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Your battle prowess has been tested quite a bit recently, first off against Thera who for some reason was a big bird thing. really who's idea was that? also the second time was with you and quite a few of the crew burning, killing, and flat out annihilating any cultists on your ship, The Raving Truth.

Also on the subject of current crew we have Inquisitor Darvek making an appearance, ya he likes fire and making Valirsa mad.

You are still currently stuck as a girl but thankfully (or unfortunately depending on who you are) this is not permanent.

Now then you are currently trying to convince your inquisitor, who seems reasonable, to investigate a abandoned eldar craftworld even though your Ordo's job is to track down corrupted inquisitors and more often than not murder the fuck out of Daemons. eh if its abandoned you probably could make the argument a daemon is there.

Also Mr.Clown seems to have decided to leave a reward on that place and you want to know what it is.

Welcome to guardsman quest.
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alright lets get his over with, quest archive doc is here https://docs.google.com/document/d/1N6DV3ou3h5MO0TZi61pc9jGoMBA4p3S4fJ0rCI6qooM/edit?usp=sharing

also here are your stats and items as well as some silly shit https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1VEdRRmqRN2wb661ea1Bz2iXQwqQl2JVgl1OdrmHk3Tk/edit?usp=sharing
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Deciding it is actually time to go to that fucking craftworld that the clown keeps pushing you to go to, hell ignoring it would have been the better option in your mind but if he is going to keep pulling you into that library because of it then fuck it lets just get it over with.

You begin to head towards Markal's room, you remember to use the quick way to avoid getting caught by Valirsa, you may be able to act like a girl on surface inspection but past maybe and hour and she will probably find out.

Eventually you reach the old man's room and you knock, several minutes pass before you hear some feet shuffling across the floor and a moan "what is it." Markal asks with an annoyed voice.

"its me, Sasha." you respond

"oh... right, come in the door is unlocked."

you quietly open the door and walk inside, the room was better looking than the last time you had entered it everything was in its place, the chair and blood were gone, and Markal was sitting half dressed on his bed rubbing his eyes.

"alright what do you want, I just got through a long and rather annoying call with inquisition HQ, the fact you impersonated someone related to me and then decided to go after a Greater Daemon just made so much paperwork," he sighs "but on the subject of that Daemon good job."

"casualties were about 90% sir I don't think that is a 'good job'."

"usually its one hundred percent. anyways onto the subject at hand, what do you want from me."

"I have information on an abandoned craftworld name Parthosa, I request that we set course to there."

Markal waves his had dismissively "not our job, if you want someone to take care of the Eldar or what is left of the Eldar call the Ordo Xenos."

"sir I have reason to believe this craftworld may carry some item that will be useful in our ability to combat the forces of Chaos."

"Who told you that?"

shit time to make shit up. "A psyker on the planet that we were just on. he said that if we went there we would be able to find a weapon of great power that would spell doom for the forces of chaos."

Markal raises his eye skeptically, "I cannot fully approve of this.... but say I get holed up with paperwork and say we just stopped near the craftworld and you and two others decided to investigate without my permission... actually fuck it, if you get caught its on you but I'll let you take two people with you onto this."

"really?"

"It will give me time to finish the paperwork before we head to HQ and all honesty I'm curious of what is on there now. Tell Drauge to set a route to that craftworld."

>[1] tell Drauge immediately, get there and get the reward.
>[2] thank Markal and head over there but get some things done first (partial write-in)
>[3] leave, go to sleep and then when you wake up tell Drauge
>[4] write-in
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>>1285736
>[2] then we go to Drauge
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welp ill be back at 6 pm pst tomorrow and see were we are at that time
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>>1285736
>>[1] tell Drauge immediately, get there and get the reward.

Fuck you pay me.
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>>1285736
>2
Have a quick look on the ships files and find out if anyone here has fought elder before or is a xeno specialist.
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>>1285736
>[2] thank Markal and head over there but get some things done first (partial write-in)
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Quickly and effectively you begin sprinting towards the bridge. You are getting that fucking reward what ever it is. anyways you manage to get spotted by Valirsa but thankfully Mirasi was there for the save and got in her way, gotta thank her for that later.

anyways you get to the bridge without incident. "Drauge I need two things from you."

"and what would those things be?" Drauge responds

"well you endless barrel of convenient knowledge and for some reason items of note do you know of anyone who knows of anything about the eldar."

"we are going to parthosa aren't we, also im not endless with knowledge, I don't know shit about eldar. Also we are the Ordo Malleus not Xenos so ya I don't think anyone know shit about those sparkly space things."

ok that is not good but hay it's supposed to be abandoned and Xenos is on the way there so probably you could get in contact with them. "Yes we are going to Parthosa. Markal has given permission in his own way."

"fine I'll set the course but it will take a few days, seems that the entry points for the warpdrive shifted recently and we have yet to exactly figure out where each one goes."

"Alright I'll let you handle that, I have no idea what all that shit means and I dont want to know." with that you leave, so what will you do for the next few days.

>[1] train the troops, lets see what we can improve on the soon to be dead idiots (all stats)
>[2] rest up, see if the mechanicus can upgrade your sniper to be more powerful (drague's int)
>[3] try to find information on the Eldar in the ship's database as well as the slates, the more info the better (Int)
>[4] write-in
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>>1288659
>[4] write-in
Write a girly love letter to guardsmen Simun.
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>>1288659
>[2] rest up, see if the mechanicus can upgrade your sniper to be more powerful (drague's int)
>[3] try to find information on the Eldar in the ship's database as well as the slates, the more info the better (Int)
Can't we leave the rifle with them while we read. Say we want are faithful sniper spirit at its best too watch our back.
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brb 20 min food, will count votes and such when I get back
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>>1288677
Supporting
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alright >>1288677 has it, 2d100 vs 65, 23
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Rolled 78, 50 = 128 (2d100)

>>1288830
Brace
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Rolled 27, 30 = 57 (2d100)

>>1288830
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Rolled 46, 94 = 140 (2d100)

>>1288830
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>>1288867
Thank you anon
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>>1288871
>>1288865
Jeez us christ...the dice god is wrathful this day
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you passed one of those but you dont get some info, writing.
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>>1288888
Checking this digits. Did we learn the runes for no entry or fire exit atleast?
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no.
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you stop for a bit then head back to the bridge to get Drauge, hay its been a bit and really you are trained in maintenance not in upgrading your weaponry so its high time to get that big techpriest to do it for you

You enter the room to hear Drauge yell annoyed "I DON'T CARE IF YOU DON'T LIKE THE WARP EVATRIS DO YOUR JOB AND I WILL DO MINE!"

"b-b-but t-the w-w-w-warp it s-s-sings t-to me, I-It sings the s-song of death!" a squeaky voice responds scared shitless by the sound of it.

"Drauge? is everything alright?"

"yes it is just the navigator is being a dumbass." Drague turns towards you, away from the strange capsule that you take holds the navigator "what do you want, aside from getting us to something that we are not even trained to do."

"well I was going to ask you to upgrade my sniper, but if your going to be that rude..."

Drauge sighs "look its not you its a lot of things, not the least of which is the machine spirit, it keeps trying to make moves on me. anyways just leave your weapon here, It will take a day or two but I'll see what I can do."

"you know I dont like leaving my rifle with just anyone."

Drauge waves his metal hand "then do what you need to do and the get back to me with the rifle."

you quickly leave the room and grab the slates on the way out, you head to Mirasi's room, she has books and probably knows where you can get more.

You reach her room and though no one is inside you decided to enter the room, well this room was dirty. boots, clothing, trash, yup dirty as hell. It actually reminds you of your old room on your homeworld, ah good times. anyways after about five minutes of searching you find some books but all of them are essentially either gibberish or have nothing to do with eldar.

That solved you head back to the bridge, picking up your rifle on the way. you arrive on the bridge and hand Drauge your rifle, both of you head to the armory where Drague disassembles the entire thing then looks at you.

"so how do you want to upgrade this Sniper?"

>[1] make it hit harder, we want more damage and we want it now (+1d6 damage)
>[2] Make it shoot more penetrative shots, you want to punch though heavy armor like tissue paper (+1d4 pen)
>[3] make it more portable, I have been in too many close quarter situations not to want to be able to use it in close range (difficulty to shot with sniper in close range -5)
>[4] give the thing a bayonet, we stabbing things today (sniper now can function as melee weapon)
>[5] write-in

(only choose one option)
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>>1288994
>[2] Make it shoot more penetrative shots, you want to punch though heavy armor like tissue paper (+1d4 pen)
Die armoured targets...
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>>1288994
>[2] Make it shoot more penetrative shots, you want to punch though heavy armor like tissue paper (+1d4 pen)

Better to do one thing really well and just carry grenades for our other problems.
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alright 2 won it so roll 1d4 and highest roll is how much pen we get additional
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Rolled 3 (1d4)

>>1289527
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ok sleep calls, I will be back at 6pm pst tomorrow.
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Rolled 4 (1d4)

>>1289527
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Rolled 1 (1d4)

>>1289527
For next upgrade I suggest a recoil compressor and then a semi automatic firing set up.
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shit sorry about being late, just got home from work. writing.
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Thinking a bit you finally decide on increasing the penetrating ability of your sniper, all honesty you wont want your one shot to just bounce off someones armor and then them coming after you. "Can you make it so that the shots penetrate armor better?"

"hmmmmm....." Drauge responds before grabbing the barrel and some other components and throwing them behind him into a bin, perfect three pointer by the way.

he quickly moves over to a shelf and pulls off a barrel from there and looks down it, he nods satisfied with what he found and then grabs the identical pieces that he threw away from the shelf and rushes over to the disassembled rifle.

with Machine precision he begins reassembling the rifle with the new pieces while singing a prayer to the machine spirit within the rifle to accept these changes. he hands the rifle to you.

"done, now then if you want to check my handwork you can go to the firing range, I'm going to set a course to Parthosa." with that he leaves you with your rifle.

It does not feel different or anything, so you cant tell the difference without using it. should you just trust Drauge's work or do you want to test the thing.

>[1] head to the firing range, lets see how good Drauge was at upgrading this (ws)
>[2] trust the machine man he knows what he is doing, hell he was built to do this. lets get some sleep.
>[3] try to find a strike squad out of the people you know on the ship (name who) (fel)
>[4] write-in
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>>1291986
>3 with modifications
I trust Drauge's work, but we should reaquaint ourselves with the machine spirit and with the possible new kick of our rifle as well as the drop of the bullet, unless we went with a las gun I forget.
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its the actual bullet kind, we used hellfire rounds in it before
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>>1291986
>[1] head to the firing range, lets see how good Drauge was at upgrading this (ws)
Practice, practice. A good soldier gets to know his weapon
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I think we need an awesome side arm too. Maybe an Automatic Hell Pistol
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>>1291986
>>[1] head to the firing range, lets see how good Drauge was at upgrading this (ws)
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sorry about late response, windows 10 is a piece of shit 1d100 vs 80
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Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>1292252
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Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>1292538
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your rolls are spooky. writing
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alright lets see how this upgrade Drague put our gun though works out. you sling your rifle over your shoulder and proceed out of the room and down the hallway.

several twists and turns later you arrive at the shooting range inside the ship, several targets had already been set up. by targets I mean severed heretic heads from the recent raid.

You quickly take position and aim at one of them. not much armor but considering there is a steel plate behind it you should get a general idea, normally the bullet would damage the plate but not break completely though it.

breath in, breath out just like you were taught to do when learning to use a sniper. still your arms, rhythmic breathing, focus on the target but also where the target could go. calculate drop and windspeed... fuck it we are taking the shot.

with that you discharge the sniper at the head and as expected the head was blown to bits, what was unexpected was the fact the steel plate was not just damaged it had a oddly clean hole in it now, well Drauge out did himself to day. You doubt that even caprice armor can stop these bullets now.

>[1] alright find the strike squad, we need to get some good people (name 2) (fel)
>[2] sleep time, leave tomorrow's problems to tomorrow's self
>[3] take care of getting your armor ready and choose what other weapons aside from the sniper you are bringing with you (name 2)
>[4] write-in
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>>1292625
>[3] take care of getting your armor ready and choose what other weapons aside from the sniper you are bringing with you (name 2)
>[4] write-in
Mutter to ourselves ok Mr.ClownGod what you got...

>Ask our Cog boy for two assistants for this little raid...we trust his judgement. We need a techie of sorts and a person who is good at CQB
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>>1292655
Weapons and gear
Sniper we have...
1) the claws
2) las pistol (pray we can upgrade it)
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>>1292625
3
laz gun and wrist sword
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>>1292625
do the melta grenades count as weopon
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yes
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also writing, this will be the last for tonight but I'll restart at 5pm pst
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impressed by how well drauge has upgraded your rifle you decide to trust him with another job. finding the two unlucky sods who will be joining you on an unknown craftworld.

Quickly you vox Drauge up "Yo Drauge can you do something for me?"

"what is it this time."

"guessing the machine spirit is being grouchy now, am I right?"

"yes but I have managed to calm it, what do you need?"

"can you bring up who you think will join me on a undocumented trip onto a craft world?"

static you take to be Drauge sighing clearly annoyed "Alright well guess I'll find someone who may be useful in there."

the vox disconnects. You head to your room and mutter to ourself "Ok Mr. Clowngod what you got...." the mark on your chest tingles a bit and you swear you could hear faint laughing for a moment, that can't be good.

as you enter your room you grab your laspistol and the strange blade and hook that to your arm, minutes later you have donned your carapace armor

you turn to leave and see, with your stomach dropping, Valirsa arms crossed and eyebrow raised "so why are you in Simun's room Sasha?"

>[1] lie, lie like a rug and hope she buys the bullshit (fel)
>[2] admit to being simun, maybe she will disbelieve you and just think you are playing a prank on her (fel)
>[3] run (ag)
>[4] write-in
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>>1292714
>[4] write-in
Oh let's make this a little softer and a game... Ok three guesses I'll say hot or cold. I'll tell you at the end anyway.. But let's see if you can guess.
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>>1292714
>[4] write-in
Blush, I'm not telling. Say it really cute like.

hes our boyfriend.
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>>1292732
supporting
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>>1292714
>[2]
Best way to hide something is to keep it in plain sight...
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>>1292714

Oh i heard about him
Killing a demon and things just wanted to know what kind of person he was thats all,
Im sorry miss V
Do you want to have some food with me?
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>>1292934
>>1292741
You know the longer this goes on the worse it gets.
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>>1293565

Then the only thing is to jump and kiss her and have her on our bed
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>>1292741
This
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alright this will cause a fel roll 1d100 vs 30
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Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>1294139
>>
pass like a champ, writing
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You smile with all the girlish charm you can muster "oh Vali let's make this a little softer and a game.... ok three guesses I'll say hot or cold."

Valirsa taps her foot a couple times before responding "You like that Guardsman Simun."

"Cold."

"Simun owes you something."

"cold"

"Markal asked you to grab his gear because you're are going to do something dangerous." oh shit close

"hot. well I also wanted to have a look at his stuff, I heard he killed a daemon like I did and I wanted to know what kind of person he was."

Valirsa stifles a bit of a laugh "He is an idiot if you ask me, a weirdly dependable idiot but an idiot all the same.... say have you eaten since you woke up?"

on that note your stomach grumbles loud enough for Valirsa to hear... shit your face turns red and you get a good look at Vali's amused face.

"alright," she walks in and grabs your arm "we are getting you some food."

Valirsa drags you though the ships halls, you expect to arrive at the cafeteria but instead she drags you to another room nearby

"right, so why are we here?" you ask a little confused

"Don't tell me Markal made you eat with the common rabble," she sighs "I will have to talk to him like that, we can't have a daemon killer and a relation of a inquisitor being treated like a common soldier."

she seats you at a table across from her, the table was wooden with a beautiful silk cloth draped over it moments later a rather human looking servitor walks up and deposits some green vegetables with other assorted brightly colored fruit along side a well cooked piece of meat with some dark sauce on the side, another servitor pours some red wine into a glass in front of you and then into Valirsa's glass.

oh so this is where inquisitors eat on this ship.

Valirsa gives you a smile "enjoy, though I would start with the steak, the sauce is simply divine."

>[1] dig in, food is food and you are hungry
>[2] eat but eat like a lady, keep the disguise up because if she finds out there will be hell (ag)
>[3] ask Valirsa some questions about her past, the other inquisitor braught up something that she shut him up about and now you want to know (fel)
>[4] write-in
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>>1294306
>>[2] eat but eat like a lady, keep the disguise up because if she finds out there will be hell (ag)
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>>1294463
Support. Maybe we should wonder out loud how inquisitors feel about Guardsman in their retinues
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>>1294515
or how pretty V looks
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alright 1d100 vs 57
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Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>1294573
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Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>1294573
>>
Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>1294573
>>
alright, you passed, writing
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quickly but not too quickly you pick up the knife and fork and begin cutting the steak into small pieces and then eating them, slowly. gotta make sure she thinks I'm enjoying the food... well I am but... fuck it it's good food.

as you eat Valirsa stares at you, "so how do you like the food."

You swallow and nod, "it's really good, thank you for bringing me here."

"my pleasure"

you shift a bit "something has been bothering me for a while. what do you think of the guardsmen on this ship?"

"Unruly, undisciplined, and barely better than orks."

"really?"

Valirsa sighs "really in this line of work usually they all die, the only ones expected to live long enough to leave the service are the inquisitors and the... specialized spacemarines we can call in. Thus its easier for me to think of them merely as savages and expendable resources, though I'm not exactly wrong."

"fair enough."

>[1] thank her for the food and leave get some sleep and wait for Parthosa
>[2] question deeper, lets dig up a bit of this girl's past (fel)
>[3] ask about those special spacemarines who are they and what makes them special (fel)
>[4] write-in
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>>1294724
>>[3] ask about those special spacemarines who are they and what makes them special (fel)
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>>1294724
>3
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alright 1d100 vs 20
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Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>1294815
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Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>1294815
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welp we are getting no info today. writing.
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Ok special spacemarines made specifically for killing daemons, this is something you want to know about. "what do you mean about specialized spacemarines?" you ask trying to act innocent

"that.... classified."

"can you make an exception for me?"

"Sorry I can't."

"Pretty please." engage puppy eyes

Valirsa pauses for a bit, torn between the puppy eyes and actually following protocol but in the end protocol wins the day "No I can't, that information is only for inquisitors and people higher in the inquisition, Now I don't want to hear you asking that question again."

"Yes Valirsa." you say with the best dejected voice you can, damn it guilt her into giving you info.

Valirsa remains strong even though the guilt, probably using the wine she is now drinking to distract herself.

suddenly you hear from your Vox "Sasha, bridge. Now." Drauge's annoyed electronic voice is heard from the vox and before you can respond it disconnects.

>[1] go now, if Drauge is being this short about it then it's probably important
>[2] finish your meal and then go, maybe ask valirsa a few question before that
>[3] Vox Drauge back up, you wanna know what is going on before you arrive
>[4] write-in
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>>1295064
>>[1] go now, if Drauge is being this short about it then it's probably important
>>
>>1295064
>[1] go now, if Drauge is being this short about it then it's probably important
Oh boy.
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writing
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well if Drauge is keeping it to three words then it must be important, "Valisra it may be sudden but I need to see what Drauge wants."

"very well, but I expect later we will get to talk about you, really from the stories that Markal has told me I am quite interested." damn it Markal

you set your utensils down and quickly escape the room. you rush down the halls towards the bridge and eventually make it there.

as you walk in you hear swearing form Drauge and the navigator whimpering as over all of it Markal keep yelling "shut up both of you."

You open the door "Is this a bad time?"

all three of them turn towards you and state in unison "YOU THINK!"

"Alright but Drauge called me up here, what was that about?"

"Well the navigator is refusing to do his job and I am voting to have him turned into a servitor and getting a new navigator."

"B-but there are no others, and going to that p-place, I see only death awaiting us."

"BOTH OF YOU SHUT IT, WE ARE NOT TURNING THE NAVIGATOR INTO A SERVITOR AND WE ARE GOING TO PARTHOSA. UNDERSTOOD!" Markal roars at both of them even you flinch at this, note to self do not poke angry markal

>[1] actually get Drauge to explain why he called for you
>[2] try to calm the navigator a bit, dont worry this is not suicide trust me (fel)
>[3] sit back and enjoy the fireworks
>[4] write-in
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>>1295284
>>[1] actually get Drauge to explain why he called for you
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>>1295284
>[1] actually get Drauge to explain why he called for you
I suggest if this is so bad why not send me with the Ordo Xenos force incoming for closure and following a classified lead? Everyone wins...
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>>1295303
Adding to this we can also shove 99% of the paperwork on the other Inquisitior this way...hopefully their a xebophile the OX do have that issue....we're there to make sure they ain't corrupt
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pausing for tonight, have work at 5 am, I will be back at 6pm tomorrow pst
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>>1295284
>[1] actually get Drauge to explain why he called for you
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alright to make up for starting late a few times I'm starting early today, writing.
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Markal stares both Drauge and the navigator down before leaving, as he leaves the room you hear him start coughing but continues moving.

You then decide to state your question again "alright why did you call me, it cant be because of the Navigator."

Drauge gives his robotic sigh again "I called you here to choose the two that are coming with you. Really I think this is a really bad idea but here we go. For the people I would suggest first off you takeing Mark the fanatic."

"who again?"

"the ex-cultist who now has branded a rosette symbol into his own forehead."

"why are you suggesting I bring a crazy with me on this mission?"

"because he wont ask question and when he goes full 'for the emperor' I doubt anything can stop him. hell he got hit by the lightning the daemon you killed fired out and just got back up."

mental note you can in fact rage death away it seems "ok and who was the other?"

"the other would be," he again sighs "well we have a psyker that you should take with you."

"we had a psyker this entire time."

"yes"

"and no one though of using him against the daemon."

"yes"

"emperor damn it, ok what is the special reason we are bringing it out."

"well psyker who can sense daemons for one, the psyker is also adept at using fire which again is useful, also portals."

riiight this is exactly what you wanted, a psychopath and a psyker. well you did say you trusted Drauge so lets see how this goes.

>[1] time to wait, this jump may take a while.
>[2] brush up on your skills, lets make sure we are sharp for what is going to happen (name 2 stats)
>[3] find Mark and the unnamed psyker, lets get them ready for the unscheduled raid on the craftworld
>[4] write-in
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>>1297579
>[3] find Mark and the unnamed psyker, lets get them ready for the unscheduled raid on the craftworld
You fuckers are coming with me
>>
will be back in about 1 hour, getting food.
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back and still waiting for votes
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alright i guess we dead for tonight, I will be back at 5pm tomorrow and see where we are from there. see you then
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>>1297579
>[3]
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>>1297579
>3
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Welp may as well get reacquainted with Mark and meet this mystery psyker person. "Drauge do you know where they are?"

"Well Mark is down at the training room last time I heard from him, he was talking about blood letting to prove his loyalty to the emperor.... I already sent some servitors ahead to clean up his mess."

Ok this guy is not just crazy he is completely insane, this is a drastic change from the sniveling, whimpering cultist from before.

"alright so where is the psyker?"

"it is housed in a special cell for people like him, ask Markal to lead you to the cell."

"alright, and Drauge thanks."

"No problem just remember to thank the machine god when you can."

With that you leave the room and head towards the training room.... you can hear the yelling and violence four halls away, well fuck Mark grew some balls.

as you enter the room you get hit in the face by a freshly severed hand, again with the blood on the face seriously? You see Mark in the middle of the room covered in blood as five quivering bodies lay around him a few of them missing limbs, looking at the severed hand you realized it got gnawed off, ok again crazy motherfucker.

He turns and his eyes are completely crazed, he suddenly charges at you roaring somehting along the lines of "EMPEROR'S FURY!"

"STAND DOWN IN THE NAME OF THE INQUISITION!" you roar hopeing that will work in stopping him.

Thankfully that seems to do the trick as Mark slides to a stop in front of you and drop to one knee, head bowed. "what can a humble servant of the imperium do for you." he looks up "Oh lady Sasha, I apologize I did not recognize you."

You point at the bodies "what is this?"

"I was merely showing my devotion to the emperor, our blood shall be our sacrifice to him."

okay he is crazy with extra crazy sauce on the side "you are coming with me and one other to investigate a craftworld, Understood."

"yes lady Sasha."

"also stop gnawing off limbs, the inquisition needs healthy soldiers not wounded ones."

With that you leave the room, emperor damn Mark went off the deep end. You head to Markal's room quickly, as you arrive you hear some annoyed grumbling though the door.

You knock "Markal? you there."

"yes." comes the annoyed reply "what is it."

"Drauge asked me to come to you to get the psyker we have locked away, he said it was the person I should bring with me."

you suddenly hear swearing and boots stomping to the door, it swings open with Markal looking though "Why does Drauge always want me to bring out the more insane weapons!" he sighs "fine fine, I trust his judgment on this one but if things get weird with that psyker give him the Emperor's benediction."

"what?"

"shoot him in the head." with that Markal shoves past you and heads down a corridor.

You follow quickly behind, even with him getting used to the mechanical leg he walks at a pace that nearly leaves you behind. You arrive at a door with Inquisition and purity seals plastered all over it.
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"this is the place." Markal states gruffly before opening the door "your the one talking to him though." with that he leaves.

You step in and see a person huddled in a ball in the back of the room, the room itself is covered in scorch marks and such

"who are you." the person squeaks at you as you enter "are you here to kill me?"

>[1] No, I'm your friend and I need your help with a project, don't be afraid I'm not going to hurt you (fel)
>[2] ok listen up you miserable human, I'm offering you an out of here help me and I help you (fel)
>[3] walk over and apply headpats, the answer to everything that superior firepower can's answer is headpats
>[4] write-in
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>>1300052
4

Administer headpats whilst informing said psyker that no harm will come to him
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>>1300052
>[3] walk over and apply headpats, the answer to everything that superior firepower can's answer is headpats
>[4] write-in
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alright also the 4 option will incur a fel roll but since you are applying headpats you get a bonus 1d100 vs 45
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Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>1300443
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>>1300443
Go on without the rest my friend
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and that is a pass, writing
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You walk up to the quivering body, well you have only tried this once and hell time for round two. You pat the thing's head, each time your hand comes in contact with the thing you feel a little static but nothing more.

"It's going to be ok don't worry I'm not here to hurt you."

the being in the cloak relaxes "r-really?"

"yes, Now I'm here to ask you for a favor. If you do this I can convince the inquisitor to let you out, maybe even a decent meal."

"o-ok." says the psyker and it shifts to better allow you to apply headpats "your hand, so soft, so warm." it nuzzles against your hand.

eventually the headpats stop and you get to your feet and offer your hand to the psyker "shall we go?"

it takes your hand and pulls itself to its feet. you take that as a yes and begin to lead it out of the room only to not that the sheet that was covering it falls off.... oh its a girl.... also it does not have clothing.... welp.

Thanking fast your grab the sheet and tie it around the girl. her hair white, eyes red, skin pale albino it seems. before we leave we are getting this girl clothing, and no we are not going to raid Valirsa's room too risky you think to yourself.

You stop and turn to look at the girl "what is your name?"

"Terisa," she responds quietly

"alright Terisa well we are going with one other, a man though he is scary he will not hurt us, lets get you something to eat and some clothing, how does that sound?"

she nods without speaking as suddenly your vox perks up "Sasha have you picked up the psyker yet? Mark just arrived on the bridge covered in blood." it was Drauge

"yes and before you ask about the blood part just understand I had nothing to do with that."

"noted, well we have found a jump point and we have one day for arrival, get these two ready before that time." the connection cuts, now then you have 24 hours to get stuff done including sleep

>[1] get this girl some clothing, we cant have a naked girl psyker walking around, it could lead to something bad... really bad (3 hours)
>[2] first off food, this girl probably is hungry and a hungry psyker is never a good thing (2 hours)
>[3] bring her to the bridge, time to get her a mark aquanted, make sure he knows not to kill her, then get him to take a shower (5 hours)
>[4] write-in

(yes this is a time thing so new options will show up but I will keep track of how much time we have left before arrival)
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>>1300613
In thus order
>1 and ask if she is hungry or not
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>>1300613
>[4] write-in
shower, clothes,food.
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

welp rngesus hear our prayer 1 for 1, 2 for 4
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quickly you pull the girl behind you towards your room, you gotta have something she can put on since you dont know if her getting embarrassed by being seen naked by a man will set off some fireballs.

you manage to get to your room without a hitch and you begin rummaging through your things to find some clothing, really it all looks the same but you manage to find some clothing that was too small for your male form and throw them at her. "put these on"

"clothes" she says seemingly at a loss, then her eyes begin welling with tears "Clothes." she drops to her knees and begins sobbing. oh shit what did you do.

You run up to her "what is it? are you ok?" you ask concerned more about the potential fireballs but hay make her think you are concerned about her.

"n-no one has ever given me such a gift, t-thank you so much!" she suddenly hugs you, sheesh what level of dickery has the imperium been pulling these days. wait strike that considering her danger probably no one got close to her to give her clothes.

You pat her head again to calm her and then help her get the clothing on, sure it a ill fit but better than nothing

"are you hungry?" you ask her, considering she was in that room well she probably had not eaten

she nods slowly, probably afraid she was asking for too much.

>[1] get her food, she is hungry and you have time (3 hours)
>[2] first go to the bridge and talk to Mark, introduce them and get Mark to stop leaving blood everywhere (4 hours)
>[3] see if you can get Mirasi or Valirsa to babysit the psyker, they probably can take care of her for now (5 hours)
>[4] write-in

(21 hours left)
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>>1300953
>2
she is now Daughteru
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>>1300953
>[4] write-in
Get her to shower. Don't want no smelly girl in our room.
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>>1300958
nevermind this
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showers it is, writing
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You quickly grab the girl and sniff her, damn she stinks... actually it may be a bad thing for her to meet crazy mark right now so you pull up your vox as you pull Terisa towards the showers

"Drauge do you read?"

"yes and Mark has managed to cover a third of the floor in bloody footprints by now, can you get him out of here."

"hand the vox to him."

"im not letting him touch the vox."

"then hold it close enough to hear." you hear some static before you hear Marks voice

"yes lady Sasha?"

"Mark, take a shower and get some rest I want you in top shape for tomorrow."

"yes my lady."

Drauge pulls the vox back it seems as you now hear his voice "ill get the servitors on the blood." the vox disconnects as you enter the showers.

quickly you pull off your's and the psyker's clothing and pull her into the shower, about an hour later you have washed her from head to toe, also you have learned a bit more about the female anatomy... good to know considering you are a virgin.

anyways with the psyker not smelling like the dead and Mark probably scrubbing all the blood off. also it seems the psyker wont let go of you now, oh this may get annoying. lets see what we do next

>[1] get the psyker some food, she is hungry and a full psyker is a happy psyker (2 hours)
>[2] find Mirasi or Valirsa and have them accompany us to get some food (4 hours)
>[3] go to bed, bring the psyker with you. she seems attached by this point (end day)
>[4] write-in
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>>1301035
We must feed her


>1
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>>1301035
>[1]
Judging by her reactions feeding her and shit will probably make her into our yandere whyfoo since everyone else apparently treats her like shit.
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I will be back at 6pm sunday night, gotta sleep. if this gets archived by then the link to the next thread will be put on the twitter.
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>>1301035
>1
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>>1301035
i want an ork quest now...




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