be brilliant to follow it."

>>2676861
Seeing them following such a thing. Leaves the slightly sweating sharpshooter flickering back into a relaxed posture. Smile soft and serene eyes flickering down at them promising one thing.

Your going to fucking pay for humiliating me.

((Would I get combat bonuses for Neural enhancements and my Squad?))
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Rolled 24 (1d100)

Seeing how nothing much was going on and she had nothing better to do, Brunhilde looked around for a block of wood of some sort. It shouldn't have been hard to find one, but once she had it she would start carving it in the general shape of an aircraft, specifically a LARC 18 Roc, although if she got paints she would probably make it look exactly like the one she had before the Imperial invaders destroyed it, just much smaller, obviously.
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Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>2676877

A bit frustrated at having screwed up, partially by having such a small block of wood, Brunhilde would get another one that was more fitting for what she was attempting to make before trying again. Surely, second times the charm, right?
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>>2676840
>>2676861
>>2676870
"Sir, what happened while I was missing and why is Higgins threatening Jaan?"
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>>2676870
>What type of bonuses?
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>>2676888
((No quotes. Means I did not say it))
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>>2676890
((Like a plus to things involving reflexes, like dodging and the like? For the neural enhancements and Extra dice maybe to represent the squad?))
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>>2676892
((Whoops. The sudden change to first person sorta confused me.))
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Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>2676887

Accidently cutting herself during the work and dropping the thing causing it to actually break makes Brunhilde sigh and get yet another block of wood. She knew it was a while since she did any sort of whittling but she couldn't have become that bad at it, right? She would attempt one more time, with the last bit of wood she had left.
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>>2676870
You don't know me

If you want to talk this out I am the commander of the omakaiste

Our camp is just outside this base on the edge of the forest

We are partisans and have been fighting for our freedom from the day the imperium knocked on our door

And that was not humiliation miss and you should know that

> He then turns to the bodyguard

I said stay outside Ayvar and you don't have to do that

> the bodyguard throws him a magazine before walking out
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>>2676890
((If this helps this is what http://warhammer40k.wikia.com/wiki/Imperial_Guard_Sharpshooter Higgins is))
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>>2676897
>You get one roll for higgins, and one roll for her squad unless they are carrying significantly different equipment(if the squad had lasguns and one lascannon, you’d give them one roll for all the lasguns and one roll for the cannon)
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Rolled 85, 49 = 134 (2d100)

>>2676908
A flicker and a scoff being given. Miss Higgins diden't look like they particularly cared about what Jaan wanted. Who Jaan was or really anything about them other then the fact that they had inconvenienced them.

That they had left them feeling a tinge of fear for a moment. That they had made them look worse, weaker and less the perfect being they were. The absoloute genius and an example of someone who would one day be one of the most perfect examples of beauty in the galaxy.

At least for now though. They could be partly content with being the best in the regiment. A false sweetness in their tone.

"Well, golley-gee willickers! I do so apologize that I don't "Know you" Mr.Omakaiste."

>>Hands clasped together fluttering their eyelashes and jumping back a soft step like a ballerina. Movements fluid and swift and moving to put on a dance!

>For what reason? To show off of course! A hand gesturing for their group to join.

>>2676944
((Nice to know.))
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>>2676956
>Heysoos, fluid movements not being an applicable descriptor to anything he ever does, does the robot

>Ruby, Scarlet, and Frank are able to go along with your fluid motions, however the twins did take awhile to catch on
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>>2676902

After having worked on their craft for some time, a quality model wooden aircraft was made. Pleased with their work, they put the craft away before looking around and eventually deciding on going to where the commander was, mostly because they had nothing better to do and wished to speak to him about tactics and future plans.
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>>2676956
My name is Jaan Maide

And no need to apologise but remember me as I wrote the book on partisan warfare

> he straighten out his uniform the white armband a white armband on his left arm

And don't touch anyone with a white armband on their left arm

They're mine and will not take kindly to it

> he looks on as she dances

Well that was impressive but how useful is it out there
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>>2676956
Your movements are ilogical and inefficient for locomotion
If we are not to do anything productive I might as well go back to my work of keeping this operation running
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>>2677007
"Please do. We really will need more and better equipment as this operation expands."
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>>2676988
Finishing their craft of dancing and hefting up the two twins. Hands lingering on their spines fingers curling around it and feeling the strength of bone contrasting with their skin. A soft chuckle arising as they lean against the two smaller woman hands wrapped around them.

Eyes greedily taking them in. Thinking of how they'll develop. The pleasure they will bring and how useful they'll be. Hell, maybe if they survive long enough Higgins would allow the faintest hint of true emotional caring for them!

Before sliding upwards towards the "little freedom partisan warfare fighter!" The in their eyes pathetic worthless fucker being glared at as a smile creeps across.

"Noted, Great "Partisan Fighter" Woe is to the world without you surely. The cadaver on the throne trembles in terror."

Mocking, uncaring about anything he said. Dismissive and sweet sounding. Arrogant, cocky and immersed in their own ego.
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>>2677017
>>2677040

Once Brunhilde reached where the Commander was residing, she merely would say "May I speak with you if you aren't busy?" Going straight to the point of what they wanted from the man. She clearly was ignoring everyone else in the room at the moment, or at least not paying any attention to them. Even the one begging for all eyes to be lain upon them was unacknowledged by her.
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>>2677017
As this is as productive as a pissing contest I will do just that
>walks back into his workshop
SLAVE how is it going.
>closes the "door" after him
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>>2677040
Well then he is still outside

> points to were his bodyguard is standing

And you need something desperately rigth now

> he leans on a nearby wall

I am not a great man and neither are you

> he looks at her with a mixture of irritation and interest

Ok you are a great looker but could you lead your people several years without support or help with the imperium coming down on your every move
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>>2677073
"You may"
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>>2677081
"I-I cleaned up all the screws like you asked."
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Rolled 60 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2677095
Good whel done.
>looks at the floor
A lot beter than expected actually.
As a reward you will get a resting bag and one ration.
I whant you upp and ready for work in 5 hours as I understand that you flesh bags need to rest from time to time.
After that you will start geting more advanced duties if you continue to prove yourself working for the omnissahia.
>goes over and start working on the pile of weapons that need meintence
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>>2677116
>SLAVE goes off to rest and eat
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>>2677090

"Thank you. I was hoping to speak to you about our current situation along with future plans. Personally, I feel like a top priority would be destroying the enemies ability to respond and react to our presence, destroying their infrastructure and communications as we expand our influence and forces. A good idea for the more immediate future would be to strike at those targets you mentioned earlier after scouting them all out and destroying communications, as taking the entire surrounding area would be helpful to our ability to expand. Once we have done that we can attempt to expand and, if any major force we believe we can't deal with comes, destroy all infrastructure that they could use to get to us easily and in force. Of course, destroying infrastructure is a double edged sword but a direct confrontation with the bulk of their forces seems unwise. A good idea for the future would be to get things that could strike at our foes from the air, so we can easily gain needed support from the skies should we get in a situation where our ground forces alone cant deal with the enemy, although such a thing would probably come along at a later time when we have a good chunk of the planet under our control. Something else we can attempt would be sending out teams of saboteur's to go find their communication network all over the world and destroy it so their forces are in disarray and we can strike them while they are down leading to a quick and fairly easy victory. Although finding their communication network would be the hard part..."
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>>2677083

Heading on outside the tent casually. The stooges behind them getting their hair ruffled softly as they pass. Except Frank of course, Their reputation preceded them and of course the only man in the group.

He could eat shit and die. Unless he showed amazing ability in the only way that counted Higgins would likely continue to not care about that piece of cannon fodder no matter how skilled. The robot was however slightly amusing and admittedly.

Brought some nostalgia of their home-world and their cute little brother. Before he was hung for heresy of course. By Higgins and their mother of course.

Eyebrow raised softly, face a bit calmer arms over their ample chest. Before they respond a bit more seriousness in their tone.

"This Meientis Certamen is tiring me. Your attempted bringing down is worthless."

High gothic flinging from their lips. Straightening themselves up and with a grin. Refined sophisticated voice on the verge of laughter.

"Fac mihi beneficium porcos et irrumabo."

With that? They turn having their motly group form behind them to act as a bullet shield. As they look for anyone more intresting.

More beautiful, Someone to have fun with. They were bored. That man was boring and his life was a waste. His death would at least grant something fun to do for a bit as long as he diden't rot that much.
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>>2677133
Ok then

> he takes out a vox and contacts his men assigning a man to watch her and gather information about her

>>2677129

Yes infrastructure and communications are good targets especially if we keep ourselves mostly infantry as then we can move around the forests while the enemy are stuck on the roads with their heavy vehicles
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>>2677124
>sets a timer so SLAVE will be shocked awake in five hours and five.minutes of he is not awake by then with it starting to blink when exactly 5 hours have pased.
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>>2676266
I say we consult the warp, they have many secrets to share with us
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>>2677191
You always talk about the warp and the voices

Don't you think they might get a little tired with you if you keep asking for help
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>>2677184
"Indeed."
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>>2677235
I will authorise resuming regular scouting and patrols of the forest if you don't have anything better I could focus my troops on
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>>2677250
"I do not. I still require to put somebody on intel gathering anyways."
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>>2677256
> he voxes his camp to resume regular operations

Ok then this should help with the Intel situation

Don't worry you'll get the reports

> Looks around the tent

You should really get into hiding your encampment better
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>>2677284
"Hmm... you are correct. Say, could you capture a bird for me? Preferably a raven, crow, or bird of prey?"
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Rolled 44 (1d100)

Had wandered for about...what fucking ten or so minutes? Squirming impatiently in camp fingers rolling and moving spasmodically and fluidly. Sighing as they munched on their other cookie absentmindedly.

Feeling its crunching and wanting something more. A slight feeling overtaking Higgins as they stare at their comrades. A feeling and a rumble of their stomach.

An idea flickering across their mind.

>>Higgins is going looking for some loyalist cadavers!
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>>2677184
>He approaches with a calm look about him that you have not seen before
It is time, you should join us
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>>2677256

"I just had a thought, we should try to capture an enemy commander so we can learn more about the forces on the planet among other things. Potentially we could even get information on their communication network which would be more than ideal. Still, I would like to know what you plan on doing next with our forces, as we shouldn't remain idle for long."
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>>2677304
>There are a few at the targeting range. Most are singed and burnt from lasgun fire, except for the one Private Sorting had aimed with, which is clean except from the wounds that killed him
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>>2677308
Ok then priest person

Don't expect much from me

> he stands up and leaves following the cultist
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Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>2677314
Heading on over to the targeting range. Sending the man to grab the corpse. Green eyes staring at him and judging him. Silent and tapping their foot as it was brought over.

Leaned against a nearby wall. As a knife was palmed and flickered out. A rumble of their stomach making it clear to all what they wanted.

Slannesh said to satiate and fufill your desires and one could never plan a plan on such sub-optimal and disgusting meals as most typical rations could they? No they deserved something meatier.

Something more delicious. Loyalist sounds like it might be a good item on the menu.

>>Higgins swirls the knife their holding and shows her little entourage how to properly prepare and serve loyalist.
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>>2677326
All i ask is that you listen.
>he opens his gingey shack with slaves #1 and #2 sitting there in anticipation
>he points to one of the foldable chairs
Take a seat, please.
>pulls a large black book from the stairs, the books spine is laden with dark blue feathers and on the cover is a blue comet. The book of tzeentch.
>he opens the book and a subtle but uneasy presence fills the room, you think you might be hearing whispers but you cannot make out what they are saying or if they are words at all.
Now let us begin.
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>>2677334
I legitimately can't tell which parts your are meaning to be spoken and what is description of actions

>Frank looks on with hunger, Heysoos is looking at some birds. The twins are looking anywhere but at what Higgins is doing
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Rolled 85 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>2677116
>Some time later Cogran is finished with the guns. Now he turns his atention to the Russ
Ok now lite girl Sory for that thing earlier I meant no ill to you I hope you understand that.
>he say petting the Russ.
>He then tries to fix the Russ with the best parts avaliable.
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>>2677345

((If it has "This" surrounding it its text...Like with what I type...From what I gather anyway))
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>>2677341
> Motions to his bodyguard to stay outside and only enter if it sounded like there was violence in there

Ok then go on
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>>2677349
>The machine spirit, loyal to the Mechanicus and its version of the Omnissiah, hisses at Cogran through means of grinding gears.
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Rolled 70, 64 = 134 (2d100)

>>2677345
((I use quotations for speaking. If it does not have " around it. It's not spoken at all. But are you enjoying the character none the less?))

Blushing at Frank's look and inviting them over. Finding themselves caught up in the red crimson tide that gushed out from each cut. Digging in and snapping bones and ruining flesh. To say that this was a mess was an understatement and by the end.

They were drenched in blood. Small strips of flesh laid out and giving a small smirk at Frank. They haden't exactly gotten as much food as they wanted really just five or so strips. But to be honest it had been fun!

"Well, Frank that was splendid! Now wasen't it?"

Hand moving to rest on their shoulder. Old ancient voice teasing and warm. Understanding and enjoying the same thing allowing a bit of kindness. More accurately like of Frank to show through clearly enough.

Rising the meat in hand flowers and sash bloody. Clothes drenched in it. They would have to clean it after they ate of course being filthy was unacceptable!

>>Let's start cooking and have frank help me out if they want some. Hopefully once its all done this can be a great "bonding experience"
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>>2677351
When we have a goal, we often come up with some sort of plan or course of action to go about it. But sometimes we cannot find that missing piece that one thing that will set the gears in motion, but then, in an instant we know. That is the work of Tzeentch. There are so many things that exist today that are credited to tzeentches schemes, everything from this regiments survival to the Imperium of man itself.
We have all felt it. We just may not realize it but his winds of change are all around us. with every solution to a problem, to every course of events something in our hearts tells us that some divine being willed it to be this way. The priests of the Imperium will tell you, "It is the Emperor's will" but they are denying the truth. It is Tzeentch and his lords of Change who set fate in motion.
>He goes on for some time that seems indistinct, and that feeling of a presence in the room grows to be more imposing. In what seems like only a few minutes the two and a half hour sermon is over.
Now, any questions?
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>>2677387
>Frank helps with the cooking, gore dripping from her now soiled clothes. She does not use a knife to cut the meat; Slaanesh had granted her sharpened claws to do the cutting
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>>2677393
Yeah was all that necessary

I don't pay that much attention as I find religious sermons incredibly boring and you think you might convert these two with that

> he looks down

And now for an actual question

How does any of this philosophical jargon help me and my men in making
decision if everything you said was don't worry tzeentch will help you in your schemes
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>>2677384
Don't be like that now
>oils the gears
I can give you more love than any of those so called loyalists just ask and I will do my best to fufill your every desire.
Unlike those so called loyalists that would just send you out without the atention you deserve as a jewel of the true omnissahia.
>Continues working lighting insence all around the tank
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Rolled 41, 52 = 93 (2d100)

>>2677398

Higgins approves as the meat is finally all cut up. The strips fried and ragged and smelling of pork of some kind. Placed on small wrappers from the ration packs. Two for herself. Two for frank and a half of each for Ruby and Scarlet.

Robot man of course gets none. Biting into the strip of flesh was strange. Unsure how to feel for a few moments as they chewed on it before the flavor hit.

The fried flavor of long pork. Of another person and simply delightful. Better then the rations a soldier ate by leagues. Devouring theirs down and licking their lips stretching and feeling relaxed as they take a swig from a canteen.

>>Higgins would leave her group to bond and try to find a nearby river. Long-Las strapped to their back and needing a path. Who knows maybe they'll find something special to shoot at or maybe even alert everyone of an attack.
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>>2677417
>The machine spirit continues to play hard to get; by which I mean it keeps trying to knock your head off by rotating its turret. Thank the Omnissiah that you emptied out the ammunition before you started working on the beauty
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Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>2677425
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>>2677425
>Higgins sees a man in ragged flak armor filling his canteen from the opposite side of the river
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Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>2677425
((Who is robot man))
>>2677431
Now don't be like that I promise to not force you to change in any way I am just here to serve you.
Have you ever had a personaltech priest before
>starts playing holy hyms of the mechanicus on his cyber flute some notes have been changed to get in a chaos friendly messege.
(Roll for convincing the Russ to be less cranky thru music)
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>>2677412
Its not that Tzeentch will "help you"
Its that youve already won.
the battle has already happened
The enemys corpses are being eaten by the birds as we speak
This world is already cleansed of imperial presence and the governor's head is on a pike.
Its already happened were just waiting to realize it. to experience it.
When you comprehend the winds, you already know what will happen. From a military standpoint you can use this to know when to attack and when to hold off. I killed three men and captured two single handedly, because i knew i would. Not because of some 'zealotry' but because I knew what Tzeentch wanted and i knew how to get that. When Tzeentch shows you the way it is 'impossible' to fail.
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>>2677443
>The machine spirit relents. For now. But it wants you to know it will run you over if you try any funny business.
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>>2677435
A flicker of something in their mind. About to reach for the long-las instead simply taking it out. Roseblond hair waving in the wind green eyes staring at the ragged trooper.

They didn't have any visible mutations. The taint of chaos certainly wasn't that obvious. Their only marker on their palm for a good reason. Old, ancient scarred voice probably one that would be associated with a veteran.

Covered in blood as she was. She was still wearing her uniform though unorthodox in the flowers around it and the sashes of purple and blue.

>>"Hey, You doing alright? How are thing's?"

>>Letting warmth seep into their tone. An equal tiredness faked that the man likely had. shoving a hand into the water and washing it of blood. Their chaos marked hand still holding their gun tight. Body strong and toned and healthy looking experienced and powerful.

((Wasn't sure whether to roll))

>>2677443
Heysoos Caul (((He did the robot. Aka that's why hes robot man.))
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...and that's how to properly cook hands.
>Jay turns to her new slave
What's your name anyways?
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>>2677445
Why has his forces not completely dominated the galaxy yet then

And if you already know you have won why care at all
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>>2677457
>The man looks up surprised and reaches for his lasgun

"Stay where you are! Don't come near me!"

You don't put dialogue in green text, you put everything buy dialogue in green text
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>>2677451
I won't try anything with you. I am but a humble servant of the omnissahia. I would never defy his wishes. Now cam you open that hatch as I need to go into the engine room to fix. a few things
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>>2677460
"It's Jeffsel mam! Please do not kill me!"
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>>2677470
>The hatch opens
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Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>2677467
Well now,

What a fucking brat.

>>Straining to hold back a snarl weapon being raised immediately. Faster and perhaps quicker and being readied. Gun aimed towards his head hand on the trigger.

"Stand down."
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>>2677463
I do not expect you to understand yet. Tell me, what 'is' fate?
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>>2677476
Thank you
>Cogran crawl down info the tank and continues his work
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>>2677487
“Ah!”

>He drops his weapon and raises up his hands
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>>2677495
Something people make themselves through our actions it is ever changing as what you call winds of change flow through reality
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Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>2677499

Calmer and quieter. Weapon trained on him silently. Analytically examining him emotion sapping away. Thinking roseblond hair being brushed aside by the wind.

A inhale of breath and then they speak clear and concise. A soft undercurrent of anger filling Higgins voice. A demanding hard tone leaving their lips wanting them to obey.

To listen and follow and understand that they were to follow her. That she was meant to be obeyed and obeyed immediately.

>>She speaks

"Traitor, Tell me everything you know about the area. About what filthy god emperor hating men and woman who serve alongside you and where they are. Give me a reason to believe your not nothing but a traitor who had intent to shoot your own fellow imperial guardsmen."
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>>2677519
Well that was intimidating.

Don’t mind me, just hanging around.
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>>2677472
Kill you? Now why would I do that Ms. Jeffsel? You are mine, and I keep my things in good shape, unless they vex me.
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>>2677516
A good answer, now, imagine if you not only had a distinct knowledge of the course of fate. But you also had control over it through that knowledge.
If you knew that a bomb was going to drop from the sky onto a specific spot and a specific time on a specific day, then you would be sure to distance yourself from that spot on that time on that day.
Just as i know that we will win this war and set the governors palace ablaze and bring about a new age! an age of gods and kings where the free man is truly free to take control of his destiny and live his life the way he sees fit! through Tzeentch's teachings we will achieve this victory. I have forseen it.
>The you feel the presence in the room again and the whispers grow louder but just enough that you can hear them, barely. Are they...chanting?
>the medallion in your pocket hums with some form of acknowledgment
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Rolled 7 - 3 (1d20 - 3)

>>2677519
“I am no traitor!”

>He dives for his gun, picks it up, and fires it at Higgins
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>>2677555
But even with that knolege you are disregarding chance

If you know there's ten mines on a field they are constantly moving do you know were the mines are

Oh voices in my head what are they from
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Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2677571

>>Long-Las already pointed towards the mans head. Hand already on the trigger neural implants working and their hand twitches a grin coming to their face as it fires.

"Vale"

High gothic leaving their lips, Cocky and arrogant. Their was no way that they were going to be hit. Going to be hurt it was the end for this brat and that was that.

He'd be a good dinner.
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Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2677588
>Oh.
>Oh, shit.
>Your power pack is empty.

"DIE TRAITOR!"

>Despite his frantic shouts, he lines his lasgun up with surprising precision
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>>2677596
>As is his, it seems
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>2677596
>>2677601

Blinking slowly, Staring at him and staring at their weapon. Flickering up their knife and flinging it as quickly as they can. Aiming for his leg to disable and stop.

He had to pay after all for leaving Higgens looking like a fool. An idiot and in front of someone at that. It was unacceptable...inconcievable as the soft anger flickered over them.

Watching the knife soar through the air. Mind drifting with desires and knowing one thing. They would be fulfilling every one of them they could on this boy,

((Best fight. Helping dad.))
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>>2677607
"Ahh!"

>The guy falls down as the knife lodges itself in his leg

"Fuck you!"
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>>2677547
"Please let me go."
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>>2677555
"Yes, quite good all of that."

"I liked the parts where he was talking and stuff."

"Shut it."
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>>2677618
And what would you do if you were free? Go back to your HATEFUL EMPEROR?
>Jay's bloodstained knife flashes around, stopping onle after nicking Jeffsel's leg, held a millimeter into the skin. Her other hand caresses her face.
I would love you.
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>>2677313
"We will not be remaining idle for long. I am currently planning our next potential assaults."
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>>2677638
"Uhh..."

>Sweat drips down their face

"I love you too?"
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2677616

Steel jutting out handle intricate and carved. Well made and from their home-planet. Given to them at their fathers funeral when his death was finally alerted to her after he had died on some filthy rock full of greenskins.

They had joined because of him. They had wanted to make him proud. They had wanted to make the man who told them a story everynight proud. Despite the hard work they had to do hunting game.

Farming and carrying stuff in the fields. Helping with everything they had to do. They were above that now. Their father had been a fool who had died for nothing but a corpse on a throne. They had hanged their brother for seeing one facet of the world understanding that the god emperor was a lie.

Despite how disgusting he had looked when they strung him up. Stepping over the small river getting their feet in to clean them as much as they could. Feeling like they were about to vomit from the blood spattering their skin now wanting it off wanting to be clean.

>>They move to grip the soldiers head and shove it in the river.

"Never a bigger moron huh? Calm down a bit alright?"

Warm hearted letting love enter their voice fake and sweet. Talking like one would to a fellow soldier ribbing them. The soft glee however and the undercurrent of anger.

That was merely showing the fact that Higgins was going to have as much fun with this as they could.
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>>2677646
>The man struggles against Higgins' grip. but something is wrong. The struggling isn't panicked, it is deliberate. What is he-

>Oh

>He's grabbed a grenade off his belt
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>>2677640

"Good. I still suggest that we capture someone who might have knowledge on the locations of their communications. Now, here is another important question. During the raids, how many soldiers have we lost and what is the status of our current equipment?"
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>>2677640
We need exactly 5KG of plastic explosive and the planetary governors daughters cousin
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2677659

"Stop! Halt! Terminate that action!"

>Pushing themselves off the man kicking him down into the river. A hand grasping for the knife quick and swift implants making their mind swirl. They were going to rip that knife out and shove it into their skull.

A panic having entered their body. A rage having filled their being. Their wasen't anymore playing around to be had...and to think this had all been over a bath.

((The changer of ways enjoys tormenting his subjects.))
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>>2677661
"Our losses during raids? Minimal, approximately 15 men in total from all operations."

>>2677677
"We don't have 5 kilos of plastic explosives, nor do we have the planetary governor's niece or nephew."
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>>2677683
>He pulls the pin from the grenade, moving his head to dodge the stabs

"For the Emperor, you bitch!"

>Roll 1d100 to get away from grenade
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Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>2677717

"Laudate et potestatem!"

>>A praise to the dark powers yelled in high gothic as they flee down along the river. Mud churning beneath their feet. Attempting to get away to pull back. Hoping their reflexes are quick enough as they jump in the river.
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>>2677694
Exactly my point
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>>2677724
>Despite the softness of the mud, despite the limits of ones own strength, despite the faulty and nearly immediate detonation of the grenade, Higgins kicks themselves off the ground and nearly 30 feet into the river as the soldier dies in his futile attempt to take a heretic with him

>Floating slowly down the river, eyes floating towards the sky, a smile might be touching Higgins' lips, for they are favored by the gods.

>The mark of Slaanesh glows with a baleful light upon their skin, as the water is naturally tinged around it.
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>>2677748
"Oh, so you're saying we need to acquire those resources. Well, for the plastic explosives, the supply depot we identified earlier likely has plenty were we to hit it. As for kidnaping the Governor's niece or nephew, well... we don't know if he has any actually. Also, we'd probably have to send people into the city."
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>>2677643
Aww, you poor thing, that flak must be hot, let's go cool down in the fridge.
>Holds her slave close as she goes into the heavily air conditioned enclosure.
Let's fade to black
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Rolled 14 (1d100)

Splashing into the water breath being taken away. Body cleaned and sparkling staring at the beautiful mark as it extends down to their wrist.

The symbol of slannesh glowing with a beguiling tempting light. A soft smile coming to the rose-blonds lips. To their toned body adrenaline and arousal rushing through them.

Their body feeling their own lips upon the mark. Feeling a genuine appreciation towards one of their patrons. A loyalty fostered and growing and nestled and secured.

Ancient voice soft and heady. Filled with a soft admiration as they stare at the mark. Relaxed knife sheathed and long-las snug on their chest.

"Oh, Divine glamorous prince. I want to just canoodle you all of this night. As the nightfalls..won't you let me reciprocate such affection?"

>>Finding their eyes sliding shut. A grin on their lips feeling the mark pulsing and causing shivers down their spine. Hoping for a visit and a chance to show a bit of gratitude to their benefactor. They fall into sleep.
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>>2677831
>Higgins' dream is filled with pink and purple haze. It is set in a dimly lit lounge, and on a dias reclines a creature of pure sensuality, slowly being fed what at first appears to be grapes, but on closer inspection is human eyes, by a woman who has had the vast majority of skin flayed from her flesh

"He he he, your devotion is quite admirable Higgins. I can see great and excessive things in your future. The prince himself even deigned to give you a passing glance, isn't that so wonderful? I can even give you a goal actually, one that will really grant you some favor."

>The creature leans over and effortlessly plucks the head off of the flayed woman, holding the stump upon its gaping maw and letting the blood drip in. The creature shakes a few more drops out before throwing the head into the hazy corners of the room

"An ugly thing. It used to be beautiful on the outside, but when I learned of the ugliness it harbored within, I removed the facade. Now, where was I? Ah, right,"

>The creature stands, towering above Higgins

"The Oh-So-Pious Bolter Bitches have a stronghold on this world. Make their leader into your thrall, this is your ultimate mission for the moment. Make it a spectacle. And dear, I'd tone down the oh-so-superior attitude. If they do not immediately fall to their knees in admiration, they never will. You can never gain in power if all they fell is resentment to you. Not even jealousy, just resentment. You attract more flies with honey than with vinegar. Well, technically you actually don't if you use actually honey and vinegar, but that's neither here nor there. Now then,"

>The creature picks Higgins up and stares hungrily into their eyes

"Let's have a little fun, shall we? It is a good thing this is a dream. If it were real, I might break you."
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>>2677953

The haze was an experience they had not expected. Green eyes shimmering and fogged taking in the thing before them. Feeling enthralled feeling a shiver and a tremble race down their spine and through every nerve.

Hearing the soft squish resonating through their mind of eyeballs popping open. A smirk struggling not to become a grin as a blush grows and makes their heart flutter at the compliments given.

"Y-Yes I know I-m a-a"

Intently listening old voice stunningly sounding melodious. Youthful and strong in this place. A reflection of what they wanted from it and what they desired from it. Staring at the woman who's head was plucked off.

Examining each bit from the facial structure to the eyes and coming to the same conclusion effortlessly. Analytical intelligent mind mapping out the things face. That woman was an ugly bitch despite the nice contours.

Blinded by the fact that the same thing could maybe be said about them. That they were such a colder person on the inside. Their lowered empathy and their desire for their own greatness above all else.

Hearing their goal and envisioning it. Grasping their hands around one of those Bolter bitches throats and choking them when they submit. Whispering to them and defiling them in front of the defeated sanctuary.

The thought of sweetness being considered and a small nod being given. Before they were grabbed eliciting a gasp and then a giggle high and pitched and embarrassingly childish causing their face to turn the brightest of reds.

Staring back. Foggy green into pure sensuality. Rose blond hair wavy and nice. A grin splinting their face.

Today was a wonderful day.

>>They were more then willing
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>>2678010
>The creature smiles

"Just don't fuck up, or you'll end up like that little headless bitch."

>Fade to Black

>...


>Higgins awakes later on the riverbank, Heysoos nudging them with his foot

"Hey. Hey. Miss. Are you awake?"

>He talks with absolutely no inflection whatsoever, an absolute monotone
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Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>2678046

Filled with exhaustion and ecstasy and happiness and running off that high. Hearing that boring dull tone and seeing his ugly face. No one could blame them when the rifle was raised.

A gleeful giggle leaving their lips as it clicked and nothing happened. A slow blink snapping them out of it. Feeling their body quivering and shaking slowly blinking.

Standing up and giving a small nod.

"Yeah, Heysoos I'm doing pretty wondrous. How about you my man? Got a mission to go take now."

>>Now their was just the question of where the hell was a sister of battle monastery on this planet? Did the briefing mention it anywhere?

((good news. I found another phone. Should be able to download discord on it. Thread seems to be slowing down though I'm really enjoying this.))
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>>2678083
"I do fine. There eez leetle that can throw Heyzoos off stride."

>Heysoos's accent is THICK
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Rolled 20 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>Irvis receives two ramshackle bird cages. One has a raven inside, while the other contains a crow. Both birds eye the other warily inside.

"Fucking finally, and even possibly fortuitous. Not only do they get me a bird, they get me two, and even just the right kind of two."

>He looks greedily at the Raven

"Tricksters, thieves, wisdom. These are the attributes tribals often give to the raven. Attributes of Tzeentch."

>He glances at the grow

"Despite their similarities, the crow often does not get the same treatment, and is more considered a pest to agriculture. Pest, pestilence, carrion bird, Nurgle. Strange how two very similar animals can be thought of as belonging to two very different gods, yet indeed they are. Hell, I could even switch them around and it would still prove the same. And both shall be perfect scouts indeed. Let's see what I can do."

>Irvis begins prepping for a ritual, reading from the Book of Lorgar, as well as tomes dedicated to Tzeentch and Nurgle.
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>>2679012
>The birds become slightly discolored, though no other change is evident. Irvis looks disappointed.

"Hmm, might have read a passage wrong. I shall try again later. Maybe I can get a hound. Khorne likes hounds. Though what about the Prince? A snake maybe?"
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>>2679017
>Appears out of nowhere as if he was already there
If your trying to summon something allow me to do it next time,
And commander, if youl let me i can attempt to get some info from my friends in the dark beyond. However, there is no guarantee the ritual will succeed or if they are willing to give up the information. Also if the ritual goes wrong i could be terribly injured, but if you will it it shall be done.
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>>2679045
"I always ensure my pistol is loaded whenever anyone is preforming rituals. While the Neverborn are most wondrous, they are also often insane and violent. And the warp can turn you into Chaos Spawn."

>There is an awkward pause

"Anyways, would you please do so? Operation: Scout Birb is currently stalled until the warp energies on the birds dies down."
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>>2679057
As you wish, commander.
However i will need blood, have we any captives that have not submitted to chaos?
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>>2679073
"How much blood?"
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>>2679080
Enough to cover this blade in full.
>he taps the ritual dagger on his hip
I dont necessarily need to kill anyone that being said.
If it comes down to it it i can use my slaves.
Il be back soon.
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>>2679111
>Returns, blood dripping from the blade
We must do this quickly.
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>>2679122
Then do it
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Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>2679137
>he carefully draws the eight pointed star of chaos on the floor. perfect 9x9. At each end he lights a candle that is exactly 9 inches in length and lights them.
>at the center he draws the comet of Tzeentch and lays the bloody blade on it.
>He falls down on both knees and closes his eyes
Voices in the dark, shadows in the mind. I have heard your terrible voice and now it is you who i seek to find.
schemers of the warp, liers and deceivers in the dark, HARK, HARK. A WORM CRAWLS BEFORE YOU, FEEBLE AND SMALL. NOW PLEASE I BESEECH THEE! HEAR MY CALL!
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>>2679152
"CRAWK! WHAT YOU SEEK?"
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>>2679154
>he falls into full prostration in reverence of this terrible being
Through your boons and blessings we have culled the countryside of the unenlightened. We are now strong enough to strike further into the heart of this world in Tzeentches name! however we lack the information to conduct such an assault. Tell me oh great one, where does the enemy hide from us?
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>>2679169
"Seek knowledge of rival sites? Such things know. There be parking lot with many tank nearby, very good parking, valet and everything. There also be big sweatshop nearby. Lot of low pay/no pay employees there. Also nearby is warehouse and distribution center."

>You realize that this is all information you already know
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>>2679184
Th-thank you lord
>he thanks the fate that he is wearing a gas mask so Irvis cant see him blushing in embarrassment
One last thing mighty one. Tell me the name of the daemon that haunts the mechanic.
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>>2679201
"Oh, metal man? He no haunted by daeomn. He just slowly go insane. He require drug to stop auditory hallucination. Brick Pharmaceuticals is recommended brand, accept no substitute. If substitute accepted, you be beaten with bricks."
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>>2679212
Thank you lord for this information, i will bring much glory to the winds.
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>>2679218
"Yes, bring glory and great profit to CEO Tzeentch. Recommend involvement in real estate and financial market. Expand portfolio, acquire capital. Army of damned good, but damned army AND diverse stock portfolio better."

>There is a short pause

"Would you like use mail-order service?"
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>>2679227
No thanks, im good. I dont send much mail anyway. No you may not send me email alerts thank you.
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>>2679233
"Would like gold-membership? 5% off in-store prices, 10% off online, and you soul guaranteed to be used in great ritual after death."
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>>2679238
No. I would not.
>gets annoyed and knocks over one of the candles by "accident"
whoops
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>>2679243
"Oh, no worry. Connection is double secure. You contact Brick, Brick contact you. See? Much secure. Would you like any other information, products, or to manage you stock portfolio? Would like to donate to charity?"
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>>2679246
AAAGH!
>reaches into his pocket and throws a handful of salt all over the mark of chaos
AWAY WITH YOU!
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>>2679251
"Once again, connection double secure. Would you like to end call? Brick must remind you that fee does apply unless you order a product or information."
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>>2679252
Yes by the dark wind end the call!
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>>2679257
"Okay, goodbye then. 2 thrones or equivalent have been withdrawn from bank account. Praise Tzeentch!"

>The "call" ends. Irvis chuckles.
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>>2679260
>he stands up and dusts off his coat and tightens his mask
The warehouse seems like a good option, maybe a vox caster there we can use to locate other positions, interrogation of the unfortunate is also a good idea
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>>2679264
"I would like to note, we gained no new information, and we're also out a bit of blood and apparently some money from your bank account."
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>>2679266
thats fine you have no idea of who i was before i came here. Unimportant, like i said i had no guarantee we would get what we wanted but i got the feeling that whatever that was had it out for me specifically. and it probably decided to withhold much info.
warhouse. we need to attack the warehouse and steal vox casters
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>>2679276
"We have a voxcaster. We got it from the last raid. I would also like to note that you did not ask for any new information."
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>>2679278
You told me we didnt know jack so i asked where they were
>facepalms
Look my plan is sound okay? and besides i wasnt expecting some lacky to answer. i doubt the damned thing knew anything anyways
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>>2679293
I will conduct another seance tomorrow, and i will talk to something with some sense
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> Jaan walks to the workshop with a box

> knocks at the door
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>opens dore
WHOOO IS IT
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>>2679938
sorry English is not my first language
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>>2679938
> takes a step back

Oh hello

> after a short pause just standing there

would you mind fixing something
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>>2679938
Be careful you might break it
>>2679941
No problem what needs fixing skin pupet
>meanwhile.
>SLAVES collar starts blinking.
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>>2679941
>takes box
>opens box
>Rage of a thousands kornets
What the Frag happen to it did a tank run it over!!
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>>2679949
>Slave still sleeps, dreaming of being rescued by the Emperor himself
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>>2679941
>sees the blinking light
whats that light?
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>>2679957
That is SLAVE he is mine do not steal him or molest him more than necessary.
He is supposed to wake up right now
>>2679954
>SLAVE starts spazming as the shock collar is activated.
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Rolled 34 (1d100)

>looks to gun to see the damage
rolling to examine gun
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>>2679970
“AHHHHHHHHHH!”

>Slave spasms on the ground

“Why is existence so cruel! Why!”
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>>2679950
No some lucky bastard threw a grenade at it during the raid on the supply convoy
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>Kanith licks the side of his chainsword, his teeth picking off some flesh chunks and swallowing them.

When is the next fight? I am beginning to hunger...
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>>2679973
Time to rise SLAVE you are 5 minutes late.
You should be helping be by now I was kind and gave you five minutes extra
Now come over here
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>>2680008
>He meekly cries and comes over

“I want to go home...”
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>>2680008
What does S.L.A.V.E stand for, Cogran?
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>>2680011
We can all go to your home together and become like a big family.
>points at a pile of guns on the workbench
Short these into their proper racks and don't even think of trying to use any of then as they are all unloaded
>>2680012
>stares at him
Dont ask it was a less than perfect acronym is all I will say.
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>>2679971
Do your thing I'll be back later

> he walks out of the workshop
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>>2680021
“I uh... that sounds very sinister.”

>Slave gets to work sorting the weapons
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>>2680040
No it does not
Maybe it is just me marrying your sister and then we will legally be a family.
>goes to work on some regular meintance on the truks
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>Pyrrhus kicks open the door to the Workshop and walks in marrily, carrying a large satchel.

"Greetings, friends! I was wondering if it would be possible to make some remote explosives within a relatively short timespan using some of my already amazing grenades!"

>He almost rips the satchel open and reveals the truly copious amount of grenades found inside. Yet it seems like the amount he has strapped to him isn't one grenade lower.
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>>2680060
Do you have the papers required to requisition that.
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Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>2680067
"SORT!"

>The unfortunate private comes through the door, struggling to hold an even larger satchel which is definitely filled with more explosives. Pyrrhus reaches in and moves his hand around a lot, searching for something.
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>>2680067
>Irvis walks past the open door

“Cogran stop asking people to fill out paperwork! A quarter of our troops are half mad, and another quarter quarter mad! Most don’t have the patience to fill it out!”
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>>2680088
if they are to mad to fill out paperwork they should not be requisitioning stuff
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>>2680088
"Is that so, sir? Then I suppose my search is over!"

>He claps twice and Sort leaves hurriedly.

>>2680091
"To be fair, we did embrace Chaos, didn't we? Not sure paperwork is most in line with these ideals."
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>>2680091
“To be fair, most don’t. Nearly half our troops worship Khorne and just use whatever they find on the ground.”
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>>2680088
But Flag might have asked me to do it. And otherwise how do I know who is supposed to get what it would be anarchy with nobody knowing who should have what. How could I continue to deliver acurate logs to Flag if I don't know who has what I can't alow that. And do you realy whant half of those pepole running around with enuth explosives to kill the other half
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>>2680051
What is marriage you mean the institutionalized breeding program, that hardly makes you relatives.
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>>2680095
But chaos is for your free time not oficial maters such as the amount of extra explosives you get
>>2680101
In my limited experience with Meatbags it as a institution where you bind yourself to another person in a contract of sorts and in the eyes of the law you become the same family groop
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>>2680100
> Actually that would be advantageous for me. Jaan thinks

>>2680101

No I do actually he means marriage in the local tradition

And yes I can actually arrange that as I know the hiding spot of one of the last priests of the old faith we had before the imperium came
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>>2680109
"Excuse you? Are you implying I do anything with my free time that does not include explosives?"
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>>2680116
I have just observed a general trend of pepole going in here and asking for extra explosives not specifically you
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>>2680116
“I know for a fact that he sleeps in a sleeping bag full of grenades. And in his spare time does landscaping using explosives. He made a very nice crater. Even decorated it with the blood of a freshly made corpse.”
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>>2680127
Se there we have a problem. Clear waste of explosives
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>>2680126
"Yes but do they truly understand the glorious feeling of seeing an explosion like I do?"

>>2680127
"For the first one, don't knock it 'til you try it and for the second, at least now we have a place to throw the Khornates when they get too stabby."

>>2680138
"Complete slander."
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>>2680110
hold up where
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>>2680143
“Which god do you follow anyways? I would like to remind you that there is no such thing as a Chaos God of Explosions.”
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>>2680110
“You will find few that care of whatever local faiths you had unless it was just a local face of the Chaos Gods.”
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>>2680150
"I follow all of The Four equally, for all have their merits, yet all simply pull one too far to one path of life which I cannot commit to."
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>>2680149
> looks at it

Well the old man is hidden in a cave not far from here he is given food by some local villagers we have been intentionally operating in other areas to not draw attention to him
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>>2680157
I know the interest is very low there is just a few villages still stubbornly clinging to the old faith and since our good friend here said he would marry the workers sister who isn't of your faith I presume thus a traditional wedding in the style of the old faith would be preferable to both parties
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>>2680183
“Oh, you’re speaking of marrying Cogran and the SLAVE’s Sister? I doubt he was serious about that, but even if he was, I could marry them. While rare, according to The Book, marriages of Chaos are... potent.”
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>>2680186
Ok I was just making a suggestion

The old man would be happy to help but if you insist, it's just that I like the ceremony and tradition in the old faith but I'll drop it
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>>2680197
“Oh, feel free to combine tenants of the old faith with the new of course. It brings cha fr and inprovement.”
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>>2680186
In that assessment you are correct. I only used it as a way to show his underdeveloped mind that the sentence we can become like a big family was not sinister.
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>>2680199
Ok I'll do that

I just don't want my people's identity to die and we become just another world without character or unique traditions
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>>2680225
So you don't want it

And I thought robopepole were always serious
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>>2680226
“Indeed, find your embrace in Chaos, and you will find what makes you unique preserved and amplified. Strong martial culture? Well, Khorne has a place for you so long as you spill blood and gather skulls. Preferably honorably, but not a true requirement. Balance of quality and quantity really, he can go with either. Strong tradition of music and arts? Slaanesh will show you more music and art than you can handle, sometime literally. Psychic and or learned society? Tzeentch’s libraries are vast and technically endless. A resilience and aversion to change? Papa Nurgle can make sure you can walk the same path forever. Again, sometimes literally.
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>>2680267
We generally don't fall into those 4

The old faith is founded on 8 virtues and locking back I am not a man of virtue

They are courage to stand up to those who would wrong you, reliability to those who trust you never to let them down, curiosity to not shy away from the unknown but to learn from it, generosity to strangers and friends alike be it in knolege or other things, honesty to the ones around you, vigilance against the threats from afar, dedication to your craft whatever it may be and lastly Faith in those who command you be it the priest the general or the chief

As I said I am not a priest but that was the 8 virtues as far as I know them and as I said I am not a virtuous man
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>>2680267
“The first is Khorne; Khrone does not tolerate cowards, and those that wrong Khornates are cut down. The second is Nurgle, he is reliable; the cycles will ever continue, ever turning. The third is Tzeentch, for curiosity is a great virtue, and new knowledge can bring new change. The fourth is... well, that might take more interpretation. The fifth can be Khorne or Tzeentch, either to be watchful for any enemy or to observe in great detail the surroundings. The sixth is Slaanesh, who embodies all things beautiful and dedicated, often to an excess. The seventh is any of them; great respect and leadership is granted to those that embody their god’s ideals.”

>Irvis smirks

“You only listed 7 virtues.”
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>>2680334
Like I said I am not a priest but let me think

> he looks around for some time

Ok yeah I forgot about self-sufficiency as you shall never ask for something you can not do yourself
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>>2680356
“Self Sufficiency would either by Khorne or Nurgle. Khorne values great strength and skill, while Nurgle teaches resilience and perseverance.”
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>>2680360
I'll have to go now got things to do back in my camp

> he walks of to the omakaiste camp
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Rolled 26 (1d100)

>Jay starts work on the kitchen. Meals are cheap, soldier's food (though with a Slaaneshi baker as head chef it is still decadent compared to standard imperial fare). Human flesh is clearly labled as such, as per the commander's instructions.
>>2680225
I would like to commission a refrigeration unit for the kitchen, it will certainly improve moral among the troops to have relatively fresh food.
>>2680360
Sir, I may have need of additional kitchen staff, so if you could insure people know I'm looking for volunteers, that would be appreciated.
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>>2680406
“You’ll find a few who’ll volunteer, though don’t expect them all to be Slaaneshi; quite a few of our Nurglites and Khornates are into cooking.”
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>>2680418
...you want a nurglite... to work on the troops food supply. I wouldn't mind a khornate in my kitchen, as long as they acknowledge that it is MY kitchen, but I do want a mostly clean cooking area.
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>>2680434
“You are literally feeding corpses to anyone who wants them, as well as cookies containing your own sexual fluids”
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>>2680458
"Sir, as mildy disgusted as I am by the perversion going on in this kitchen, i'd rather not let a nurglite in here. At least the troops aren't all dying because someone wanted to spread Papa Nurgle's love.
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>>2680477
>>2680458
As Sir Pyrrhus said, there is filthy, and then there is FILTHY.
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>>2680365
>At your camp, leaning against a tree is Antaloth.
Jaan, we have matters to discuss
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>>2678101

Miss higgins was truthfully quiet for a bit. Brushing themselves off analytical mind thinking things over and how to succeed.

>>Higgins is heading back to base to alert the rest of the camp.
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>>2680682
>Irvis is inspecting the "uniform" of several of the soldiers. To be honest, it isn't a uniform, however, Irvis had put down some guidelines so that there is a general feel to his troops

"No, no no! Firstly, your colors are CLASHING! You need to be wearing dark, complimentary colors. We are fighting for the favor of the dark gods, not going on a parade with streamers and confetti!"

>Irvis moves over to another soldier

"And you! His discretions against a good dress sense are nothing against yours!"

"W-what did I do wrong?"

"You have a fucking aquila still on your armor! What was the first thing I told everyone when we threw off our chains?"

>The man looks at his feet meekly

"Remove or defile all Imperial symbols, sir."

"Exactly. Be lucky I do not shoot you now."

"But sir, I like the design. It's a two headed bird, how cool is that?"

"Ugh, you're a fucking idiot; go remake it into a symbol to the great and exalted daemon of Tzeentch, Kairos Fateweaver. He has two heads, and is a bird."

"Oh, alright sir!"

>Irvis shakes his head, then spots Higgins

"Higgins, why are you wet? You look like you just got pulled out of the river."
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>>2680787

Green eyes starring into the commanders own. A soft wringing of their hair as the man behind them most likely with the rest of the squad gave Higgins their knife back. After cleaning it of the the loyalist blood that had stained it.

Mind flickering struggling with what to say. With how to say it. A desire to insult, degrade and all around prove their superiority tempered by the slanneshi demons words. Rose-blonde hair brushed aside as they stare at the mark that now extended to their wrist.

A smirk managing to come to their lips. Arrogance but politeness coming to bear in their tone. Informal but not rude.

"I was sanctified and the glamorous dark prince extracted me from a wretched fate. I spotted a deplorable loyalist and due to unfortunate shortages nearly perished. If not for their intervention. This of course provides a problem for all of us that their is certainly a loyalist fortification or forward base incredibly nearby."

For a moment the thought of going on their own to ensure the camps destruction came to mind. A desire to destroy maim and ensure their superiority over the filthy Loyalists. Perhaps it was a plan...but they would have to make sure they did not become especially well known.

((Sorry mind has been blanking a bit so struggled with what to write!))
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>>2680907
"Yes, we know that there are loyalist bases nearby. We've known for days."

>Notices her mark

"Ah, I see that the Prince has truly graced you with a gift. May you find great pleasure in bringing great pain to others."
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>Several miles out, site of second raid, figures inspect the sights of battle

"Indeed, it is as we feared. These burned tracks in the earth, they bear the taint of Chaos. It is likely they summoned a daemon, though only for a short time."

"Dear Emperor, we should-"

"No Sister, if we call in for help off planet all we have worked for could be destroyed. We are going to do this ourselves. If we cannot, only then will we call in assistance."

"It feels wrong though."

"They have not yet brought foul daemons fully into the materium yet, we do not need them here unless they are bringing those foul entities here en masse."

"I must concede that your are correct. Still, I have a bad feeling."

"You cannot hold doubt in your heart, only love for our most Holy Emperor."

"You are rights. Anyways, according to reports from some guardsmen, this was the second convoy to be raided. The other happened several miles away, but it is more likely than not the same group responsible. That establishes a search area."

"A search area the size of half a province."

"But one nonetheless. We must persevere, for the Emperor."
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>>2680565
> looks at the priest

What is it
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>>2680406
Have you filled out the corect form...
>looks at Ivris
Okay
>picks out a requisition form from a box where it is writen "move to Flags ofice"
Fill out this and I will look into it.
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>>2681795
Some distance away from here is a large, fortified labor camp. Inside there are criminals, political dissents. And Omakaiste POW's. Some were distinguished veterans from what my friends have told me.
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>>2681800
>Jay stares at the paperwork with a look of abject horror. She picks it up holds it at arms length, then runs out the door.
SLAAAAVEE! JEEFFSEEEL!
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>>2681816
>looks at jay running away
>looks back at the comander
Se that is why we have paperwork comander to weed out the unstable.
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>>2681811
That is something we have known and I would have done something about it if I had the manpower do you have some plan to solve this

Deamons are not a plan
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>>2681879
I do have a plan.
There is a way inside. But it would require absolute stealth. Until we were inside of course, then we release the prisoners and arm your veterans and escape with everyone we can with trucks and chimera. It isnt complicated
My friends in the great beyond can get us in, as they have never failed me before.
I have the whole plan worked out on a data slate, see here
>offers a dataslate containing a very detailed description of the ins and outs of the complex and annotations on the side
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>>2681896
Ok then how many men do we need for this plan to work

> looks over the dataslate

I guess it was your friends that gave you this
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>>2681900
Roughly 40 not including me and you.
I can gaurantee us getting in and securing the prisoners.
However in order to get out alive i will need to summon a powerful ally
And he does not answer to any paltry call.
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>>2681902
I can only spare at the most 13 men not counting myself as my men have to patrol the local area and do scouting as well as have guards at our camp here
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>>2681908
Your men will do, we have others in the regiment trained as scouts. However the main issue is once were in we need to cause as much carnage as possible in a short period of time.
You see what im getting at?
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>>2681913
Deamons are not a plan
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>>2681816
>Jeffsel is still in a drug and pleasure and pain induced haze
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>>2681931
You have no idea the power that they wield, youve only seen lesser daemons. Pawns, runts. You have no idea of what true power the Gods wield, and neither do they.
Once we are inside i will summon Tzeentches minions and they will consume the compound in warpfire!
I will discuss with Griff and Cogran about transport and 'other' details.
We will succeed my friend, i have foreseen it
>he takes the dataslate and leaves heading back to base.
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>>2681952
I'll be around

> he walks into his living a tent dug into the ground and reinforced with wood

> when the priest had left he orders some of his men to priest of the old faith
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>>2681938
>Sits on Jeffsel whilst working on the accursed requisition form.
Kss, damned busy work. This is what Slaanesh uses to truly punish hir daemonettes. (Additional grumbling)
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>>2681828
>you hear the filtered breathing of a gas mask. Antaloth, but when did he enter the shop?
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> a 4 man team starts to leave the camp all of them have a white armband on their left arm
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>>2681969
>Irvis walks past
"I heard that Jay! Hir is not a proper fucking pronoun; they/them is usable for any being which defies binary gendered pronouns, including the most glorious prince of pleasure!"
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>>2681969
>The slave mumbles to herself

"Mommy, is that you? Why is everything so dizzy? Blaaaaaa..."
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>>2682004
Don't try to steal anything I have the all of the keys to the lockers on me and the chimeras won't start without my blessing Antaloth
>Turning around and facing him
My sensors detected you as soon as you entered
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>>2682019
Implying i would have a reason to betray your trust, Omnissiah's chosen?
I was told i need to fill out some form?
And i need your trucks Cogran, there is an important mission to be carried out. I will need to requisition much from our armory.
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>>2682005
> they have now passed the base and are approaching the edge of the forest
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>>2682025
>placing the box with all of terorism forms in it on a table.
Fill out the form coresponding to the equipment you whant to requisition.
>in a lower tone
And I will try to find a reason to deny you
>hight beep sound
And I will check if you have a good reason
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>>2682047
>takes the form
Equipment requested:100 autoguns
all of the trucks
Reason: The largest prison break this world has ever seen.
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>>2682071
>Irvis strides in, rips the form out of his hand, and stamps a big fat NO on it, followed by the reason for refusal of request:

>"We do not have 100 autoguns, and you may not have all the trucks."
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>>2682074
I was going to see if i could even get past this one before i got to you, i find you to be far more reasonable
allow me to explain myself
Inside that prison is a gold mine. A wealth of new recruits, arms, food, tools, fuel. gun emplacements. and VIPs who we can interrogate to get more information on the city.
and i have a way in, and a way out that does not involve Daemons for once.
just hear me out.
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>>2682085
"I know. You have a plan that involves infiltration? Go for it; if it is good enough, you will not even require any equipment at all."
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>>2682074
Se this is why I send them over to you
I might have aproved of this one ofcourse I was not going to but still
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>>2682089
Youve given me an excellent idea, one that makes the mission's chance of success increase dramatically, implying i had any doubts.
the guns wont be necessary but i will still need the trucks. The prisoners wont be able to march this far, theyl collapse from exhaustion as they are already on the brink of death from lack of sleep and nourishment.
and plus stealing that much gear is impossible to carry, especially as fast as we need them too.
Please, the trucks will be safe but they are essential
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>>2682101
"Elaborate on your plan, I will decide on wether to give you vehicles depending on what it is."
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>>2682109
Commander I whant to protest this added layer of beurocracy that you are puting on me by puting the aproval process on me as well as handling of the materials.
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>>2682008
You're correct on one count, "hirs" would be the correct possessive, with xe/hir being the subject/object. They/them implies multiple subjects, so I don't like using them.
>>2682011
Oh good, you're up, do you still want to leave me?
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>>2682170
"No it doesn't, it can be both singular or referring to multiple subjects depending on context! It also sounds less like you're making up words!"

>Irvis is a ways away, and is shouting as a result
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>>2682170
"Wh-what are you... oh..."

>She curls up and looks at the floor

"I want to go home."
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>>2682164
"You put the approval process on yourself. I haven't seen Flagg all day, meaning that all this bureaucracy is you."
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>>2682186
I dont have anythin solid on the plan yet, a blueprint and that is all. Im only here to see if you would even consider just a bold move.
And with that i will go for now and gather information from my sponsors from the beyond.
>he leaves with an arrogant stride to his step
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>>2682214
"Well, okay then."
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>>2682214
> he walks up to the priest

Now I actually need to know what you were planning as my men trust me and I will not send my men on a mission if I don't know the plan
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Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>2682214
>back in his shack, he places his candles at the marks drawn on the floor and lights them. he places his bloodied dagger on the floor after wrapping his hand and conducts his ritual.
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>>2682230
The mission isnt officially on yet, if we cant decide on a proper plan or get intel to make said plan we will hold off for now.
Trust me on this one.
>he leaves
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>>2682186
But beurocracy is what Flag is for right and with this process the amount of work I would have time to do would increase as I would not have to deliver the sulpy document to him as he would already know who has what. It also weeds out the pepole that can get more than their standard equipment as the more unstable people can't fill out the forms and so the damege to the equipment will be lowered as the pepole that would use their guns as clubs won't get another one as they can fill out the forms. I can se no negatives in this system.
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>>2682232
> Jaan stands outside the shack with 2 bodyguards waiting for the priest
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>>2682232
"Hello, thank for calling Brick Enterprises. How may help you?"
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>>2682235
"I haven't seen Flag in awhile though."
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>>2682249
Hi! first a couple things, For starters i would like to learn more about your mail and shopping service
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>>2682254
"Due to regulatory oversight, we able to directly take funds from bank account and or soul. After payment taken, we deliver product in 0-3 business day."
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>>2682260
I think my money is well hidden, but Tzeentch already owns the soul sorry. Anyways i would like to buy a chaos corrupted blade of Tzeentch how much will that run me?
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>>2682270
"Ha ha ha ha, you no able to afford that from current accessible liquid assets. What assets for trade and barter you have?"
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Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>2682273
I have two mortal souls, but they are as of now unenlightend,
can i speak to your manager please? i have some questions from him
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>>2682277
"Ha, those two? They no useful but for comedy duo. Hmm... tempting, but no."

"Also Brick is regional manager. No above me that take non scheduled calls."
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>>2682282
Very well. There is a large prison nearby, place is a damned fortress
tell me how i can get in, steal a bunch of shit and come out with more people than i came in with.
Also.
where in the prison are my father and sister located.
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>>2682284
"Hmm... information no free. What you have to trade? Besides comedy souls."
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>>2682288
The Appendix is a useless organ but i hear that it can be used in the production of neverborn. one of my kidneys while your at it.
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>>2682252
That does not mater telling them to go over there usually gets them running as far away as possible so he bearly has to be there for it to work
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>>2682295
“Payment is acceptable.”

>Antaloth feels two new hollow spots in his body. Dear Tzeentch, hope they weren’t just teleported away without dealing all the necessary tubes and such

“There are three viable way in. First is by ramming throughly Gate. Very flimsy, not made by Brick Enterprises, so is shit. Second is by air. No AA at all. Third is by failed escape tunnel. Man once almost make out, but caught. Tunnel not collapse though, only seal up. Easy to use. Spot to dig is 40 feet from northwest wall, next to rock and tree.”

“To get out, must be more bold. Either start riot and fight way out, escape into warp, much risk, or impersonate guards. Or get you friends to attack outside when you attack in.”

“You Dad is dead. You Sister is well... she go bit cray cray. You might want avoid her.”
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>>2682352
Im going to get my sister. tell me where she is. ive paid you now you tell me where she is in that death pit
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>>2682356
"No know where exact she is. She in there, she alive, she well-ish. You probably able to recognize. She apparently well known in camp or something? Brick no know, Brick employs clones of raven employee to gather info, they not perfect."
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>>2682373
Thank you brick, il be sure to rate you on yelp.
Please end the call.
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>>2682376
"Signing off. If you ever wish for used item, construction work, catering, information, or birbifying, you know who to call. Thank you for shopping with Brick Enterprises."
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>>2682248
>he steps outside
Alright, we have our way in.
40 feet from northwest wall, next to rock and tree is an old failed escape tunnel, some old fool tried to escape through but was caught, they sealed up the hole but didnt collapse it. We drive our trucks up about a mile or so out, make our way to the tunnel under the cover of darkness and ilfiltrate the prison. Before we leave we rescure your VIP's and start a riot on the way out, get as many of the dumb bastards to come with us as we can but we cant stop for anyone. well, not just anyone...
Thats the plan in a nutshell, we can refine it and perfect it later.
So, do you trust me?
>he offers his hand
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>>2682407
That sounds acceptable but VIPs who would that be do you mean the omakaiste prisoners in there

> takes the hand

I will still want a proper look at the perimeter before we go ahead
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>>2682446
Understandable
Jaan, Thank you for this. For trusting me, and helping me with something ive been trying to do for years.
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>>2682453
So when did you come to this world?

If you have been trying to do this for years
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>>2682407
"If you were wanting to start a riot, I have something that may be able to help."

>Irvis produces a vial of blood-like liquid and a liquid with an indescribable color

"This little red one will cause anything that drinks it to fly in a hommicidal rage, fueled by the power of Khorne, though they'll almost certainly die soon after. The other one is just concentrated warpy essence. Drinking it will turn the person into Chaos Spawn. It can be diluted amongst several drinks if you want several targets to drink it. Both are nearly guaranteed to cause a riot. I wouldn't recommend giving the entire thing to a single person though, that would be... likely very messy."
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>>2682464
Hmm, this seems likea boon if ive ever seen one,
this could work,
leave me to my schemes for now.
tunnel
trucks
rescue mission
>he goes back inside
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>>2682462
>He leans out and waves you inside
you have questions, i will answer them to the best of my ability
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>>2682504
> gestures for his men to wait outside

Yes I do have questions

> walks in to the shed
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>>2682519
>he points to some form of makeshift sofa
sit please, make yourself at home
>he sits on his bedroll
ask away
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>>2682525
> sits down

You said you had been trying to do this for years?

So when did you come to this world?

And what is so special with this prison camp

> he is sitting relaxed

As my priest I have faith in your abilities as is virtuous according to the old faith

But this doesn't mean I will follow you in other matters
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>>2682544
>sigh
>he unclamps his gas mask, revealing his face. He has perfect skin, and its pale. he has a clean shaven face, as if facial hair was never there. His features are long and patrician in nature and his eyes are like none that youve seen before, they are a bright shade of blue, too bright, they are like sapphires and they burn into your soul
>he removes his hood to reveal perfectly combed brown hair that looks as if it was trimmed by the best barber ever moments ago.
My name is Nathanael, of house Solatys.
>his unaltered by the mask is deep and clean, as if he were something other than human.
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>>2682180
>Jay tenderly holds her from behind.
Are you saying that because you hated what I've done to you, or because you enjoyed it too much?
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>>2682568
> he looks at him no longer with suspicion but with disgust

You are one of those

> he starts reaching for his gun but stops himself

Remember the faith...

Reliability to those who trust you never to let them down...

> he sits there mumbling one hand on his gun repeating those two phrases
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>>2682663
I can understand your feelings
"he is the enemy"
"he is anathema"
"he must die for the sake of my people"
my family ruled over a great city for many years, I was born on this planet, my father was just a young man when the planet fell to the Imperium. He succeeded his father as mayor and ruled with an iron fist like he was taught, and so he tried to teach me, but i rejected his ways. Instead of tackling my problems with brute force i used intrigue to my advantage. I grew up on this planet and i witnessed the atrocity my father committed and was told to follow in his footsteps. but something was telling me he was wrong. Do you know what it was?
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>>2682666
Oh so your deamon friends told you what you're father told you was wrong

> Jaan now looks at him with some modicum of respect

I am not a city dweller as I have lived most of my life in these woods but you now have my respect for seeing the wrongs of this occupation

Now what have you been trying to do for years that has to do with that camp
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>>2682716
When i became a man, i had no one. I often kept to myself, left to my studies. When your stuck in a palace all day every day friends are hard to come by, i had one true friend. My dearest sister, Area was my only companion. When i wasnt looking deep into the archives where i shouldnt be i was spending time with her. I was related to my father, i shared his blood. By my sister was my family. She was probably the only person who i loved.
But The Imperium does not tolerate heresy. Even the slightest hint of "taint" can cost even the noblest of families everything. As i grew older my delvings into the occult grew more advanced, i seemed to always be a step ahead of my coutiers, people who would see to out do me or ussurp me were met only by a brick wall or a sharpened blade i laid prepared for them weeks before. I started conducting minor rituals at 17. And thats when the investigation began. Someone had blabbed. Someone was nosey and told the wrong person the wrong things.
i had to flee my palace,i gave my beloved sister a kiss and told her i would return one day .i hid in the slums and quickly became a criminal overlord. I was always a step ahead.
But they were not satisfied, they arrested my whole family, gave our palace to someone else.
My friends in the warp have been keeping track of her so that i might one day find her.
As of this moment she is in that camp.
So many years of searching and chasing her for her to be so close.
That is why i need your help so desperately.
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>>2682739
If it is so I will do all I can to help

But I tell you this now I can not garante anything but I will do my best to help those who trust me

> he puts his gun away before continuing

I have something to tell you

Today I sent four men into the woods to find one of the last priests of my people's old faith

I trust you will not act against the old man or tell this to anyone and if you do well let's say my men don't have my restraint
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>>2682768
I told you a secret. A secret that would get me killed around here.
You have told me a secret, a secret that would get you killed around here.
Our fates are now intertwined my friend. I will have another sermon tonight, others will be joining us, others from around the regiment who wish to hear the word of Tzeentch. you should join us.
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>>2682779
I guess I will

But I will not give up the faith of my people it is why I am calling for the priest as I need help combining the two faiths as if I am not able to do that my entire life would be without meaning

Friend

> he reaches for a pocket but stops himself

No he is of another land
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>>2682805
I know you to be a stubborn man, which is an admirable trait. But as a friend tell me, during my last sermon, did you feel anything?
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>>2682829
Yes there were whispers and weird sounds

I payed them no attention
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>>2682843
If you hear them again, listen. They have many secrets to tell you.
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>>2682848
I might

> he stands up and starts walking towards the door
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>>2682040
>The partisans Jaan sent out to find the priest of the old faith have traveled long to the cave in which the hermit, last bastion of a dead religion, resides.

>A subtle wrongness pervades the area as they approach
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>>2683173
>The inch closer towards the cave, staying silent, staying hidden. At their approach, they can hear voices, shouting even. A strong voiced woman.

"Where are they you mongrel!"

>The reply is a mix of pained sobs with a hint of determination to them

"I... I don't know... but if I did... I WOULD NOT TELL YOU ANYTHING!"

>There is the sound of a whip cracking

"AHHHHHHHHH!"

"Heretics, all the same."

"I am telling you, I know nothing of this Chaos business! I live alone, and have done for years!"

"Liar! You are a heretic, and you filthy heretics stick together with your filth."

"I am no heretic! I am a priest!"

"You refuse to ask the God Emperor for forgiveness! You are a heretic!"

>The whip cracks again

"AHHHH!"

"Where are they! We know that the local rebels speak to you, and we know they have joined ranks with the heretics! Tell us now!"

"...What would I receive for telling you?"

>A different voice speaks up. This woman is likely younger, and has a slightly softer voice
"You would receive the Emperor's Mercy."

"Ha... ha... how many fools have you tricked with that? You have already tortured me, I care not for a quick death."

>The shouty woman growls
"Catalina... burn him. He is impure."

"Right away Sister."

>There is the swoosh of a flamer, and the scrams of the burning priest. The partisans quickly retreat to a safer distance

"The priest is dead, we must tell Jaan!"

"Indeed, this is most vital information."

"We do not even know what they look like though!"

>Suddenly, a shadow is swept over them, and an eviscerator chainsword revs its engine. The partisans turn around to see a massive woman in elegant power armor, grinning like a lunatic as she hefts the massive chain blade.

"Now you do!"
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>Hit the bump limit awhile ago, and the threads too long anyways. New thread!

>>2683835




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