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“Our lord approaches!”

>The space marine, who has taken control of this Renegade regiment since Commander Irvis’s death, steps into the war room. His helmeted gaze passed over al attending

“Greetings. Today is the day of our first operation since your commander’s death. We shall take a step further in damaging the Imperial presence on this planet.”

“Some ways from here is an Imperial Outpost meant to command this area. They have many things there, but our main target is three valkyrie aircraft. With these, our operational range increases tenfold. This base is heavily guarded, there will be no sneaking in; we shall be launching a frontal assault.”

>He turns to leave

“We leave in two hours. Hydra dominatus.”

>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 as the regiment struggles against the shackles of the Imperium

>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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>>2718576
>The Plaguegryn rises from the pool; his back now cracked by chitinous growths and vestigial insectoid wings emerging from his back
>He stumbles towards the command centers into the designated corner
>With a voice reminiscent of flies buzzing
"Father has blessed me; what you need Lord?"
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>>2718576
I hope they have an accordion in there
>He gets up from his little corner and prepares for the assult
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>>2718586
"To kill those that have what we need."
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>>2718591
>Flys circle the Plaguegryn; his form visibly hunched from mutation
"I will slaughter; show me the place and it will be smashed."
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>>2718576
Understood commander.

I shall begin making preparations.
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>>2718598
"You.. you plan stuff, yeh?"
>His intestines move, as though there was something alive in them
"Tell me da plan."
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>>2718627
The plan is to stage a full frontal assault on an imperial outpost, ensuring no vital aircraft are damaged in the skirmish.

That means no corruption until we leave
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>>2718633
>A nurgling falls out of his intestines
"So.. where i smash though?"
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>>2718636
Into the largest concentration of guardsmen you can find. And as far away from the aircraft as possible
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>>2718643
"Okay i understand."
>He lifts up his greatbell and leaves, a trail of slime and nurglings follows him
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>>2718576

Brunhilde was still laying on the pile of cloth scraps that was where she rested, still thinking about the dream she had and what she should have done differently. It was something stuck in her mind that she couldn't stop thinking about for the past few hours, and she felt regretful over it by merely thinking about it. Luckily the strange cold feeling had seemed to subside by now, and her mind was able to think of other things. She would get up sometime soon, but she was going to lay here for a bit longer...thought she did wonder a little about what everyone else was doing, she couldn't hear anyone outside doing anything or even just walking by. Did everyone leave?
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>>2718677
>A stench emanates from outside the tent
>After a moment a massive Plaguegryn opens the tent flap
"We attack base, you come with, all help smash."
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>>2718681

Brunhilde would use some of the rags used where she slept to cover her nose the second she smelled the terrible stench. When the disgusting looking monstrosity entered she looked away and said "I can't leave the base, I have been specifically told not to, and if you mean attacking this one, the one we both are currently in then you must be out of your mind."
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>>2718687
>A robed and masked figure walks in, avoiding contact with Boilspew
Orders from the commander, everyone is to join in the attack, now wake up and go to battle
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>>2718688

"You must be lying. There would at least be a few left behind as to guard the base. And I highly doubt he said everyone. Your going to need proof because I'm not going to just listen to and trust a random person I've never met before like yourself, I only listen to Jaan and the current commander."
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>>2718576
>Flagg stands at the astartes' side, occasionally appraising him of logistical information.
Will you need my... unique... abilities during the assault, my lord?
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>>2718696
"Wat?"
"What is lie?"
>Sniffle
"It sounds bad."
>Blech
"You must come, you slave, not person."
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>>2718696
Were raiding it for the valkyrie airscraft and I heard that you know how to pilot them. Besides, you are a slave not a guard, so wake up and taste the ashes
>He takes a little jar of ashes from his cloak and pours some into her face
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>>2718699

"I don't think you get the fact my master said I can't leave the base we currently are in. Get him or the commander and if they tell me to go along on whatever mission we have I will, but until then I'm not going to leave with you two."
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Rolled 33 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>Operator withdraws to the war room.

>he lays out the information he has avaliable, plotting the target on the map on the table with a pin
>he spends the next hour and a half planning the method of approach that would give his forces the best chance of success
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>>2718701
"Should i make her move?"
>Blechh
"She is disobeying, and she slave."
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>>2718697
“I shall Flagg. Would you like to be improsined and attack from within, or would you prefer to charge in alongside the berserkers?”
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>>2718705
She has a point as she belongs to someone else, lets go get the commander
>He pours some more ashes on Brunhildes face and walks away to see the commander
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>>2718708
>He follows, waiting outside the command tent
>>2718707
"Boss! Help, slave is being bad!"
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>>2718701

Brunhilde would wipe the ashes from her face annoyed at how he just poured them on her and caused a bit of a mess, but one word he said stood out... "Wait, a aircraft?...please get Jaan or the commander really quickly, I really want to be able to fly again, and those ships can't be to different from what I have flown, right?"

>>2718705

"I am a slave but I'm not your slave. I told you I only listen to Jaan and the commander. Jaan is my master, you aren't!, can you understand that?"
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>>2718704
>The former sister of Battle turned slave hobbles up to O7 on her crutches. Her entire being seems darkened and lessened.

“Master, do... do you need any help from me?”
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>>2718710
“I don’t care! Drag her in here by force if need be!”
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>>2718711
>He turns to her
He's an ogryn, so take a guess, also wait I'll get the commander
>>2718707
My lord, we need you to give Brunhilde order to join the attack, she will be useful as she has a pilot training
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>>2718711
"Boss said he don't care, and that i drag you in."
>Grabs her by the head, dragging her behind him to Alpharius
>Dropping her on the ground
"Got her for you boss."
>>2718714
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>>2718707
I believe I would be more useful attacking from within. How shall u go about becoming "imprisoned"?
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>>2718713
I may, actually.

You know a fair amount about combat. Anything I’ve missed in my layout here?
>he gestures to the table plan

Are you eating quite well? You seem weaker than before. I’m telling you you need to regain your strength Catalina.

Or was it just bad dreams?
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>>2718718
“Ah, Von Bothmer... you were once a pilot, yes? You will be needing to dredge up those skills again soon. Betray me, and even you will not like what happens after.”
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>>2718718

Brunhilde would struggle, completely disgusted by the creature that was dragging her and was really glad when she was finally let go, although she felt sick from the smell. "What was that for?! I told you I only listen to Jaan and the commander so w-" she then noticed the space marine that was in command here and simply said "Oh, my lord? Do you need anything?"
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>>2718724

"Yes master, I was a pilot and I still know how to fly, although I have never flown an imperial aircraft. And don't worry, I only would ever betray you if Jaan did, and I know he wouldn't ever betray you unless you attacked him for some reason."
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>>2718719
“The obvious way. Walk up to the walls, fall over. They will drag you in to investigate you.”
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>>2718725
This wouldn't have happened if you listened to us from the very beggining
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>>2718720
“I... we haven’t looked at battlefield maps for a long time. We don’t think we would be of help.”

>She pinches her temples

“Head hurts... I... we’re eating... fine. The food is... bad but good at the same time.”
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>>2718743
It will be done.
>Flagg prepares to leave camp, taking with him a canteen, a walking stick, and a laspistol
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>>2718745

"You are not my masters, only Jaan and the commander are, I asked for proof and all you did was drag me here in the worst way possible. It's not my fault for not trusting two random people suddenly barging in my masters tent and saying literally everyone has to leave on an assult when everyone leaving would make this base completely defenceless and would be something I know that the commander wouldn't order."
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>>2718748
“Hydra Dominatus, Augustus.”
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>>2718755
"But he did, your dumb."
>Smacks the back of her head
"Stop talkin' no disrepect."
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>>2718757
Hydra Dominatus.
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>>2718755
You should've first asked why we would come near a slaaneshi den in a first place, and he dragged you here because commander told him to
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>>2718760

Shd seems disgusted by the thing smacking her. That would have been slightly pleasurable if done by something that wasn't completely and utterly disgusting beyond belief.

>>2718762

"Fair enough, but I wish he ordered someone else to do it and not him." She would say before shivering from how revolting and filthy that thing was, and how it actually made contact with her skin...she felt a bit sick, and worried she might be sick not just for that being disgusting.
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>>2718747
We?
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>>2718775
“We- I mean I, it’s a... coping mechanism. Yes. It’s like the punishment can happen to a person that is not just me.”
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>>2718791
If you were trying to escape reality surely you’d say she instead.

No matter, I’m sure you will come to your senses once healed.
For now though, just remember what we discussed
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>>2718773
He didn't strictly order anyone to do so, its was more along the lines of someone, anyone to bring you to him
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>>2718830

"In that case I'll remember to inform Jaan of this so I hopefully never have to deal with such a revolting thing touching me again."
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>>2718839
You must remember that he is an ogryn alongside everything that comes with it
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>A gaunt figure, trailed by a retinue of strange looking servitors, enters the camp. From beneath his hood a number of occular sensors percieve the immediate area. Many of his servants haul equipment, tomes or both.
>He apears lost, but seems to be making his way about with some purpose. Eventually his Servitors set down and begin establishing a makeshift workshop in an unclaimed corner.
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>The clattering of bells, The struggled wheeze.
>Chanting and coughing,
>tiny voices sing and chant in tune, Barabass and his entourage approach
>BLLLRBLE
HELLO HELLO!!
We come to spread Nurgles love, Lord Alpharius, what are our orders?
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>>2718850
"Father, he wants us to smash base, aggre- aggor- agoosively, he wants us to attack bad base agoosively."
>A fly emerges from his mouth
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>>2718851
>One of the Poxkin in the back starts twitching violently and maggots writhe beneath his skin
>BLECH
Ahh! we can do that for sure, tell us when and how and it will be done
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>>2718853
"Iz, iz up to us."
>Scratching head
"But we wait for now, they make da plans."
"Father, do you hear the buzzing too?"
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>>2718856
Yesssss
>HACK
And its beautiful!
>bllllleck
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>A group of flakk armored men approach the war tent, armed with chainswords each, their armor is red and laden with spikes, most have the mark of Khorne carved or otherwise inscribed on their skin and wargear.
>The only one not wearing a helmet, Sparax has blonde hair, a nasty bruise on his left cheek, and green eyes.
>He signals the Slayers to stay put while he enters the war room
Keep to yourselves, dont speak unless your spoken to
>he enters
Lord Alpharius! your menial summoned us, whats the plan?
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>>2718846
what are you doing here the workshop if over there
>points at Cograns workshop that now has stone walls
and it is better if all machines of the Omnissaia be kept at the same place to minimise risk of the meat bags stealing them
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>>2718846
Who are you exactly?
I was not aware a member of the Dark Mechanicus would be arriving
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>>2718839
> he lands next to her and starts to scratch between her ears

what did the poxbag do to you, you stink

and you have my permission to join in this mission maybe i can have someone to fly with later
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>>2718576
Uhm, ok, cool. I guess I'll stab stuff. Wait, I know, I'll make sure everyone gets something to eat before we go.
>Scampers off to drag Brunhilde to the kitchen.
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>>2718892
I’m standing right here you know

> he extends his wing dividing the two

what is it miss Jestre
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>>2718843

"The issue is I don't really know what that is, but I think I have learned well enough after that."

>>2718883

She frowns and says "He dragged me here and after smacked me on the back of my head...I feel sick, and I'm unsure if it's because of how he looks smells and how filthy he is, or if it's because I caught something from that...or a mix of both. If you want me on the mission though, I'll make sure to come along master, though it might be best to be washed off first."

>>2718892
>>2718920

"I think she wants me to help her as I was planning on working with her before I became a slave, but considering what just happened I would advise against that, I don't want to accidentally taint the food supply."
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>>2718926
Fair enough, I'll just go to the kitchen on my own.
>>2718920
If she's not feeling well I don't want to risk everyone's health for one more pair of hands in the kitchen. I'll see you both later.
>Off to make food for everyone who still eats real food.
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>>2718926
oh that’s terrible ill make sure you clean yourself properly before returning home

> he continues to scratch her

i like it when you say that word

> he begins to use more force while scratching

>>2718929

i would prefer it if you asked me first

and have a blessed time till we meet again
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>>2718936

Brunhilde seemed a bit more relaxed, but she knew that it probably wasn't a good idea to scratch her head considering she was grabbed by it when the pox and puss filled horror dragged her. "Uhm, master, you may want to stop, the disgusting...thing...grabbed me by the head and hit the back of it so it's probably quite filthy...I should have said something earlier...I'm sorry." She would say looking at the ground, a bit worried at what Jaan would do, along with if her delayed response could have made him catch something.
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>>2718956
That's why I rubbed you with ashes, they are remarkably sanitary and help with filth, after all, they are a component for soap for a reason
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>>2718866
>Masked figure turns to him
We attack a nearby imperial outpost, and we must make sure that valkyries in there are intact
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>>2718871
>>2718873
>The Dark Magos regards the visitors. His optical sensors lighting up and the whiring of spooling tapes issuing from beneath his robe.
"The work called to us, and we made pilgrimage. Alas, this place is inherantly disorganised and we became lost. Eventualy we placed ourselves in the best available spot."
>Crusius's servants immediately take about the work of packing back up and moving out.
"I hope you do not intend to reject my presence here? My works will soon prove to be a great boon to this regiment I think."
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>>2718960
Finally some action! My men and i will target the core of their position and-
Wait.
Who are you?
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>>2718988
Salfrin is my name, assassin and a servant of the outcast god
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>>2718968
You may do as you please. What exactly do you do though?
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>>2718993
"Our works are focused on the merging of the Technological and the Divine. So far only minor servants of the Dark Gods, Furies and the like, but with resources and sacrifices so much more..."
>The Dark magos trails off, lost in his own fantasies of the dark works he will create, before he snaps back to reality.
"In the short term though; if you need something repaired, designed or built we can get it done. In exchange for payment of course."
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>>2718991
I know not of this "outcast god"
Just stay out of my way
>The stench of Barabass crosses his nose
What is that smell!? Augh!
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>>2719002
Perfectly acceptable.

You should meet with our leader in the war room.
We will soon depart to make an advance upon an outpost
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>>2719020
"Very Well."
>Crusius unleashes an earsplitting blast of binaric cant.
"My servants will begin re-tooling for combat immediately."
>Crusius crosses the camp to the source of the commotion, the War Room.
"I was informed that I should report here?"
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>Jay, in the war room.
Everyone ate right, we don't want to do this assault on an empty stomach. Unless you're liable to puke my hard work up that is.
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>>2719033
>he approaches, walking briskly
You there, you know what this is?
>Holds up a chainsword, looks like its seen better days
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>>2719058
>Crusius's optical sensors brighten as he inspects the battered chainsword.
"We have worked with various patterns of chainblade, yes. I am not sure we have the tooling for tht specific pattern, but our facilities can be adjusted."
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>>2719061
Ive ran out of sacred oil, Its machine spirit grows angry, sometimes it refuses to power on, or will cut off in the middle of sparring. It has also begun rejecting fuel intake.
If you can remedy this i will appreciate this
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>>2719075
"We can refurbish the components and replace the intake ducts. We can also provide a fresh supply of unguents. But we do not work for free, our forge hungers and my more esoteric works require... sacrifices. What can you offer us?"
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>>2719080
>He stands confused
well what on earth would you want? Thrones? Hah!
The only thing of value i have is my sword arm and you have no use for that
Theres something specific you want, what is it.
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>>2719088
"Well salvage from battles is a good start, replacement parts do not find themselves. Or if you can stand to leave your enemies alive, captives for my ritual works."
>The magos thinks for a second, his tape spools whiring and something clicks rhythemicaly under his robe.
"By the Dark Gods, we would even accept the promise of a future favor."
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>>2719088
>He ponders for a moment
Actually there is something i can pay you with
Protection
There arent many in this regiment i would call both friendly and sane
Your new around here so you need something to make sure you arent jumped with all your shit stolen
You keep my weapons and gear maintained, as well as taking requisition requests and i can guarantee your safety, as well as a nice place to pursue your projects
What do you say?
>he holds out a veiny hand, wrapped in bloody bandages
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>>2719096
>A mechadendrite is extended, tipped with a manipulator claw.
"I have been offered a posistion in the enginseers workshop, but we welcome a friendly relationship and a strong blade. We can make an agreement I think?"
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>>2719102
You keep our shit working right, We make sure you dont get killed
Also collecting any scrap we find on the field
And if we need new shit crafted we will come to you.
Deal?
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>>2719111
"This sounds perfectly fair."
>The sound of a dial-up modem issues from somewhere within the Magos's robes as data is transmitted to his servants.
"Have your men report to my servants for refitting immediately. I understand that we do not have much time before the battle."
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>>2719116
It will be done.
And thank you, most people steer clear of us, given our reputation
I will address the men now
>he leaves
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>A figure stumbles into the camp, his flak armour covered in dirt and fresh blood
>Although shrouded by layers of mud, the lazy blue glow of a plasma pistol is visible at his hip
>In his hand rests what appears to be a ritual dagger, except the length of a sword and covered in a hazy blue mist
>When close to him vague whispers can be heard, always coming from behind the person listening, never clear as to what the whispers say
>Unlike the rest of his armour his torso is free of any concealing marks, and on his torso lies the Mark of Malice, a symbol of Chaos Undivided whose spikes have turned inwards to strike at the wearer
>Looking upon the mess of a camp, with its scattered tents and wandering masses and corrupted mutants, he puts a hand to his mask and sighs deeply.
"What have the Gods cursed me with this time."
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>>2719183
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“Alright men, we are moving out!”

>As Alpharius shouts his commands, the regiment’s 3 chimeras, 1 rhino, and 5 supply trucks being used as transports rumble out of motor pool. Renegades and cultists pile in, grasping battered lasguns, chaos marked autoguns, and various blades and blunt instruments.
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>>2719361
>Lenny simply gets into a random chimera and doesn’t talk at all, seeing as he was just another scum waiting to die.
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>>2719361
Hehehehhehee
>wheeeeeeze
>gurlge
it is time!!!
>he and the pox kin make their way into a supply truck
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>>2719361
>Flagg is in custody at the airbase
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>>2719368
>Chains himself to the roof of the truck
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>>2719369
Not really an airbase, it’s more just a base that has some valkyries on it.

“Well then, spit it out scribe, how did you come to be here? We’re way out in the boons.”
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Yes! Finally some damned action!
>his refurbished chainsword roars and spits excess fuel out of the vents!
For the slaughter!
>as his men climb into the chimera, he looks to the muster
Lenny! You coming or what!?
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>>2719361
>Crusius and those of his servants who have been re-tooled board a truck. Whiring chain-blades, monofilament Scalpels, welding torches and other tools of the mechanicus repurposed for devastating effect.
>Crusius himself begins checking and re-checking a heavily modified Hellgun.
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>>2719375
The paths of the forest are twisted, I seem to have lost my way...
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>>2719376
“Yeah sure. Right after some schmuck around here shoots me in the head.”

>Lenny looks miserable, secretly hating absolutely everyone in the regiment other than Sparax and Brunhilde, whom have been actually decent to him.
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>>2719361

Brunhilde would have gotten herself somewhat clean and not be a hazard to the rest of the regiment before quickly running over to walk by the transports, not entering them as the space would probably be reserved for people who weren't slaves... She wished she had her revolver though, that would make the combat she undoubtedly would get into a lot easier.
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>>2719381
If anyone shoots you i will butcher them personally you have my word, now hurry up!
Other than me no one in my squad even has a gun, so were going to need your covering fire and grenades
Now hop in! the hour of battle is almost upon us!
>he looks angry, and excited. Miserable, and elated. A strange oxymoron of emotions that will drive him today
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>>2719386
>Lenny gets in and sits beside Sparax, burying his face into his dirty palms before tightening his helmet on his head. Lenny begins thinking of ways to kill himself. Should he just should himself or go out with a bang and swallow a grenade? There was a total range of options that he could choose from to once and for all end his boundless despair and self-loathing. The fact that he’s had to witness 3 Slaaneshi orgies makes him want to shoot up the regiment and make columbine look like a picnic.
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>>2719398
You look awful, take that out on the enemy.
>some of the slayers nod in agreement
I know youve suffered, so have i. Yet i fight on
Your a hard fucker you know that? these bastards wont know what hit em
>he bangs on the cab wall of the chimera
Driver! Take is unto the thick of it! right up the middle! run the bastards over to get us there for all i care!
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>>2719373
My son! how are you up there?
>he begins praying to nurgle
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>>2719408
"GOOD."
"THE AIR IS BRACING."
>BLECH?
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>>2719404
“Please do. I want my death to be quick”

>Lenny charges some of his Las-magazines, thinking about just walking out into enemy gunfire to watch himself he ripped apart by bullets so he can finally smile for one last time
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>>2719413
If you die to some stray bullet or you trip on a sharp rock im going to give your body to Barabass
>He drops a heavy hand on Lennys shoulder in reassurance
Bloody glory awaits
>He stands up as tall as he can without hitting his head and looks to his men
Slayers! Slay the strong slay the weak!
>they echo this back to him, their loud voices bounce off the walls of the Chimera, lenny gets a headache
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>The vehicles rumble along for two hours at high speeds before Alpharius gives the signal to stop. He gets out of the rhino and stands atop it

"The enemy position is not far from here. Here is the plan: We will be sending a heavy weapons team to a nearby hilltop where they will have vision on the compound; from there, the team will first take out the vox array with a missile launcher, and then focus on enemy emplacements. They aren not to hit the valkyries; those are our primary targets to secure and take for our own. After the heavy weapon team's primary bombardment has shaken the enemy, the Khornate rhino will barrel straight into the gate, and the men inside will emerge to rip in tear. It is at that point the rest of us will move in. Any questions?"
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>>2719380
"That so eh? You got lost quite a long ways. There isn't another settlement for miles. So then, why were you up here?"
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>>2719457
>Is still chained to roof of truck
>The truck is now covered in filth
"Boss, uh, i'm stuck on truck."
"Can't untie myself."
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>>2719462
>Flagg coughs black phlegm onto the table
I was performing a survey for the administratum on this world. Searching for new promethium deposits, things like that.
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>>2719457
SLAY THE STRONG SLAY THE WEAK!!!
>Their chainswords rev, and a chill shudders down the spines of lesser troopers in the regiment as these blood thirsty killers lean towards the edge of insanity, as glorious battle ebbs closer.
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>>2719464
>He zaps the rope, breaking it
It is time! show them the might of Nurgle!!!
>the Nurglings hanging from The plagueryns entrails and back begin to sing joyously
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>Your lord and commander waits for a moment, before clenching his fist.

>The heavy weapons team, already stationed on the hill, fires its main payload. The comm tower collapses in a flaming heap. The team turns the rest of their weapons on the gate as alarms begin to blare

"KHORNATES! CHARGE!"
>>
Rolled 15 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>2719514
>He rushes in headfirst, chainsword howling doom as he swings it at the nearest Guardsmen he sees
>>
Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2719523
>the door ramp drops, and out comes the screaming Slayers of Sparax
>they charge into the nearest group of guardsmen they see, chainswords roaring
>>
>>2719523
>The Nurgle Chimera crashes through the gate as the guardsmen run about in confusion, picking up weapons still even as the Khornates shout

"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!"

>And begin to RIP AND TEAR


"The rest of you, charge!"
>>
Rolled 20 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2719529
>The Plaguegryn smashes through the enemy guardsman, hoping to find another Ogryn to fight, or save, from the guardsmen.
"FATHER FORGIVE YOU!"
>>
Rolled 53 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2719529
>the bells toll, the flames roar and the terrible green fog emerges from them as he attempts to manifest Winds of Plague on the left flank
heheheh...AHHHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!
>COUGH
>>
>>2719529
>Crusius directs his servants forward to provide support for his erstwhile ally. Blades flash, chain-knive hum to life and one welding torch releases a gout of gas powered flame.
>Crusius himself stays back, looking for high value targets to target with his powerful hellgun.
>>
Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2719529
>they wheeze and struggle to breathe through their defiled masks as they fire their autoguns at the gaurdsmen
>>
Rolled 10, 14 = 24 (2d20)

>>2719541
No dice?
>>
Rolled 6, 16, 16, 20 = 58 (4d20)

>>2719529
>The rank and file of the regiment charges in, guns firing, blades swiping
>>
Rolled 9, 19, 7, 15, 17, 13 = 80 (6d20)

>>2719536
>Boilspew chops his way through 7 guardsmen as seven nurglings spill from his guts to scammer about the enemy.

>His charge is stopped by a massive abhuman in riot gear, a bullgryn

"YOU NO HURT EMPEROR!"

>It smashes its shield into Boilspew. First roll.

>>2719537
>Several of the guardsmen of weaker constitution fall down into coughing fits. One, before he dies, grits his teeth and lobs a frak grenade at Barabass. Second roll.

>>2719542
>The Nurglite guardsmen mow down their loyalist counterparts. Resistance is given in the form of a heavy bolter and its crew behind some sandbags. Third roll.

>>2719545
>The servitors descend upon the fallen and fleeing, and Crusisus's hellgun kills a man who dared turn his back to the man. A guardsman with a flamer lets it loose on the servitors. Fourth roll.

>>2719576
>The regiment pours into the gate, largely securing the area as shots are placed to wound, but not to kill; slaves for later, of corse.


>Even with these men dead, the enemy still remains, rallying together. They charge from the back of the base. Several squads of guardsmen, an elite looking squad clad in carapace armor, a leman russ, and a hellhound come in to view. Some of the new arrivals are able to open fire on the rank and file of the regiment. Fifth and sixth rolls.
>>
Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>2719596
>Slams his bell into the ground as the Bullgryns shield glances off his blubbery fat
"NO! I SERVE PAPA EMPEROR, THEY THE TRAITORS!"
>Pointing at Imperials
"SMASH DEM!"
(Rolling for social instead of attacking)
>>
>>2719607
>blasted inhalf, spilling pus, maggots and worms all over the ground
>he lets out a mighty wheeze
AGHHHHH!!!! YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!!!
>Still gripping his staff in his right hand, he attempts to regrow his lost limbs
>>
Rolled 23 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2719612
>bleck
>>
>>2719614
My son!
>bleck
I need assistance!
>cough
>>
Rolled 9 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2719596

Brunhilde, not exactly liking her chances stuck with nothing but a knife at the moment, tried to go at this from a different approach. The goal was to get the aircraft in the base, the valkyries. So, she thought that while the guards where distracted with the whole 'entire regiment of chaos attacking' thing she could probably sneak into the base and possibly get into one of the crafts and provide much more support than she would otherwise be able to if she was able to figure out how to fly it. So, she started to sneak in from one of the directions the regiment wasn't attacking from, trying to get to one of the valkyries.
>>
>>2719633
>The Plaguegryn seems torn between helping you and continuing his conversion effort of his brethren
>As he turns to start moving to help you, stuff happens
>>
Rolled 9 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>After splitting a mans head in half, he looks for more prey, he spots the heavy bolter chewing up the welps in the rear
Slayers! Break their backs!!!!
>He charges with unholy speed, chainsword roaring and spitting blood from its last meal
>>
Rolled 2 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2719654
>They madly charge, screaming incoherently at their target
>>
>>2719639
> having spent some time cleaning his hand from the skunk in Burnhildes hair he catches up slightly late

> he lands next to the poorly sneaking Burnhilde

i forgot to arm you my bad the stink was making it hard to think

> hands her the revolver

were you trying to sneak?


and dont try anything with that swetie
>>
>>2719886

Brunhilde would take the revolver silently before putting it away, needless to say, she felt a bit embarrassed at how she was so quickly and easily spotted by her master. At least she had her revolver now, it was much better than a knife after all, and she knew how to shoot more then she knew how to stab. A bit of her also felt insulted at how her master thought she might use it against him, the only people she could think of using it on where the ones fighting the regiment...or Seven if he caught her with Catalina, but that was besides the point.
>>
>>2719892
> touches the tracker

so you wanna get back in the air? i would like that as then i get it and its kept out of the hands of the poxbags
>>
>>2719897

Brunhilde nodded, smiling a bit. She would like to be able to fly around once again, maybe she could even officially get 100 confirmed aerial victories in time. However, she did wonder how exactly one flew the aircraft the Imperium used, but again, it was something that surely wasn't too different from what she was use to, right?
>>
Rolled 14 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2719596
>Salfrin jumps on the bullgryn, wielding hus poisoned dagger and attempts to slit his throat
Shhh...
>>
>>2719898
god girl

now lets have some fun shall we.

> smiles at her

when I get more slaves you can take care of them when I’m busy
>>
>>2719908

"Yes, lets." Brunhilde would say grinning as she continued on her way, although she would stop for a moment to say "And thank you, I'll make sure to treat them well if when you get them, master."
>>
Rolled 19, 1 = 20 (2d20)

>>2719911
> he lets her walk first not exactly knowing what to expect he also signals his men to engage in the fighting

just make sure they behave swetie

>>2719596

> the partisans having stayed in the back now join the fight a krack missile being shoot at the hellhound(first roll) and the others try to move up the side straight towards the Valkyries trying to incapacitate all enemies in the area
>>
Rolled 12, 17 = 29 (2d20)

>>2719596
>Crusius's unholy servitors burn, the sickening smell of charred flesh wafting across the battlefield, but they are resiliant beyond mortal men. Their blades continue; snicker-snak.
>Crusius finds a taget for his high powered weapon, the storm troopers. He modulates his frequencies and takes carful aim.
>>
Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2719596
>Lenny throws a Krak Grenade, aiming to land perfectly in the barrel of the Leman Russ.
>>
Rolled 6, 1, 5, 1, 5, 19, 3, 9, 7 = 56 (9d20)

>>2719607
"NO! YOU BAD MAN!"
>It's loyalty is unbreakable. It slams you with its shield again. First roll.

>>2719612
>>2719614
>>2719633
>A guardsman, a survivor of the plague winds, turns his lasnun on Barabass

"DIE WITCH!"

>Second roll.

>>2719639
>Brunhilde goes prone, sneaking around the epermineter of the fight, half playing dead... that is, until the feels a bayonet touch her back

"Tricksy little mutant, life is for the loyal!"

>He stabs with his bayonet. Third roll. +2 due to situation.

>>2719654
>Sparax savagely embeds his chainsword into a guardsman before ripping it back out, splattering himself with the man's blood.

>A sergeant growls and hefts his own chainsword

"I'll kill you for that! AHHHH!"

>Fourth roll

>>2719659
>As the Slayers charge, their targets affix bayonets and fire shots, causing the charging berserkers to peel off. Unfortunately, they peel off a bit too close to the hellhound, which opens fire on them. Fifth roll. +2 due to situational.

>>2719905
>The nihilistic chaos man jumps on the back of the bullygryn and slits its throat. War blood pours out and...

"THAT HURT! BAD MAN! BAD MAN!"

>It seems that it will take a little bit more to kill this thing.

>>2719913
>The krak missile flies towards the hellhound with utmost precision, hitting the turret and wrecking its firing mechanism.

>Meanwhile, some other partisans make their way towards the valkyries... unforunteatly, as they round the corner, their position is fired upon by frag missiles! They are entirely caught off guard! Sixth roll, +2 due to situational.

>>2719926
>The servitors, in their slow advance, fell a few more men. The leman russ fires its cannons at them. Seventh roll.

>Meanwhile, Crusisus downs three storm troopers in quick succession before one turns his plasma gun on the heretek. Eighth roll.

>>2719993
>The grenade sails through the air, but a high wind pushes it away from the russ and into a pile of dead bodies. A guardsman, fires his lasnun at Lenny. Ninth roll.
>>
Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2720046
>Cogran drives up in Russy
sorry I am late
Fire at that Russ would you kindly.
>he fires Russys main gun at the loyalist Leaman Russ
>>
Rolled 6 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2720046

Feeling the bayonet touch her back, and hearing what the soldier doing it had said, Brunhilde would quickly roll and kick the bayonet away before it could stab her. Getting to her feet she simply would say "I am loyal, just never to that cadaver you Imperials love to praise so much." She then would quickly take the revolver out of her jacket before shooting at the soldier, aiming not to kill however, but to incapacitate.
>>
Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>2720046
>Flagg hears the commotion outside
For the dark gods,
>he whispers under his breathe
>he tries to force a change
>>
Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2720046
>the inaccurate burst of heavy bolter fire misses most of its targets, however one soul wasnt so lucky and was blasted to bits, showering his former comrades with steaming blood, however they press on to the heavy bolter team, howling doom in their wake
>>
Rolled 11, 4 = 15 (2d20)

>>2720046
> the frag missile explodes with perfect timing killing or wounding the entire partisan team

> the main partisan Group move towards Jaan fighting as they move (first roll)

loyal to whom?

> he uses his wings to launch himself on the guardsman fighting Burnhilde aiming to bite him venom dripping from his fangs and sword drawn(second roll)
>>
Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2720046
>He makes a little bow and draws a shortsword from his cloak
>He then makes a quick stabbing motion at ogryns bleeding throat
I should get a poison worth a dime
>>
Rolled 10 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2720046
>He dodges the sergeants chainblade with deft ease, then swings back with his roaring gore pig of a sword, aimed at the sergeants face
>>
Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>2720046
"Defend the pox master!!!"
>they fire at the plague wind survivors
>>
Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>2720046
OH NOS!!!
>reeee
WE GOTZ TA HELP PAPA!!!
>They scatter around, looking for Barabass' pieces and try to put him back together humpty dumpty style
>>
>>2720046
>Bleck!
You cannot harm me mortal, even in pieces i endure!
>He hefts himself, leaning on his staff as a crutch
>blllek
>>
Rolled 15, 3, 14 = 32 (3d20)

>>2720046
>The regiment fires into the enemy. First 2 rolls are lasguns and weak melee, third roll is heavier weapons
>>
Rolled 16, 5, 3, 3, 16, 19, 6 = 68 (7d20)

>>2720057
>Russy's cannon fails to pierce the enemy armor. She fumes as growls.

>The russ returns fire. First roll.

>>2720062
>She fires twice, but both shots miss. The guardsman levels his lasgun and opens fire at her. Second roll.

>>2720064
"Wait, what are y-"
>Flagg changes, knocking down the wall and several guardsmen with his expanding bulk.

>>2720068
>The slayers manage to cut down the man with the heavy bolter as they leap over the sandbags, however the rest of the crew fights back with bayonets and chain swords. Third roll.

>>2720069
>Their autoguns fire at swathes of guardsmen, however the guardsman flak armor proves its little worth and protects most of them, only a few falling to the fire. Their targets return fire. Forth roll.

>The man dodges Jaan's bite.

>>2720070
>The blade embeds itself in the ogryn's throat, but his jerking motions rip it away from Salfrin's hand even as it says within the abhuman's throat.

"AHHH! FOR EMPEROR!"

>The Ogryn attempts to duplex Salfrin. Fifth roll.

>>2720072
>The suruviors of the plague wind, already weakened, can put little defense to the onslaught.

>However, the pox kin are unable to focus on another target, the tempestus scions, as they turn their guns on them. Sixth roll.

>>2720073
>Yeah... those limbs are gone.

>The helhound, its main guns down, drives forward, attempting to crush the nurglings. Seventh roll.

>>2720099
>More guardsmen and a few scions fall to the regiment's fire, and some dents are made in the remaining enemy armor.

>However, not all is going according to plan, as one of the valkyries takes to the air and turns its guns on the regiment, readying to fire soon.
>>
Rolled 1 (1d4)

>>2720104
>1 - khorne, 2 - nurgle, 3 - slaanesh, 4 - tzeentch
>>
Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2720104

Brunhilde, annoyed both at her poor aim and at the fact one of the crafts are in the air now tries to put a few shots into the soldiers leg before running to try and get to one of the remaining aircraft in the base.
>>
Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2720104
>Suplex is successful
>Salfrin uses this moment to stab the ogryn in the head with his dagger, hopefully reaching the brain
>>
>>2720109
>bronze horns form to top Flagg's skull, twisting in form to make a facsimile of the blood god's crest
>from his shoulder sprouts a bony mass that writhes as it takes the shape of a new limb, ending in an axe of bone over which his skin is stretched taut
>Flagg's other arm loses its bones entirely, becoming a tentacle brimming with corded muscle
>his feet crack as they take the shape of daemonic hooves
>his face is twisted into a horrific visage capable of uttering only one thing
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!! SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!!!
>>
Rolled 8, 19 = 27 (2d20)

>>2720104
men protect the slave she will get a aircraft for the prince. ill take care of this pathetic corpse fucker

> the partisans follow burnhilde trying to clear the way for her to steal an aircraft and incapacitate as many loyalists as posible (first roll)

> Jaan atempts to once again bite the guardsman (second roll)

just surender it will be best for you
>>
Rolled 1 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2720046
>The guardsman misses and Lenny aims his lasgun to the head of the enemy guardsman

“I’m sorry brother...”
>>
>>2720104
>8 of the 17 drop, either dead or wounded, the Nurglings drag the bodys back to the trucks regardless
>>
Rolled 23 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2720117
>Raspy gasp
My boys!!
TIME FOR DEATH
OOOOOOOOOOORRLRLLLLLELRLRLRLL!!!!!!!!!!!
>he casts smite at the scions
>>
Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2720104
>the shot hits Russy on one of the spontoon guns disabling it.
Russy Destroy that tank show it what a true tank looks like
>Russy Shoots the Russ again
>>
Rolled 20 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2720104
"LET ME HELP LITTLE MAN."
>Attempting to Impale the Ogryn with the bell
>>
Rolled 16 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>2720104
>he notices the hot shot fire from the scions, he spys his next victim, the Tempestor
>as he charges, his blood runs hot and he howls
SLAY THE WEAK SLAY THE STRONG!!!
>and the slayers echo him
>>
Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2720182
SLAY THE WEAK SLAY THE STRONG!!!!
>they charge the scion squad, chainblades roaring and spitting the blood and gore from their previous victims
>>
Rolled 2, 7, 10, 17, 11, 11, 5, 8 = 71 (8d20)

>>2720111
>The man takes a shot to the leg and goes down, but on his way down curses and fires at the fleeing cat woman. First roll, -1 situational.

>>2720113
>The dagger goes right through the ogryn's eye and into his brain, killing it dead. unfortunately, you have pulled it down with you, and it is quite heavy; it's falling towards you! Second roll, -2 situational.

>>2720114
>A few men scream of terror, and one shoots a flamer at Flagg. Third roll.

>>2720115
>They largely fail to incapacitate the loyalists, however Jaan's teeth sink into the man's neck and he goes stiff.

>The airborne valkyrie fires at the partisans protecting Brunhilde with its heavy bolter. Fourth roll.

>>2720116
>*Click*
>Shit, the power pack is empty.
"I am no brother of yours!"
>The guardsman fires again at Lenny. Fifth roll.

>>2720120
>The empyrean pulses as the warp goes wild. Those near Barabass clutch their heads in pain and enter a murderous frenzy against friend and foe. One of them lunges towards barabass with a knife. Sixth roll.

>>2720130
>One of the enemy sponsons is damaged.
>It fires its weapons back at Russy. Seventh roll.

>>2720164
>The dead ogryn is now on the bell. For good measure, the bell rings, the ogryn catches a green flame, and then explodes in a shower of rotting gore which lands on some nearby guardsmen, melting them into sickly puddles.

>>2720182
>The tempestor raises a blade to parry, but Spaeax cuts straight through it and into the man's neck, removing his skull from his body.

>>2720183
>The scions are fighting back strong, only one of their number dies before they retaliate. Eighth roll.
>>
Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2720210
>the enemy Russ misses Russy its shots going into the trees.
>Russy fires back at the enemy Russ
>>
Rolled 3 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2720210
>Salfrin is left unharmed by the fall and quickly gets up
Well this one's done, now for the next
>He wanders out into the melee, attacking whoever is the most important looking, or just crippling guardsmen for continued slavery, whatever comes first
>>
Rolled 18 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2720210
>bleeck!!!
You cannot defeat me! Behold! Cut in twain yet i persist!!
>he burps up some green mush that in a time past was his spleeen
>he reaches into the massive cavity and looks around to see if his stubb pistol is still in there,
>he pulls it out and fires a rusted bullet at them
>>
>>2720210
>He claims the tempestors skull for khorne, taking the turn to tie it onto his belt, he also takes the jacket, its a nice fucking jacket
>>
Rolled 14 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2720210
>2 of the men take some damage, nothing fatal as they are battle tested and fight on
"PAIN IS WEAKNESS LEAVING THE BODY"
> one crys out as they continue to hack and cut
>>
Rolled 2 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>2720210
>Driven into a frenzy they attack eachother!
>>
Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2720210
>the flames wash over its skin, yet it persists as if they were a cool mist
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!!!
>it swings its axe-limb at neck level, trying to decapitate as many guardsmen as possible
>>
Rolled 5 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2720221
>With the malignant energy of the Bell still in the air, Boilspew rushs over to Barabass
>Hoisting him over his shoulder, he runs back into combat, charging at the Tempestus Scions
>Attempting to lift a scion and throw him at the Valkyrie
>>
Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>2720210

Brunhilde would just continue to try getting to one of the Valkyries now that a nuisance in the form of that one soldier was now gone. She wondered how different it would be to fly the thing, along with how hard it would be to look behind them with the box like shape of the craft but she could only find that out if she got to it, so she hurried to try and get in one as soon as possible.
>>
Rolled 1, 19 = 20 (2d20)

>>2720210
> jaan takes the paralysed man to the krack team tellin them to make sure no one steal the new slave

> the partisans fail to find cover from the valkyre 2 of the 6 in rhe group are hit and incapacitated the remaining 4 continue folowing burhilde shooting at the ground forces aiming to incapacitate (first roll)

> Jaan having dealt with the loyalist fly towards the valkyre and takes out his autogun

> he uses the autogun to atempt to shoot the one in the cokpit (second roll)
>>
Rolled 86 (1d100)

>The 58 Nurglings prowl the battlefield for the incapacitated, the sick and the mortally wounded, to take back home and give them to Nurlge
HIPPITY HOPPITY
WHERE OH WHERE IS PAPA'S PROPERTY???
>>
Rolled 9, 19 = 28 (2d20)

>>2720214
>Russy's cannon jams.
>The enemy russ fires back. First roll.

>>2720219
>Salfrin enters combat with the scions, but fails to pierce their carapace armor. One returns the favor with a combat knife. Second roll.

>>2720221
>The man dies, falling over into a pile of corpses

>>2720228
>Lookin' fine.

>>2720234
>The rest of the scions falls to the fury of Khorne

>>2720238
>The Pox kin weakly slap each other

>>2720243
>The few standing guardsmen are largely able to flee, except for a few

>>2720246
>Barabass is not very aerodynamic. He goes about 3 feet.

>>2720254
>The controls are comfortingly familiar. You are able to activate the valkyrie.

>>2720270
>The nurglings find many dying men, sick and mortally wounded. Not many of them are vert good cultist material, however, there IS the walking pox you could consider.

>>2720256
>The shot pierces the cockpit and kills the pilot. The valkyrie lists and begins to crash down towards the battle.

>Everyone except Brunhilde and Jaan roll a 1d100.
>>
>>2720275
YOUR GOING INTO THE MUD YOU ARE
HEHEHEHHE
YAY MORE SOULS FOR PAPA
>they proceed to laugh and sing as conga lines carry them away
>>
>>2720275
>Diving onto Barabass and tanking the wreckage to protect the Sorcerer
>The carapace on his back protects him, partially, but there is now what appears to be part of the Valkyries guns lodged in his lower back
>Blech
>>
Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>
Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>2720275
>Knife pierces his armor and hits him in the ribs
>He's about to counterattack the scion but upon seeing the valkyrie he kicks him out of the way and tries to get away
>>
>>2720275
Take everything that can be used! Carve the mark of khorne on the weapons and armor to claim it as ours!
Anyone who misses anything or breaks something answers to me!
>Sparax claims the tempestors hotshot lazpistol as his own, tossing the stub revolver aside
>>
Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>2720275
>>
>>2720281
>a splatting sound emits from underneath Barabass' "special" child, as most of his organ mush is squeezed out, however, its not like he was using it anyway
>>
Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2720275
>>2720283
>The Valkyrie misses Russy
>the enemy Russ shot don’t pierce Russys front armour
shit Russy RAM THAT SHIT
>Russy drives at full speed at the enemy Russ
>>2720286
THE SALVAGE IS MINE DONT YOU DARE TUTCH THE VEHECLES
>>
Rolled 31 (1d100)

>O7 just looks on in disappointment as the chaos forces begin to start fighting over loot.

Sigh...
>he goes and claims the body of a fallen tempestor, dragging it along behind him as he goes through the carnage left in the regiments wake, and looks for exotic equipment hidden in the deepest parts of the armoury or information to assist in his scheme against the governer
>>
>>2720275
> as the Valkyrie starts to crash he jumps of it

i think he said he wanted all of those

> he flies to the Valkyrie piloted by Burnhilde and lands on the roof surfing on the aircraft
>>
>>2720281
>Boilspew protects Barabass, and takes the full force of the valkyrie crashing down.

>Luckily, it does not crash directly onto him, just near him. It crashes directly on the enemy leman russ.

>>2720283
>Safe inside Russy

>>2720284
>Dashes away fine

>>2720288
>Protected by his twisted bulk

>>2720300
>It sent flying into a wall
>>
Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2720275

Pleased with how the controls for the aircraft were similar despite the crafts differences she would make a quick check to make sure the craft was fine and ready for battle before taking off into the sky, happy once again to be in the air. She would look behind her seat every once and a while, an old habit that saved her life in the past, but now it was time for some CAS.
>>
Rolled 6 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>2720308
>Climbs out of Russy with a fire extinguisher and starts trying to salvage the enemy Russ
>>
>>2720308
>Is skewered by a 5 ft long piece of jagged metal, going through his lower back like a kebab.
>Spits out black bile onto Barabass, who is underneath him
"Save you Father."
>Blech
>Stumbling to feet
>The usually strong and hearty Ogryn is pale, as pale as a green monstrosity can be
>Leaning heavily on his Greatbell, he drags Barabass in one arm, and walks with the Bell in the other
>The remaining Nurglite forces harken to the bell and follow him to the supply truck where the Nurglings had loaded up those destined to be submitted to the pox-walker virus
>Inhaling and breathing out on each of these people, gifting them with the pox-walker virus, the Plaguegryn buckles in Barabass, heaves a sigh, falls into the truck and falls asleep
>>
Rolled 5 + 20 (1d40 + 20)

>>2720315
>The wrecked Russ is very wrecked. It has a Valkyrie part way through it. Not a lot of good salvage here.

>There are (roll) surviving enemy in various states of injury throughout the base. 1/20th of them are tempestus scions.
>>
>>2720319
>blech!
Be easy!
>burble
I am fragile!
>blech
>>
>>2720329
>Blech
>Snore
>Blech
>>
>>2720310

After making a few passes, not seeing any enemies to unload a few bullets and or explosives on, Brunhilde would decide instead to try out a few evasive and elegant maneuvers to make sure she wasn't rusty or the craft couldn't properly do them. After this, she would land the aircraft feeling quite satisfied and happy with the fact she could fly again.
>>
>Carrying their new gear which will be appropriated upon returning home, the Slayers and their master go about collecting the heads of those theyve slain, meanwhile bickering about who killed more n such, but no one questions Sparax...They know better than that
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>>2720308
> jaan jumps of the Valkyre landing on the ground
as the partisans colect thier wounded

> Jaam starts to look over the wounded enemies from the crach trying to pick out the ones in better shape to claim for the partisans
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>>2720334
>they round up the remaining scions and tie them, smack em around a bit while their at it
Sparax "You all fought well today, you lost but there is no shame in it. You can live on honorably in the Slayers, or live on pathetic and short lives as slaves in our warband.
I make you this offer once.
Decide.
>>
Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>2720308
>He walks over to the ruins and dusts off his cloak and begins to look around for an accordion
>>2720326
I claim two of them
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>>2720326
>Nurglings take three of the less injured that are able to be used as slaves and loads them into the Nurgle supply truck
>Taking two more and giving them to the Tzeentchians for the holy number of Nurgle and as a charitable act for the less fortunate
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“Well would you look at that, 25 captives. The worshippers of each god shall receive 5, while I myself shall take 5. Impress me and you may receive some of my stock!”

>He looks at the crash Valkyrie
“What a waste. Somebody get to salvaging that! We may be able to make use of it still!”

>He looks up at Brunhilde

“And tell her to land that thing! The rest of you get to salvaging and looting! There will be other supplies and vehicles here to take!”

>Alpharius looks over The now captured outpost

“Hmm... should we occupy this place with a small force, utterly destroy it, leave a message to any who find it, or simply clean up, leave a few angenta, and act as though all is well?”
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>>2720354
Ummm my lord, numbers do not add up
>>
Rolled 32 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>2720354
will do comander
>Cogran tries to salvege anything usable from the Valkyrie
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>>2720362
“What do you mean?”
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>>2720354
>The pale Plaguegryn heads over to Alpharius keeping a healthy distance
"Boss,"
>Cough
"We're givin the tricky ones uh.."
>Holds up two fingers
"This many slaves."
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>>2720354
>the spawn has used the blood of its victims to paint a sigil of khorne on the runway
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD
>it screams
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>>2720354
yes lord alpharius she will land it

> he contacts Burnhilde

swetie can land now you migth get to fly more later if you behave
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>>2720364
You said worshippers of all gods, there are 5 different worshipped gods, 5 for each group makes 25, and 5 for you makes that 30.
I, by myself unfortunetly, of course don't need 5 of them, two or three would be prefectly satisfactory
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>>2720373
“There are only 4 gods you idiot. If you are one of those madmen who believe in a fifth, you do not get any slaves.”
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>>2720352
An unexpected surprise from the plaguefather’s minions. Thank you for this.
>>2720308
>I don’t know what this means

>O7 rounds up a number of slaves out of the survivors

So, it looks like you’ve lost.
That’s unfortunate for you, but this might not have to be the end.

Would you care to make a deal with the ruinous powers anyone?
>>2720354
Lord Alpharius, a moment of your time if you will.

I would personally advise that we take this opportunity to further mislead the imperial forces.

We simply take a marginal effort to make it look as if our assault was repelled and that we fled north east, away from our mountain keep.

We make it as if the leader of the outpost here wrote about our retreat and that all of the guard here later died of nurgle rot.

It may take considerable effort however we could possibly send the imperials on a wild goose chase away from us, as we have little chance of maintaining our cover after this frontal assault.

They will know Chaos was involved soon either way.

>>2720375
I believe the cultist by the name of Safrin worships Malak
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>>2720347
>The scion spits at Sparax
“Die heretic.”

>Following his example, tells other four guardsmen do the same
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>>2720383
“Good idea with the misdirection. Choose your agents. They will stay behind to clean up, and then they will lay out the false trail.”

“And that Malak god is fake, and if he was real, I think everyone would shit on him.”
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>>2720375
>Grumbles under his breath
Aren't you an inspiring leader
>He coughts a bit
Shame, would've been less lonely, guess this will do
>He grabs a newly found accordion and walks off
>>2720383
Its Malal, also known as Malice
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>>2720388
Understood lord Alpharius, it will be done.
>he calls out two random tzeenchians he beat at a dice game the other day to assist him
>>2720389
Recaf Decaf, same difference.
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>>2720363
>You pull out a few turbines. Looking at them, you are slightly tempted to make a jump pack, a la an Ork stormboy. Besides that, you are able to salvage a few weapons and vital components you can use as spare parts
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>>2720395
Fair enough, gods have many names
>>
Rolled 94 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>2720398
>He puts them into Russy.
Now any vehicles I can salvage
>He tries to find any vehicles he can salvage
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>>2720333

Having landed! Brunhilde would simply sit in the cockpit for a few minutes, still quite happy with how wonderful it was to be able to fly again, though once she got out of the thing her emotions didn't change, still extremely happy with how things turned out. She wondered what was going to happen now, along with who would join her as Jaan's slaves. She also would wonder how Catalina was doing, hoping that if seven had more slaves he would be less focused on Catalina allowing her to speak with her more and spend more time with her.
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>>2720354
now you five here lets se

>looks at each and every one of them individually

you know what I’m going to give you all an choice here.

either you end up like Bob over there and i bite you paralysing you as we take you back to our camp to become slaves

or you can make the choice not to resist and come with us back the camp to become slaves

> he smiles widely showing his fangs

there is also the option for you to accept the prince of pleasure the most glorious and delightful slaanesh in your heart and join us

> he spreads out his wings behind him

your choice
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>>2720406
>Two nervously join, the other three refused to give up their loyalty
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>>2720384
So be it,
>he smacks him upside the head with the back side of his chainblade
TEACH HIM! TEACH HIM TIL HE PASSES OUT
>the slayers proceed to kick the shit out of the tied up scion
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>>2720403
>The hellhound is actually entirely fine besides the turret, which really just needs the barrel to be swapped out.

>You find 2 armored sentinels in a garage.

>Also there’s the other Valkyrie still on its landing pad; the others of course one being crashed and another flown by Brunhilde
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>>2720409
> looks at the ones that refuse

oh so delightful you will love this eventually

> on each of them he delivers a drawn-out bite on the neck drinking some of their blood while he is at it. Directly afterwards someone comes by bandaging the bite wound

> to the second one

i must tell you, your taste is wonderful

> chuckles

> when he is done with them he turns to the new recruits

so you two i want to know you but first lets get you back to base so you can get to know your new friends
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>>2720419
> he opens Russys trunk and dragging SLAVE out of it
SLAVE you will drive that hell hound in the convoy. and if you try to escape there are way scarier people that me around here and you still have that collar.
>The armoured sentinels he puts on a sled that is attached to Russy with a cable.
>he than walks up to alpharius
Commander I have found additional vehicles and another Valkyrie 2 armoured sentinels and the hellhound is will be good after a day or so
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>>2720430
>Slave yelps and gets in the hellhound. He honks the horns, and turns on the windshield wipers

“Thank you Cogran.”
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>>2720405
> after finishing up the new slaves and recruits he walks up to the Valkyrie were Burnhile is siting opening the cockpit

you did well today sweetie

> scratches between her ears with some force

i am proud of you
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>>2720464

Just as Brunhilde was about to open the cockpit and leave, it seemed Jaan had arrived himself and with praise and with scratching behind the ears. Unlike before, with Jaan using some force instead of just lightly scratching, Brunhilde felt quite relaxed from Jaan doing that. She moved her head a bit down as he did so are said "Thank you master, I'm glad I was able too meet your expectations."
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>>2720477
good girl

> he offers her a hand in getting out of the cockpit

you liked that? I’ll make sure to get you a sleeping spot in the bedroom when we move into the cave
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>Under the Alpha legionaire's watchful eye, all supplies and vehicles are loaded up. Alpharius personally pilots one of the valkyries as the regiment returns to their base, leaving behind a small group of tzeenchian agents to leave a false trail.

>Later that night, those important or curious are gathered to the war room, either to sit at the table or to gather at the edges of the room to watch

"We have done well today. It is unfortunate that more captive could not be taken, but such is the way of things. However, it brings up a glaring flaw: we lack the manpower and influence to be anything besides a thorn in the Imperium's side at the moment. Therefor, our next move should be to expand in one of those areas. I am open to suggestions on how we should proceed."
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>>2720498
Simply raising manpower and equipment will be slow going. Our efforts to expand will be greeted with increasing, highly dangerous resistance.

However we also cannot go undetected forever.

Our best bet is to plant agents or corrupt those in power, without men on the inside we cannot win this planet.
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>>2720498
Infiltration and making of proxy and new cults in major and/or minor settlements, slowly but surely building our influence...or we could weaken Imperials on the planet by starting a civil war of some kind and them wiping out the "victor"
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>>2720484

She grabbed Jaans hand and accepted his help out of the cockpit, seemingly ecstatic at the moment. While the day started out fairly bad with that dream not going as hoped and leaving her feeling bad after it passed, it seemed things turned around quite a bit with how she actually was able to fly around now and she was praised for her work. Thinking about what could make this day better made her think of Catalina and she wondered if Jaan might actually get her as a gift sometime soon. Though being able to rest her head in the nicest room Jaan would have in the base pleased her a fair bit and was a fairly good gift already, especially considering how Jaan doubted Seven would give up Catalina. She didn't say anything, but it was quite clear words weren't needed to express how she felt.
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>>2720505
>it vomits blood
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>>2720498
>A scrawny man with no skin on his hands and a wrap around his face speaks up, his voice is raspy
I-i am representing my Lord while he recovers in the pool of nurgle, Lord alpharius lord sir,
>He looks down at a filthy parchtment for a moment, reading the orders to himself before repeating them
My Lord recommends that we claim the dead, apparently there was some sort of prison camp with a high death toll
>COUUGH
If we salvage corpses from it, my Lord believes he can ressurect a large quantity of them as thralls, or turn them into pox walkers. My lord....
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>>2720510
"Tell him that that camp is over 100 miles away and in our formal operation area, and is likely not there any more."
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>>2720505
> he takes her back to the base, and lets her rest Bob having been tied up and placed in the midle of the room

whatever he says his name is refer to him only as bob

> he then goes to the strategy meeting
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>>2720498
i would recommend trying to influence the locals, establishing a powerbase to get basic supplies and manpower from.

i could try to do this as me and my men are generally not yet seen as hostile by the forest folk so we should be able to infiltrate the villages and turn them fully to our side for the glory of the prince
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>>2720516

Brunhilde would enjoy the time going back to the base, although she would have enjoyed it more if she flew back to the base. Still she was pleased with everything that had happened so far. Once she was told about bob she merely nodded and waited for Jaan to wander off before she herself went to go give Catalina a visit if she could. Seven would be distracted right now after all, and she hadn't talked to her yet today.
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>>2720510
>Falls into pond
>Metal kebab in him melts
>Contracts Nurgles Rot
>BLECH
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>>2720498
I suggest we capture their industry so as without it their war machine cant function
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>>2720531
you know they might get stuff from of world
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>>2720537
The usually don’t ship in arms for the PDF from of world
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>Three Nurgle cultists around the pond of Nurgle gather their diseases and plagues together and disperse to nearby villages, spreading plague and disease and promising succour
>The process of turning the former tribal villages to Chaos has begun
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>>2720537
It only opens possibilities for piracy, and some of that equipment could also...get lost if right people are bribed/threatened
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>>2720554
are you sure we are in a position to bribe or threaten anyone from here?

and piracy? you mean of the transports? we have no space faring vessels right now
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>>2720568
I mean later, once cults and outside cells are set up
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Rolled 12, 13, 70 + 70 = 165 (3d100 + 70)

>>2720551
>The success of the infiltrated Nurgle Cultists
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>>2720581
>The literally rotting men are quickly shot by locals when they approached. Luckily, they are paranoid yokels, so the Imperium is never informed of these incidents
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>>2720501
"How do you propose we put people in places of power? We are out in the wilderness."
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>>2720501
>The Plaguegryn, keeping his distance rings his bell and calls out
"Uh, Numbah seven!"
"We need you help!"
>>
>>2720594
>The enslaved sister of battle hobbles out on her crutches

"Why do you want the master?"
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>>2720594
Sigh, what is it?
>>2720593
It would obviously require placing agents in the cities of course, but the rewards outweigh the risks
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>>2720597
"Uh, need his help, with infi- infick- with sneakin'."
>Scratch head in makeshift hazmat suit
"We gave him this many slaves."
>Holds up two fingers
"We want help now, please."
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>>2720603
"We need you to sneak in da sickness, and sickness lads."
>Cough
"We try but fail, please help."
"Sorry, i mean i try and fail."
"I iz dumb, am sorry for failure, please help us sneaky boy."
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>>2720607
...
What?

You want help sending infiltrators into where exactly?
>>2720606
I don’t even know if they will be slaves, in any case I’m not taking that many for myself. The rest of the Tzeenchians can have fun.
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>>2720616
"The villages that are easier to infiltrate."
>Sniffle
"So will you help?"
>Holds up metal box
"I have, this box."
"It has sick rats in it."
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>>2720618
"W-why do you have a box with sick rats in it! That's horrible!"
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>>2720618
>he facepalms at this

Just...

What?

You need help literally just delivering boxes?
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>>2720621
"Because if they outside box you die?"

>>2720616
"Why she dumb?"
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>>2720624
"Yes, they killed our lads last time."
"If you help we will give you more slaves the next time we get dem."
"Please? My father is relaxing in the pool because he got cut in half."
"So i iz in charge, iz bad idea, i iz stupid."
>Sniffle, frown
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>>2720629
"You're not stupid. We've met people who are much stupider."
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>>2720633
"Iz stupid, i fail Father, i do bad job."
>Sniffle
"I hit myself but it doesn't make me less stupid."
"Iz the only way to get smart, hit da smarts into myself, dat way i stop failing Father."
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>>2720637
>She cautiously pats him on the arm

"Don't feel bad big guy. We're sure you're making your father proud."
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>>2720637
I Can make you smart ogryn
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>>2720626
She’s still meant to be inside healing.

>>2720629
...
>he starts thinking of ways he can use this to his advantage

Allright I can work with this.

Have you considered just having the nurglings do this during nighttime?

All you have to do is release the rats near the villages and it spreads the plague all the same
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>>2720643

Brunhilde quietly watches Catalina from a distance, leaning and peeking in from one of the rooms openings. She hoped seven would run off and leave Catalina by herself, or Catalina would go back to Sevens room. If she was able too get Catalina while she wasn't in sevens quarters she would have a much easier time not being blamed. Although she had the idea of getting Catalina some food as well, she probably was hungry and the kitchen probably had something in it right now. Regardless this day might just get that little bit better.
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>>2720643
>You gently pat the duct-tape that makes up his make-shift hazmat suit, whilst he is 'contained' it is probably best you avoid touching him
"Thanks, you make me feel better, but i need diz box 'ere to be delivered still."

>>2720644
"Father already schedule appointment with other cogboy for my head smacking.

>>2720646
"..."
"Dat smart, i'm gonna go tell em to do dat."

>He walks back to the pond, his 'hazmat suit' literally melting off him as he does so


>>2720593
>Nurglings are deployed to deliver diseased rats to the paranoid nearby villages, cures are left in a tree hollow with the mark of Nurgle carved into it at each location, the cure is infact another disease composed of prions which makes the sufferer believe that he is cured, and that by spreading his fluids others will receive the cure
>>
Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>2720653
>For cure
>>
>it roars at the full moon
>it bounds off into the woods at a rapid pace
Blood blood BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD BLOOOOOD!!!
>>
Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>2720653
>Rolling for severity of plague spread on nearby villages.

>1-15 dud
>16-40 hearty disposition allows villagers to eventually fight off the sickness with death only in the young, elderly, and infirm.
>41-60 plague affects 50% of villagers.
>61-75 plague affects 85% of villagers.
>75+ plague affects all villagers
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Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>2720675
>Oof, seems those villagers are largely fucked.
>Rolling for how they respond.

>1-10 villagers solemnly quarantine themselves as to contain the sickness
>11-30 villagers send for help from the Imperial government.
>31-60 villagers dispair and slowly die. 5% fall to Nurgle
>61-80 villagers find and use the false cure planted nearby. 10% fall to Nurgle.
>81+ villagers find and widely use the false cure. 25% fall to Nurgle. 25% rise as pox walkers.
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>>2720687

"Boss, my minyuns have converted deez villages."
>He pokes the villages on the map
"Dey make more and more people sick, but dey isolated so only if da people come close."
>Blech
"It gives uh.. da breathin' room, like a warnin' system if the Imperials are close."
>Breaths
"Also gives Father more soldiers."
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>>2720692
>Alpharis, if he wasn’t wearing a helmet, would be pinching the bridge of his nose

“If you were not useful I would kill you right now. I hope you know that.”
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>>2720699
>Plaguegryn staggers
>Absolutely shocked
"But-but boss, why? I did good? We need more soldiers i get more soldiers? What i do wrong, please don't get angry!"
>Plaguegryn is terrified
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>>2720701
“Because the forces of the plague god are the most noticeably corrupted, you idiotic plague troll.”
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>>2720703
"But, More soldiers."
>Sniffle
"Please don't hit me."
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>>2720710
>Alpharius is likely narrowing his eyes beneath his helmet

"You are not allowed to expand your forces until those of the other gods have. This decree will continue until I have deemed you have redeemed your foolish actions which has put us all in further jeopardy."
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>>2720717
>mutters under his breath

Well that worked better than I thought...
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>>2720717
"But das not fair."
"Is it?"
"I dunno, iz not my fault if people join Father on their own."
>Blech
>His eyes turn green
"We will cease our active efforts to convert until you give us the go ahead, Lord Alpharius."
>His eyes fade to the normal sickly yellow and the Plaguegryn stumbles out back towards the pool
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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>2720647

After a bit of watching Catalina, Brunhilde felt like she wasn't going to get a chance to speak or do anything with Catalina unless she was able to get her to come out. So, when seven wasn't looking in her direction but Catalina was, she would motion for her to follow her, and hopefully she would be able to do more enjoyable things with her.
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>>2720762
>Catalina does not follow you. She instead stays near O7.
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Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>2720780

Brunhilde would frown before leaving for a moment to get the one thing that might lure her out. Food. Surely seven wasn't feeding her proper food, and if she was able to get something good from the kitchen she could possibly lure her out fully. She was worried though that maybe seven was poisoning Catalina's mind so she wouldn't like her, and maybe even hate her, but she tried to push those worries aside as she checked the kitchen.
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>>2720798
>Maria is in the kitchen, humming a little song as she cuts up a pristine dead body. You can't tell if she's harvesting organs for medical purposes, for drugs, or to eat
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>>2720804

She was a bit curious in her work, but decided not to watch for long as she desired food for Catalina and to go back to lure her out sooner rather than later, not wanting her to go in where Sevens room was. She would walk up to Maria and say "Do you have any large prepared meals that you are willing to give to me? I want to give it to someone who I'm sure would like to eat some real food."
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>>2720826
>She points to a food dish that has been labeled "Brunhilde". There is some cat-food in it.
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>>2720834

She seems a bit surprised at how quickly she was pointed to the food but quickly brushed that said before taking the dish and saying "Thank you." As she walked off and examined the food and how good or bad it probably would taste.
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>>2720844
>It's canned cat food that has been placed in a dish. IT may or may not have been laced with drugs.
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Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>2720857

Well, it probably wouldn't be the best but at least it would be something, especially if it was actually laced with drugs. She would go back to where she was originally and try to get Catalina's attention again, this time while also trying to show she had food.
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>>2720877
>As you enter the war room, Catalina hisses at you. Literally, she hisses at you.
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>>2720895

Brunhilde is surprised by this, but simply sighs and then frowns before she walks away with her food and taking it to someplace fairly hidden away where she could be alone for a bit. Once she found a good place, she would slowly eat her food, trying to enjoy it the best she could despite what had happened.
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>>2720904
>YEP, DEFINITELY FULL OF DRUGS!

>...

>Tastes good though.
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>>2720930

Brunhilde froze for a moment when the drugs kicked in before she continued to eat the food that was her own. She felt good and it was certain that this would help make the end of the day a bit better after what happened with Catalina, however once she was finished eating she just sat there for a time, at least thirty minutes passed before the drugs wore off, maybe more. Unfortunately once they wore off it also ment her attention changed from the feelings the drugs gave her and to what had happened with Catalina. She thought about what happened for a moment and thought maybe she was stressed, and a good way for her to get rid of her stress would be to let her do what she did to her. Surely she would enjoy it, and maybe she could talk after. However she didn't know how much time passed, which meant Catalina could have moved, and Seven too. Still, she would check where the two last were, just to make sure...though she didn't know how she would get Catalina to actually let herself come near if she was still there...
>>
Rolled 2 (1d8)

>they drag the wounded and dead pox kin and heave them into the pond of corpse sludge, the strong will be blessed by Nurgle and returned to serve once more, the weak will decay and become the mush that sustains the garden
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>>2721187
>Only two yet lived, and are converted to pox walkers. The rest dissolve.
>>
>He enters the war room
My lord!!
I have a request.
>There is fresh blood on his knuckle wraps, and his lip is busted, likely the result of a recent punch to the face
>>
>The Plaguegryn realizing that one of his allies, the Thing that used to be Flagg ran into the woods, goes into the woods and looks for him
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>>2721285
“What?”
>>
>>2721303
There are a number of people in the regiment who worship khorne in this regiment, but only 18 of them are Slayers. My slayers are the most elite melee fighters around here,
Im requesting permission to do a recruitment drive for the Slayers.
Ive heard how you feel about factions in the Regiment, but more men under my command, and that many more trained by me and mine will be that much more effective in combat.
With the proper numbers, we can be a special forces unit used for sowing terror and death in the enemy lines.
As the 18 that we are, our range of effectiveness is very limited.
What say you?
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>>2721315
"You may recruit any who wish to join your group. For every two applicants who die in training, 1 Slayer will die."
>>
Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>2721148

Seeing Catalina still in the tactics room made Brunhilde feel a bit relieved. She would watch her for a bit before deciding maybe the best course of action would be the more overt one. Brunhilde would step through into the room and just walk over to Catalina. She wasn't smiling or directly trying to get her attention like before, just standing a five or so feet away, hoping she would say something or maybe leave which would allow her to more comfortably talk to her. She was worried that this was going about things the wrong way and she would just be pushed away with a hiss or something similar but it's not like there was much else she could do. She didn't want to force Catalina after all.
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>>2721341
>Catalina does not look towards you

"Hello Bruny. How are you doing today?"
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>>2721327
My lord, i am in no mood for jests as i know you are not.
My slayers are invaluable to your campaign
look at the havoc we wrought today
If anything, if an aspirant dies in training we would be culling the weak.
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>>2721352
"Even the weak may be used as canon fodder. How many men do you seek to recruit?"
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>>2721354
I think 50 would suit us fine. Being able to split that number, put them into 2 armored transports, send those at the extreme left and right flanks or even behind enemy lines,
and you have a recipe for death unparalleled by any other group here
And if we had 80? if on the right targets, wed be unstoppable
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>>2721346

"I'm doing okay...today has had its ups and downs. I hope you are having a good day though, but...you didn't seem to be in a good mood earlier... did something happen? Or did I do something you didn't like?" Brunhilde seemed to be verified nervous and worried, unsure of what would be the best thing to say and still scared she would be told to leave. She wanted to say more but she had no clue what else to say, and could only wait for Catalina to respond and hope for the best.
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>>2721301
>roll for tracking
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Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>2721407
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>>2721390
"Yes... you did something that we didn't like. One of us liked it, but we decided as a group that she doesn't get a say in the matter. But I want it. Shut up. Anyways Bruny, I wouldn't recommend coming any closer. We rule by committee, and consensus is you have wronged us."

>Her voice suddenly takes on a trembling tone

"Brunhilde help me. If the person that tried to get me put of this place is still in you, I need you to kill me."
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>>2721370
"Hmm... for every 8 applicants that die in training, one slayer shall be killed. It is a test at your skill at training other men, and selecting applicants intelligently. Select too many weaklings and see your numbers crumble."
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>>2721432
>He ponders for a moment, nodding to himself
I dont suppose i can get a better deal than that. I will send a menial to raise awareness.
>Offers a respectful nod and leaves
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>>2721426

"W-What? W-Wait I ca-" is all she would be able to say before Catalina's tone had changed and she requested that she be killed. Brunhilde's eyes would widen and she would stammer, struggling to speak for a few moments as she felt that odd feeling of coldness inside of herself return, eventually she would be able to say "I-I c-can't do t-that, I-I co-couldn't b-bring myself t-to do that! I...I'm sorry...I can't...th-there has to be s-some way to w-work this out, R-Right?! I...I couldn't just...." Brunhilde would go silent for a good minute, not knowing fully how to respond before it came to her along with a familiar feeling she had felt not so long ago. She would say "I'm...sorry...I could n-never be a-able to do such a th-thing. B-Being forced t-to watch you d-die is one thing, b-but knowing it w-was caused b-by me...if you want t-to p-punish m-me f-for my weakness a-and what I have d-done to you, you may i-in whatever way you w-want." She didn't know what to do, feeling completely lost and blind in this moment, really if Catalina, or rather any of the alternative personalities in Catalina's head wanted something from her, or wanted to do something to her, she would provide no resistance.
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>>2721492
"Oh... okay then. Could you... could you leave me alone for awhile then? A few days maybe? I... We need to sort some things out by ourselves."
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Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>2721512

Brunhilde would weakly nod before walking off. She considered just hiding and sleeping in that nice lonesome spot she found earlier but decided against it before simply returning to Jaan's tent and lying down on the rags that was ment to be her bed. She like Catalina needed time to think, and she quietly did so, ignoring bob completely. Eventually after some time she would fall asleep.
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>>2721530
>As he passes by, in the dimly lit encampment, he bumps into her knocking them both down
Hey! watch where your going fucking idiot!!
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>>2721412
>Plaguegryn has become lost in the woods searching for Flagg
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Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>2721635
>Finding way out of the woods, having given up on finding Flagg
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>arising out of the sludge pit, the trapped stench from the bubbles inside burst with volume, creating a hissing sound and leaving steam, and a horrible smell follow suit,
Ahhhhlrlglglglle
>Barabass emerges, his torso comes up first, covered in a green slime, staff in one hand, infested revolver in the other, both dripping with this slime.
>Next visible to the eye, what should be his new feet are actually a terrible forest of tentacles which take up his lower half! An uncounted number of massive writhing appendages slap the ground and hoist his massive frame up, each one varied in length, and covered in sores and a lightly green tinted ooze about them, all bearing a sickly pale pigmant to them, if oyu look closely you can see some nurglings hiding inside them, hanging like monkeys on vines
I HAVE ASCENDED ONCE MOORRRRRRRLLLLBLBLBLLBLBLBLBL
>blllrrrrble
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>>2721657
"Father, the Boss says we can't recruit anymore, cuz i got too many peoples."
>Gesturing towards the 70 new Nurglites at the pool
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>>2721661
no matterrrr
>his voice has some sort of echo to it, as if he has 2 voices that arent in sync
>>he has a small coughing fit, spitting up the same mucus that covers his disgusting obesity
>bllleck!
This is but as stepping stone my child!
>Some of the tentacles that arent planted on the ground, writhe around, as if they are fighting each-other, trying to assume some form of dominance
Now my chillllld
It is time you are rewarded for your service to me!
>blerb
>The bells toll, with each ring, mucus is knocked off and splashes onto the muddy ground, the bells catch flame and a terrible cloud emerges from them and is sent towards the Ogryn, he breathes it in and immediately feels stronger.
I grant you the blessing of living flesh!
No matter what harms you, you will endure,
No matter how vicious and assault, it will fail.
For your flesh will deny death itself.
>blrble
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>>2721674
>The wounds the Plaguegryn has suffered over the past day heal rapidly, his flesh bubbling with mutative power
"Papa! Thank you! I feel so strong!"
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>>2721657
>...he's going to have trouble climbing ladders now. Or moving faster than a brisk walk.
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>>2721432
I am asking again Lord Alpharius will you authorise initiating a campaign to infiltrate and liberate some local villages to create a powerbase to draw resources from?
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>>2721827
"A tad of a moot point; the ogryn killed nearly everyone in all the nearby villages and converted the survivors to Nurgle. If you are personally offended by this, there will be no punishment from me for harming the idiot, however I would provide no protection from retaliation."
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>>2721830
WE ARE SUPPOSED TO BE HELPING THESE PEOPLE!

> he spits on the ground and shakes his head

I'm sorry for the outburst but if that's the case then I recommend immediately evacuating the area as now they know exactly were to look and we have no possible gain for staying here
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>>2721833
"They don't; the nearby villages are not that nearby. Everyone seems to always forget just how up in the mountains this valley is; it's 100 miles from anything else at all. 'Nearby' is relative, and the villages were all small affairs that the Imperium likely barely knew existed."
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>>2721836
I was thinking of using those villages for food and other resources we desperately need more of as we have not been foraging to a large enough extent and are bleeding food at an exrordinary high rate we still need to set up a power base but due to those detestable poxbags this will be almost impossible!
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>>2721841
“Hmm... this is another good point that I did not immidately consider. Tell me, any other reasons that you say the nurglites should be punished?”
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>>2721858
It might create a image of us we would not want if we are to infiltrate further settlements. Right now atleast my men are viewed with admiration from some of the forest folk as we have stubbornly resisting what we wiev as a hostile foreign occupation, with this absolutely detestable and idiotic incident the enemy's propaganda will have no problem portraying everyone here as butchers and a corrupting force for death and destruction thus making all infiltration operations harder and recruiting almost impossible
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>>2721864
It might also goes a long way to obliterating the good will me and my men have with the locals in this area
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>cogran is walking around the camp inspecting the buildings and Suports for the new tunnels.
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>>2721912
Hello Cogran, mind helping me out with something?
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>>2721912
Cogran, I require the most compact vehicle you have, like a motorcycle or something
>>2722027
Hello there 7, do you happen to have a map of this area?
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>>2721858
>You hear the clattering of bells, the usual rhythm is off, his wheezing is something more akin to laughing than simply breathing. Hes in a good mood.
>And whats that other sound? it sounds like someone is slapping 2 raw chickens together
>He enters, 25 pox kin behind him, all armed with infested autoguns
>BLLLRRRRLBL
Alllllphariussss....GOOD TO SEE YOU :D
Oh and the fellow native is here as well, Ohhh if only you were alive when i first came to Nurgle, back when i terrorized the countrysides year after year ho hooo those were the days
>blllllech
They made an urban legend of me you know that-?
>COUGH COUGH
>blep
they believed i was some monster sent by the "Gods" to punish the wicked, heheheh
They called me "The Nightmare of Living Death" or "Mors autem The somnum exterreri solebat" In our tongue... hehehe
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>>2722027
What is it you whant
>>2722037
for what use and if I am not mistaken we do not have any compact or small vehicles
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>>2722037
Take it from the war room, I’m busy.

>>2722041
A deal.
How about we agree that I was with you roughly seven minutes ago, how about that?
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>>2722041
So I can ride to one of the villages the nurglites didn't visit, well near them, and its pretty far, I think, I need a map of te area
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>>2722044
I dont Think there are any they did not visit
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>>2722051
I meant further away, if I went to one of those I wouldn't have asked for a vehicle
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>>2722053
I might be able to build you something in my workshop. do you for chance have any artefacts or trinkets I would be interested in
>>2722043
for what?
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>>2722071
Well, what would you like me to give you?
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>>2722071
Hmmm....no, not yet anyways but I could, maybe, get something like that in a village,I have a spare set of clothes and may bland in, in the end of the day, I'm not yet mutated
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>>2720551
>>2720581
>>2720594
>>2720603
>>2720606
>>2720607
>>2720618
>>2720626
>>2720629
>>2720637
>>2720646
>>2720653
>>2720660
>>2720675
>>2720687
>>2720692
>>2720701
>>2720717
>>2720724

RETCONNING THIS WHOLE NURGLE INFECTING NEARBY VILLAGES BECAUSE IT WOULD LEAD TO JAAN KILLING EVERY NURGLE CHARACTER AND ALPHARIUS HELPING HIM DO IT
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>>2722072
What do you have
>>2722074
I might accept a human in good to broken condition as I want to create a servitor
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>>2722080
I have no slaves so there's that
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>>2722082
you can borow it as a lone after I have built it
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>>2722086
All right, then call me when you are done
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Rolled 65 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>2722087
that I will do I hope you can deliver for your sake as you do look as a fine specimen
>Cogran returns to his workshop and starts building a motor bike
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>>2722089
Try it and see what happens
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>>2722089
>He creates a quite good motorbike
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>>2722040
i can’t remember you or any of the other "legends" that i have forgotten together with my mother if you which to talk about the old gods talk to the priest. But something i have not forgotten is that you stink

> he says in his local tongue speaking completely fluently almost no pause while he speaks a constant melody

> switching to low gothic

and why are you here stinking down the Place with your friends

> compared to how he speak in the local language his gothic is markedly les refined and gracious
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>>2722092
>>2722091
SALFRIN YOUR BIKE IS READY
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>>2722112
>Cloaked figure with a little bag appears from nearby chimera
Excellent,, great job, now in case I won't be able to kidnap anyone, what else would you need from a village? Perhaps they have spare parts for whatever vehicles they have
Hmmm...I should inform Alpharius that I'm leaving...
>He leaves a sticky note on the door of his room that says "gone for groceries"
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>>2722117
Yes that would work
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>>2722110
>Bllffpt!!
>cough
Im hear because i love your company! :D
>bleck
(in native tongue) I was banished before your time, but no worrys, this world will know my fetid touch once more. Its a shame you chose the weakest of the Gods as your patron...hehehehehehehehe
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>>2722092
>He turns to face him,
My lorrfftd
I have a proposition most tantalizing, Their are a number of villages on in the countryside, most of which are pathetic farming settlements that our foes are hardly aware of
>BLLLLLLLLLLEp
>burp
As much as i would lovvve that we all submit to the rotttt fatherrr. I know that you, and your army is undivided.
I propose that each faction of a God may conquer one of these villages to increase the influence of Nurglllllle and the others.
heheheee
ACCCCHOOO
>he sneezes a large green blob onto the floor that splats on impact. Its moving.
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>>2722131
>Alpharius just stares at the blood as he holds out his hand to a attending cultist, who hands him a hand-flamer. He proceeds to shoot burning promethium at the blob for a long burst before handing the flamer back

"I was actually planning on that. You get one village. Expand beyond that and there will be repercussions; the servants of the other gods have the same tasks and warnings."
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>>2722126
> in local tongue

why would anyone chose any other god than the prince?

the others only promise you failure. follow Khorn and you will die on the field of battle, follow tzeench and you will die as a expendable pawn in someone else’s game and you poxbags can only look forward to rotting away. slaanesh is the only option if you think about it

> smiles revealing his fangs

and this world deserves a wise and competent ruler like myself and not a poxbag would could barely rule a drunken horde
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>>2722136
hehehehehe
Whether it be tomorrow, or in a thousand thousand years. This world will die.
And your flesh will make a lovely flower in Nurgles garden
It is
Inevitable....
Hehehehehh
ahhHAHAHAHAHAHAHHH!!!!!
>the tentacles start writhing and slapping about violently
(in gothic) Well in that case all is well
>clears throat
I bit you farewell
>he flaps and slaps away, leaving a trail of stinky slime as he goes, his guards follow
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>>2722134
>in gothic

i understand that you want to keep a balance and all but i would personally want to limit the extent of the poxbags as they might become a problem later on

speaking of later when do you think my new accommodations will be finished sorry to be bothering you but i forgot to ask when they will be done last time we spoke
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>>2722142
"They just finished; remember that you and the other worshippers of Slaanesh need to share the village you will be converting."
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>>2722144
> he smiles

they will listen

thank you for the help in digging out the accommodations ill be moving in shortly

> he walks out and flies to the partisans camp

men i have some news you should all know. our new quarters are now finished. and we will be finally converting some of our les enlightened brethren to our cause
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>>2722120
Excellent
>Salfrin prepares to drive off to one of the nearby villages
Hmm...just to be safe
>>2722144
My lord, I'm off to one of the nearby villages, will return in the morning
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>>2722146
> he walks in to his tent and starts to collect all of the Pictures attached to the walls in a pile in the middle of the room

> he kicks Bob to Wake him up
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>>2722157
"Salfrin, you do not get a village."
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>>2722159
"Meh? Huh? What is it... oh... oh... SHIT!"
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>>2722160
I'm not going there to convert anyone, such things require specific circumstances
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>>2722162
"Then why are you going?"
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>>2722163
Groceries, then at night play ominous accordion music near the village
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>>2722161
what do you mean with shit. was it a reflection of your worth or your situation, because your situation is not "shit" it will be wonderful

> he smile wide fangs dripping with venom

what is your name Bob
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>>2722164
“...why?”

>>2722166
“R-Robert. My name is Robert.”
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>>2722173
Hmmm...boredom...scouting...I could buy some parts from there, take your pick of my motives to going there
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>>2722173
No bob your name is bob.

Robert was a miserable failure not having experienced his life who worshiped a pathetic man on a over glorified chair

> he hits him ligthly

You are Bob my obedient and diligent slave and plaything who does not have any personal ambitions except making me happy and you worship the prince of pleasure through me your master and protector

isnt that rigth BOB
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>>2722178
“No, you will not be leaving this valley to ‘get groceries’.”

>>2722183
“I mean, my friends already called me Bob.”
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>>2722185
and who is Bob what is his ambitions and who does he worship?

> he walks over to Burnhilde and starts to Scratch her hard between the ears

time to Wake up sweetie we are moving into the cave
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>>2722185
>He grumbles a bit
Well then, I'll have to find something else to do
>He leaves the war room
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>>2722190
“Well uh, I’d quite like to go home actually, if you don’t mind.”
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>>2722190

Brunhilde at first stirs in her sleep a bit but soon enough slowly opens her eyes and looks around and yawns before just looking at Jaan. Though she seems a bit sleepy still.
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Rolled 32 (1d100)

>Salfrin has nothing better to do now that his little trip is cancelled until nightfall
so he decides to brewsome poison for his dagger
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>>2722197
what home?

remember you are Bob, not Frank

Bobs home is wherever i live as Bob is my property, slave and plaything

Who are you? Bob or that pathetic looser Frank who died a Swift Death at my gracious hands
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>>2722198
sweetie we are moving and i would like you to start helping

> presents a stim

if you need help waking up sweetie you can take one of these
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>>2722210
“Uh... who’s Frank?”
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>>2722213
exactly Bob there is no one called frank or Robert here only a Bob his generous master, and Burnhilde who is Bobs masters other slave and better than bob in every way
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>>2722215
“Uh, you’re talking pretty funny-like. Are you talking about another Bob?”
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Rolled 92 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>Cogran tries to make a jump pack out of the turbines he scavenged
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>>2722212

"Oh, okay. Just tell me where to put what and I'll be done shortly, especially with this." She would say before taking and using the stim and quickly getting to her feet. She didn't really need it to get up but she thought it would keep her up longer, and she expected that she would be up for a while.
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>>2722218
>It is beautiful, and men will fly with it upon their backs
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>>2722217
No Bob you are the only one named Bob in here

and what am i?
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>>2722220
> hands her a map

were doing the exact placements later but here is a map of the new accommodations location in the Cave can you take my things there sweetie
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>>2722223
“Uh...”

>He thinks to himself “a very fucking crazy person”

“A very handsome gentleman?”
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>>2722227
yes that is true but not the correct answer Bob

I am your Master, protector and pleasing me is your every ambition. isn’t that right Bob?
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Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>2722225

"Okay, I'll make sure everything is put away in the new place quickly." Brunhilde would say before getting to work, quickly taking things from the tent and placing them in the room on the map that was Jaans, and places them down in places she thought was good for them to be placed.
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>>2722232
“Uh... sure?”
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>>2722237
say it Bob tell me what i am!

> he shows his fangs
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>>2722243
"You kind of like like that Nosferatu guy from those old pic feeds."
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>O7 gathers his forces and sets off on foot toward the village he was assigned

>he takes two psychic individuals with him, and they each don the robes of scholars, filling a cart with various books and tomes, some chaotic in nature, most notably the book of Tzeench

>with a few days supplies they depart along down the mountain road
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>>2722305
>It takes a few days, but the O7's party soon nears their target village, leaving only the question of what they will do when they finally arrive...
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>>2722316
>as they arrive they begin by unloading some food supplies and cloths from their cart, distributing them to the villagers as gifts.
>they then move to visit the leader of the village
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>>2722325
>The old man looks at the ration sandwich he has been given

"So uh, who are ya strangers and what's with the food?"
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>>2722316
>Arriving in the village with a small group of Nurgle cultists
"Listen! Disease will soon ravage this town, you do not have the cure, or medikal know-how to fix it."
>Breathing in and out
"So embrace Nurgle, and we saves you, don't embrace Nurgle, we still save you, just not in the way we want to."
>Releasing the pox-walker virus ten minutes after the speech, or as soon as he is attacked
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Rolled 13, 4 + 3 = 20 (2d20 + 3)

>>2722332
>He is attacked nearly immediately as he is a horrible fly monster.

>He is attacked with old stub guns, bricks, and even a bow and arrow
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>>2722336
>That should be a minus 3, my bad
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>>2722336
>The weak weapons bounce off his Nurglite enhanced hide
"Father grants great strong!"
>Blech
"You dumb guys need help!"
>Blurble
"Iz gots idea, i sits right here, next to dis water hole." (The well)
"And til you guys are talkin', i ain't movin'."
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>>2722331
We are scholars.
We come from a far away land, and intend to pass through this village on our journey of enlightenment.

We give you gifts so that you may know not to fear us, or our teachings.
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Rolled 65 (1d100)

>While everyone is off on converting, Salfin plays his accodrion near the enterence, practices with it to be precise
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>>2722341
"Scholar's eh?

>He bites into the sanwhich
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>>2722350
“Scholars indeed...”

>Lyrik turns around, wearing his grand and fancy scholar robes that are dotted with many symbols.

“We seek to educate the uneducated you see?”
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>>2722350
Indeed. We travel far across the plain, helping villages such as yours which are in need.
Some face poverty and famine, for which we provide tomes on agriculture and wealth making.

Some face disease and pestilence, for which we concoct cures and educate doctors to heal.
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>>2722356
"Well, that's mighty interesting, though I'm the only literate man in the village. 'Course all the women can read, not that we have a lot of books."
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>>2722358
We have multitudes to spare.

What ails your village?

A weak harvest, spotty weather forecasting, lack of medicine?
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>>2722362
"Hm... well... I suppose there ain't enough hands to work the fields nowadays. All the strapping you men and boys got carted off to the PDF. Well, most of them."
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>>2722374
Yes, it does oft happen that villages such as yours are restricted by the imperium, but it is no real concern.

Those who pursue knowledge will find ways to thrive even in the most hostile of enviroments.

>he takes out a book on crop cycles, and another on weather patterns.

If you increase the fruitfulness of your farms, you can make up for the shortfall in those who work them.
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>>2722386
“Hmm... I don’t know how we could increase the fruitfulness any more; we already use those new fangled fertilizers the occupiers brought in.”

>He leafs through the book
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>>2722400
By predicting weather patterns my friend.
If you know when rain or snow or drought or flood might strike, you can prevent too many losses
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>>2722434
“Hmm... well, that’d b useful, but not too much for the crops. Can’t really up and move ‘em if they’re already planted, can ya?”
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>>2722339
>The villagers talk to each other hurriedly

“Leave this place foul beast!”
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>>2722447
"No, i save you."
>Blech
"You get sick if you don't let me save you."
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>>2722450
“It would be you making us sick you bastard creature of man and fly!”
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Rolled 34 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2722445
I have seen people use this knowledge for a range of activities.

Some saw floor rains coming to sweep away their crops, and quickly harvested them before they could be snatched by the weather.

Others, with forewarning of a drought to come in many months time constructed a well to keep them alive through the changing seasons.

Knowledge you see, is incredibly valuable, it can be used to further interests even when it might seem useless.

I can offer you this, and so much more.
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>>2722452
"Yeh, i make youz sick already."
>Spits in the well
"Now i save youz, from sick."
>Blech
"Praise Father and he save youz."
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>>2722453
“Wait, so’re you talking about reading the clouds and feeling the winds and inferring the weather, or such stuff as clairvoyance?”
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>>2722459
Not clairvoyance, it’s science, much like the fertilisers.

It is knowledge gained from study of temperature of moisture, more than clouds and stars.

Clairvoyance is beyond the abilities of a mere book such as this.

You seem interested, or perhaps concerned about this.
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Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>2722459
“It is so much more. Don’t you see? Such knowledge will allow your village to thrive. Your children can run along on full stomachs, and your crops will be high quality. Your doctors will be able to administer the best medicine within these lands. Your people will never be sick again. Why are we doing this? It is simply because we see the needs of villages like yours and wish to bestow prosperity among all. Surely this is enough for you and your people?”
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>>2722456
“Jimms, go to the truck and drive it to that base. I think this thing is something we can’t handle on our own.”

“But the occupiers!”

“Well this thing is occupying even worse.”

“Good point.”

>A villager scurries off
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>>2722474
>>2722475
“Heh, that’s certainly a more hopeful vision for the future than I’ve had in a long time. Can you tell me more?”
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>>2722486
>Plaguegryn sighs, he has failed Father once more
>He stops trying to contain the cacophony of disease inside him and unleashes it on the populace, and runs down the villager fleeing
>Perhaps he will do better next time
>Blech
"PRAISE FATHER OR DIE!"
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>>2722490
The knowledge we have compiled over the years is a veritable library.
There is much to tell.

But no matter how much we can tell you, eventually time will pass, and new generations will forget the lessons.

What we can do, is teach you how to learn. To seek knowledge from the father of wisdom. The method of studying reality that leads to new innovation.
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Rolled 18 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2722492
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>>2722486
NOOOHHHHH!!!!
>The rusted bells on his staff go wild, and his tentacles start spasming violently, whne he get there is another question for another time though
THIS IS MY VILLAGE, MINE
>BLEEEECK
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Rolled 44 + 25 (1d50 + 25)

>>2722534
>The fleeing man is cut down, cut in half in fact, and the villagers are covered in virulent plague bearing fluid

>Withij minutes they are crying messes, blood and pus seeping from ever orifice.

>Rolling for percentage of villagers that die without giving in to Nurgle
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>>2722542
>The survivors total about 30 men, women, and children are counted.

>They all bear great big smiles, freed from their suffering.

>Additionally, there is a small handful of poxwalkers.
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>>2722556
>He starts laughing manically, his voice has an ethereal echo, he is normally happy and jolly, but today he is ecstatic.
My son, you have served me well yet again, im so proud of you!!
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>>2722504
“Well, that’s certainly good sounding. To tell you the truth everyone ‘round here’s either an idiot or a woman. Some learnin’ innovation could be just what we need!”
>>
>A man, drabbed in a bloody and cut up scion uniform, the medals and adornments removed, sleaves cut off. A chainblade hanging on his belt and a mohawk on is head. One of the Slayers higher ups if they had any formal ranking system
>He nails a parchment to a post by the regiment barracks lines that reads as follows
"
Any and all worshippers of the Blood God, and Exclusively the Blood God, are to report the Slayer camp on the lower levels of the caves.
If you dont know where that is, your too dumb so stop reading
There you will be measured up and selected to become a Slayer in training
In order to pass inspection you must
Know how to operate a chainblade including assembly and sacred rites of the machine spirit
Have killed atleast 8 men with something other than a gun or a bomb
Be strong enough to bench press atleast your own body weight
If you dont know who the Slayers are, your too dumb so dont bother
-Sparax Florius, Captain of the Slayers.
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>>2722578
Indeed, I thought that it could help.

Say, would you be interested in an arrangement?

Say I and a few other scholars set up a small place of learning here, a library of sorts, to help educate?

You have been hospitable hosts so far, and to construct a temple of learning would benefit us both immensely.
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>>2722590
“Really? All the way out here? That’d be wonderful!”
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> after moving into their new accommodations Jaan and some of his men gather up supplies and head out to the village they were to be responsible for Enlightening
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>>2722595
>A mix of former partisans and original regiment Slaaneshis accompany him. It takes about a day, but soon you approach the village
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>>2722593
“We possess the tools needed to do so. All we need is approval from your village chief or elders. We like to respect the boundaries of others you see.”
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>>2722593
>he chuckles.

Indeed, I think it would be quite good.

We have been struggling to find somewhere to buy supplies for a fair while.

I think this calls for a little celebration. Anyone for a drink?
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>>2722597
“I’m the mayor! And I approve!”
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>>2722596
> the original regiment slaaneshi, jaan and Burnhilde stay at the edge of the forest while the les corrupted looking partisans make introductions and do basic preparations for the rest of them to introduce themselves
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>>2722599
>Lyrik raises a glass filled with a blue liquid drink, unknown to the villagers.

“Exemplary. How about a toast to our new-found friends here? To prosperity!”
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>>2722597
>The villagers have no drinks, so they just kind of wave
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>>2722626
>>2722622
>after the merriment and revelry, O7 and his cohorts return to the mountain keep to report their success to Alpharius and to gather equipment and building materials
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>>2722629
>Meeting the Tzeentchians at the gate to the camp
"So, it went well then?"
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>>2722615
>The largely unmutated partisans are greeted fondly
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>>2722629
>As he nears the cave he sees salfrin playing an accordion
Hello there 7, how did converting go?
You will not believe how dull it is in here
>>
Rolled 90 + 15 (1d100 + 15)

>>2722632
> after some talking the partisans wave to the forest and the others approach

> Jaan introduce himself and attempt to smooth over any initial distrust generated by his enhanced appearance hiding his wings behind his back
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>>2722636

Brunhilde meanwhile simply stays in the back somewhat, listening to what Jaan was saying to the people of the village and trying not to be seen at all.
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>>2722636
>Despite your changes, the people still recognize you as a hero of the revolution
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>>2722631
It did.
We are setting up a temple to Tzeench for educate the villagers.
>>2722634
It went perfectly. They suspect nothing.
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>>2722641
How many souls are in there?
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>>2722638
we are here to spread said revolution and would be happy to set up a garrison here as well as a trading post

> he smiles

the grate prince have told me about our destiny together and our time of hiding in the forests is soon to be over and then i would like to honour you with being the first settlement liberated from the imperial oppressors
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>>2722641
"Surprising, those [i]mongrels[/i] are interested in learning?"
"Will wonders never cease."

>>2722643
"Didn't see you there, names Barloras."
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>>2722645
Salfrin, my speciality is hiding
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>>2722644
“We’s Be happy to, but who is this great prince?”
>>
>>2722643
About 60 or so.
>>2722645
They are indeed. Slowly the craving for more knowledge will consume them, it always does, in time
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>>2722645
“The human mind is always ravenous for knowledge and education. It was extremely easy. It shows how easy exploitable the uneducated are.”

>Lyrik grins, his pearly white teeth visible beneath his moon-mask

“Give the people what they need and they will follow you. Diplomacy is a deadly weapon, one which tzeentch can use.”
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>>2722654
>>2722653
"Thats what the last cult said too."
"Til a bloodthirsty tide of Khornates swept their knowledge into oblivion."
>He coughs
"Perhaps you should keep a closer eye on your 'allies' eh?"
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>>2722653
Knowledge and hope for better future is what fuels you god is it not?
>>2722657
Conflict between groups is inevitable
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>>2722654
so the quest for knowlege is known among even you meatbags
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>>2722652
the one who brought me here to you

the prince has given me the will to fight on, it is a entity beyond our imagination and it has promised us liberation from the imperial butchers

> he smiles

with it on our side we cant lose
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>>2722660
"Indeed, perhaps it is to be encouraged, no?"
>His voice deepens for a moment
"Perhaps even forced."
"Ah but hypothetical musings have no practical usage."
>>2722653
"In any case, what knowledge do you offer these farmers?"
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>>2722670
Gods are in conflict with each other since the beggining of all, in fact I'm pretty sure that such discord annoys Alpharius
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>>2722660
Indeed.
Also scheming and deceit. So I was probably lying to you.
>>2722657
I assure you, we won’t let that happen.
>>2722670
Oh, that’s not important. Some shit about meteorology. We’ll corrupt them over time
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>>2722676
Never truly trust a tzeenchian, I know it from...experience
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>>2722676
>>2722674
"Then he is a fool isn't he?"
"The four encourage discord amongst their followers, such is Chaos."

>>2722676
"Tossing them scraps of enlightenment from the table of knowledge eh?"
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>>2722682
Essentially, yes.
>>2722679
Oh? Elaborate.
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>>2722684
"Whilst i 'worship' the four equally, Tzeentch, aside from him being a massive dick and fucking me over twenty four seven. Is the one that terrifies me the least."
"So i generally hang around their camps because holy shit Nurglites are filthy."
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>>2722682
That is true, chaos is anarchy and discord, self defeating force if no one else intervenes
>>2722684
Been in one cult, been in another, all of them had the same end so I decided to join the outcast
>He says as he plays his instrument
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>>2722686
The chaos so chaotic it’s chaos against chaos itself.
Edgy.
>>2722685
Understandable. Of the four we are the most likely to simply ignore you. By which I mean you won’t really notice the games we play.
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>>2722701
Its a paradox, yes, a contradiction, which is why I worship a god of contradictions
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>>2722704
>Coughs
"That makes no sense."
"At all."
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>>2722707
Exactly
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>>2722669
"So uh... we're not entirely sure we can trust this 'prince'. We can trust you of course, we know you, but this guy..."
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>>2722629
"Hmm... you have done well Operator 7. Continue your efforts."

>>2722654
"Hold just a moment; who are you? I have not seen you around, yet you are familiar."
>>
>Deep within the mountainside, Lyrik, still with his scholarly robes on, kneels beside an altar dedicated to tzeentch. Lyrik whispers a prayer, before the runes on his robe begin to light up in the colour of bright gold.

>Lyrik slowly rises from the ground, his body levitating gently and his robes rippling with warp energy

“My lord. Our Father who art in chaos, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, on materium as it is in immaterium”

>Runes all around the altar begin flashing bright blue, with an odd, ghostly presence clouding Lyrik’s body

“The village has been subjugated. Your word will spread. Your influence will overwhelm. It is now set in motion. Your hand guide me, my lord.”

>Warp energies begin filling into Lyrik before his body slowly began dropping towards the ground. In a moment, the runes stopped lighting up, and everything was ‘normal’ again.

>As Lyrik removed his hood, tentacles began slipping out the back of his head and began to move around, as if newly birthed.

>Lyrik could do nothing else but give a harrowing smile to himself.
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>>2722730
Affirmative, Lord Alpharius.

We shall begin constructing the temple at once.
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>>2722730
“I am the alpha and the omega.”

>Lyrik just grins to himself, nearly breaking out into a chuckle. Was he merely trying to joke, or was it to mock him? Such things are not known. As you look upon Lyrik’s pristine body, you see an eyelid opening to uncover an eye that lay upon Lyrik’s chest. This eye looks as if it isn’t starting directly into your soul.
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>>2722755
"I recommend you do not say that in my presence. You also did not answer my question."
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>>2722730
>Setting about to gather a group of around seven unaligned or undivided individuals who are trained in stealth and sabotage
>Finding himself infront of the group of soldiers under the command of Lyrik, he waits for the man to finish talking with Alpharius
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>>2722730
>O7 goes to check up on the captured slaves from the imperial outpost
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>>2722767
“What was once Lenny Morrison has now become Lyrik.”

>Lyrik’s blank eyes stare at the man’s serene turquoise armour, admiring its details and intricacies.
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>>2722771
"Hmm... what was the impetus for that change?"
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>>2722588
>The are 24 applicants, a multiple of 8! Unfortunately, one of them is a very confused nurglite.
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>>2722588
A guardsman who looked rather average for a renegade would show up at the camp with an oversized two handed chainsword in hand, most likely arriving before anyone else could show up.

The moment he got near someone in the camp, he started shouting. "Kanik, reporting. I saw the parchment! It said there would be a test, what is the test? Who's blood am I meant to spill to join the Slayers?" He seemed excited to say the least.
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>>2722818
As eager as most of you are, I have to see if your even trying to teach you.
All of you,, laying before is (insert futuristic tools) You have 60 seconds to take apart your chainblade and reassemble it. If you fail, get the fuck out.
your time starrrrrtss.....NOW
>he clicks a stop watch
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>>2722798
“The quest for knowledge and understanding. Tzeentch has gifted me a new set of eyes, able to analyse human emotion and ultimately exploit it for my own gain. Isn’t the galaxy one big free-for-all? You’d know this already surely.”
>>
Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>2722836
He attempted to quickly take apart his weapon and put it back together.
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>>2722841
"Hmm... I did not take you for a knowledge-seeker when I first took note of you. I hope that your interests shall align with my own for the duration of this organization."
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>>2722849
“My interests are the will of chaos. Interpret that as you wish.”

>Lyrik rubs his palm across the tentacles on the back of his head, which move indpendently as if they had their own consciousness.
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>>2722770
>The slaves are all chained and seated around a table in the tzeentch bar. One of the renegades is talking to them

"So basically, if you win, we free you. If you lose, you lose your soul. So, are you willing to take a chance?"
>>
>A woman wearing a mix of carapace armour and the torn dress uniform of a Lieutenant of the Imperial Guard of this world stumbles out of the woods, a maddened look in her eye.
>She is shortly followed by thirty other Guardsmen in a similar state of wear, five of them are carried on makeshift stretchers made of leaves and lasguns, they all seem to be green, barely out of training, whatever battle they escaped from must of been fierce.
>Furthermore they all seem to be in various states of malnutrition, it would seem likely that at some point in their trek they ran out of food on their way here.
>They all look around warily at the Chaos camp, even if they wanted to turn back, it would be far too late now.
>The woman in the lead calls out
"Don't shoot! We're renegades!"
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>>2722910
>The space marine strolls up, boltgun in hand.

"Renegades from the vile Imperium eh? Well then, we're always happy for new recruits; however..."

>He scans over the new arrivals

"We will need to do a bit of... processing before allow you in."
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>>2722913
>She despairs at the word 'processing'
"Angel of Death, i.. didn't know you could serve Chaos.."
>She swallows, still suffering from the trans-human dread standard humans suffer when first meeting Astartes
"I ask that you spare my men from death, and if you insist on denying this request, you allow me to administer the death blow to those who need to be removed."
>Her hands subconsciously twitch towards her gun-holster
>She kneels
"My Lord."
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>>2722919
"Good. Follow me; I will inspect your loyalties personally, my assistants will tend to your men."

>He nods to a cultist bearing his colors. The cultists rounds up some others, who round up the new arrivals

>Alpharius takes Delilah into the caves and into a room, in the center of which is what appears to be a dentist's chair

"Strip to your underclothes and sit in that."
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>>2722926
>She stares at the space above his visor
"Your will be done Angel of Death."
>She strips to her underclothes, her Carapace armour clanking on the stone floor of the cave
>She strides over to the 'dentists chair' and takes a seat, staring forward
>She mutters a phrase under her breath, not hearable to most, but easily heard by Alpharius's transhuman ears
'Needs must, i had thought that rebelling would free me of loyalty tests..'
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>>2722931
>He looks her over, and spots the Mark of Malice

"You have been cursed with a most terrible fate I'm afraid. That is the mark that the gods have placed upon those who will be plagued with poor luck, failure, and meaningless death. Through it, your existence is pariah. In a normal setting of this kind, you would quickly go mad and ostracize yourself from all social groups. However, this is not a normal setting of this kind."

>Bindings snap out of the chair and bind Delilah to it. One of Alpharius's personal assistants rolls out a technological contraption.
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>>2722931
>From a distance, Lyrik analyses the woman and her men, his deep eyes scanning their condition. They looked very desperate, something that was very easily exploitable. The question is, is Alpharius going to exploit it?

“More fodder. Excellent.”
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>>2722936
>She breaths in

"I had expected death in failure long before i received this mark, my mistake was seeking the aid of ephemeral 'Gods' instead of trusting in my own merits."

"I will not beg for mercy Angel, get on with your ministrations."

>She clenches her jaw, awaiting the torture she expects to go under
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>>2722945
“Worry not, this is not further, though the restraints may dig into your wrists somewhat. No...”

>He switches on the drive. A screen on the end of a mechanical arm extends until it is over Delilah’s head. The screen flashes to life, showing the symbol of the Alpha Legion on a black background. Classical music emits from speakers alongside a monotone voice listing off seemingly random words and numbers

“...this is insurance. I’d recommend you keep your eyes on the screen, otherwise I will have to use the clamps and clips to keep your head still and your eyes open, and we wouldn’t want that.”

>He turns off all sources of light save the screen in the room

“Hydra Dominatus.”
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>>2722981
>She watches the screen, images flashing before her eyes

>She blinks when the images fade and the screen shuts off.

"You have convinced me Lord Alpharius, my life and loyalty are yours, you are quite charismatic."

>She rubs her wrists the restraints having released

"Angel of Death, what is your will?"
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>>2722993
“Serve me loyally and without question. Earn the respect of the regiment, gain status. Protect me against threats to my life.”

>He releases her restraints

“Your first task is this: tell me of any in the group you brought with you that you feel will be disloyal, or else still have their loyalties with the Imperium and may leak information.”
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>>2722904
What’s the game men?

Still haven’t dealt with the new arrivals yet? It’s been two days.
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>>2723001
>She thinks for a moment
"Private Hess is one of the wounded, we captured trying to flee back to the Imperium, but I had assumed he was doing so out of fear, he is too much of a risk i realize now."

"Private Denin, and Private Aldin are also security risks, always had loose-lips with the upcoming orders command was handing down."

"The rest are loyal to me, and through me you, my Lord, through the bonds of lives lost or having fought with me against the Imperium. Most of them see me as a hero for my actions to save the lives of my men from Commisar Harkenal."

>She starts redressing

"I can deal with them myself Lord, just give the word and accidents will befall them."
"Unless of course you wish to deal with them yourself."
>>
Time!
>He surveys the aspirants
Wow, i knew that not many of you would become Slayers, but i expected better than this
Those of you welps got 10 seconds to get the fuck out
See if you can do that right
>he draws his chainblade
>After they get the fuck out, he clears his throat
Now for the strength test
>points to the weight set
Bench 220lbs in 3 sets of 8. You wont have a spotter so dont wait for one.
You take longer than 10 seconds on a rep and your done. Yes. even if its your last one.
Cmon chop chop!
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>>2723013
>He passes O7 a note. It reads

“Loaded dice. Even if they win, we recapture immidately. Verbal contract only specifies release, not duration of freedom.”
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>>2723028
>one by one, they all test.
>a few performed better than others but they all passed
>kanik is last up
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>>2723026
“They will be turned into servitors. The tech priests have been requesting them.”
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>>2723042
"Understood Lord, i will have Denin and Aldin arrested for trying to deliver spy information gathered by Hess and delivered to the tech-priests post-haste."

>She forms the Imperial Aquila

"Hydra Dominatus."

>She exits the cave with new purpose in her step

>Anyone watching her from a distance can see two privates yelling as they are quickly knocked out and arrested by the others, there is no doubt in their eyes, only contempt for these traitors, along with those two a man in a stretcher is delivered to the tech-priests to be converted into servitors

>The general consensus in her men gathered from eavesdropping on their conversations around a makeshift mess-hall
"How dare they, we committed to Lieutenant Delilah, she actually cares for us unlike the Imperium, good riddance to the twice-damned traitors."
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>>2723028
He performed rather well at first, though he did slow down near the end. Luckily though he didn't go over the time limit. "Easily done. Now, what's next?"
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>>2723056
“Yet another pawn joins the flock. I wonder where such easily-manipulated subjects come from?”

>Lyrik shakes his head, the soft tentacles at the back of his head beginning to properly form and grow eyes and mouths.
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>>2723071
>She spins around

"I am no pawn, back mutant, i serve your lord conditionally, and i am in no mood for you to corrupt my men with lies and sorcery."

>She glares at him, but she has yet to draw a weapon
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>>2723077
“Such retaliating anger. Perhaps Khorne will be pleased. Nevertheless, from what I clearly see, you just stumbled out from the woods and practically started kissing his shoes. ‘Angel of Death’. Hah!”
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>>2723061
Now, your all official "Slayer Aspirants" now
Good job
Atleast you know your not totally worthless
Now do me a favor, look inside your head and take what youve learned about "proper chainblade technique" and forget that fucking garbage
When you were taught how to use it, they showed you how to use it like a sword
This is fucking stupid okay?
If your not a fucking weakling and can actually swing it with some force, its basically a hammer with teeth
>He hold out his chainblade sideways showing the full length of it, displaying the mark of khorne branded on it, as well as numerous scratches and tally marks on it
A sword is a weapon to be swung swiftly with precision and grace
But this fucking thing has neither of those, if youve ever used it you know it rattles and shakes in your hands, you have to keep a strong grip just to hold it!
Using this monster like a "cutting edge" will get you nowhere
By applying ample force and swinging it with just your strength, using your wrist to keep your grip and place your attack you can do alot more than just cut a nasty gash across someones face.
Time for a demonstration
Bring him in!
>The Slayers bring out a naked man, physically fit, a perfect toned muscle structure and an aquila tattood across his chest, however he is covered in brusises, cuts, one of his eyes is swelled shut, one of his arms looks like its out of place. And he cannot stand on his own.
>The men drag him in and drop him on his knees. He is too weak to do anything but kneel
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>>2723083
"That is what he is!"

"The Angels of Death! The Adeptus Astartes!"

>She sighs holding her head with her forefinger and thumb

"What backwards ass tribal are you to not even know the terminology for his kind?"
"Furthermore, even if i was kissing his shoes as you put it, why wouldn't I? He is a god damn space marine!"
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>>2723085
>he looks to the withered man
Such a shame, you had so much potential
Hold your head up and die with some dignity your worthless cunt
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>>2723095
>He hold his head up, weakly
>Its clear hes been through hell in the past few days, in constant pain and torture, the beatings seemed to never stop
>He has a cheeky smile on his face, but is missing several teeth and his lips are busted in several places
>out of breathe he mutters "Ave Imperator" as his final words
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>>2723089
“Hohohohohohohohoho... hahahahahahahaha! HAHAHAHAHAH!”

>Lyrik holds his stomach, stabilising himself so he doesn’t fall over

“My apologies for laughing at your expense, Araisal Delilah. I must say however, that you are extremely funny.”

>Lyrik’s emotion goes from laughing to serious at the flick of a metaphorical switch.

“It seems I have been proven correct.”
>>
>>2723101
Good Boy.
>He revs his chainblade and it roars, louder than a normal one, and at a higher deeper pitch as well, its clearly modified to do so
>He swings his blade with immense force at the back on Carter's head, and it busts like a melon, splattering bits of skull and liquified brain matter, and lots of blood on Sparax
>Scion Carters lifeless body falls flat on his face, blood leaking excessively
>some of the slayers get a chuckle out of it
Ya see!?
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>>2723109
"I am doing what i need to for my people."
"..And my Lord."

>Her face shadows

"Needs must."
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>>2723113
“You act out of desperateness. How exploitable.”

>Lyrik smirks under his moon-mask, which glinted in the light.

“Nevertheless, you are here to serve a purpose. It is not my position to judge such purpose.”
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>>2723120
"Purpose.."

"My will is Iron, begone madman, you cannot confuse me with your vagaries and riddles."

>Despite her words in her eyes is pain, as though she were a sea creature behind glass, and you just tapped on it
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>>2723110
Now get your blades, each of you will be assigned a Slayer mentor, you will spar under my supervision and they will teach you the teqnique after i give a lesson. if i hear any of you power it on for even a moment im killing you myself
Now listen closely you fucks im only going to go over this once!
>he gives a lesson describing how to properly swing it, swing it accurately and how you should recover after exposing yourself. He also goes into detail that the chainblade is a terror weapon and by not being as aggressive as possible you only hinder yourself
You fuckers get all that? good now line up as much space between your comrades as you can
While i personally dont give a fuck if you get hurt your useless to me if your fucking dead
Go on now we aint got all day!
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>>2723132
>The 6 line up, some calmly swing their blades from side to side and get themselves straight, some practice the technique that Sparax showed them
>6 Slayers line up to meet them, shirtless revealing perfect muscles, covered in scars and bruises
annnnd BEGIN
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>>2723128
“Like an animal, you have been cornered. You claim your will is iron, but does a person with an iron will immediately bend their knee to another, less hospitable host? Indeed I agree you had few options, but surely this one insults your own dignity?”

>Lyrik again smirks behind his mask, although this couldn’t be seen from your perspective
>>
Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2723141
>They all charge, furiously, as if they were trying to kill the aspirants, of course they refrain from their full potential, and if they land a killing blow they stop themselves
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>>2723142
"He is hospitable, he treats us like people unlike our former masters."

"Begone witch, phantasm, leave me alone."

"I will not ask again."
>>
Rolled 10 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>2723153
>They fight back as best they can, some get nasty cuts from chainblade teeth digging into their skin. They try their best not to show the pain.
>They are unfamiliar with this technique, just swinging it like a hammer? preposterous but they try their best all the same.
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>>2723155
>Lyrik says nothing more and shows no emotion. He simply turns on his heels and walks away. As he is walking away, one of the tentacles on the back of his head can be seem laughing at you, however no sound is emitted from it.
>>
Rolled 13 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>2723157
He seemed in a way familiar with this particular technique, though even if he did actually do somewhat well it was obvious that he had never been properly trained.
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>>2723180
Not too terrible, needs work. Lots of it.
Another round! Slayers, dont hold back!
>>
Rolled 14 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2723195
>Knowing that they really shouldnt kill them, but oh by Khorne's axe they wanted to. so badly
>The order to use their technique to their fullest extent got them very excited, they are much more aggressive, even more than before. Swinging wildly, though their seems to be some purpose behind it.
>>
Rolled 7 - 2 (1d20 - 2)

>>2723205
>Caught off guard by the onslaught they try their best to parry the attacks and counter, but under this pressure and still not mastered the technique, as expected some of them are struggling badly. Taking teeth cuts to the legs and arms and wrists. There is a medic on standby but this they were not told of.
>>
>Meanwhile Alpharius has been spotted being surrounded by a group of eight soldiers dressed in Turquoise robes, although the bulk of Carapace armour can be seen underneath it and a scale cloak run downs their back
>Under their hoods lie masks with a Hydra embossed on it, and psychic probes are met with a wall of Iron will, one borne only of fanaticism
>They are all armed with Khopeshs and a shield with a Hydra embossed upon it, in rich teal and gold accents
>They follow him everywhere, be it the command room or the battlefield, and they do not speak a word
>The guard changes at random times in the day where the current guard retires to their hidden barracks and they are replaced by a relief guard
>An elite force to be sure
>>
Rolled 4 - 2 (1d20 - 2)

>>2723209
He was caught off guard like the rest of the aspirants, though any attempts he could have made to defend his body from harm ended up thrown away as he started swinging wildly at his opponent, quietly chanting something under his breath as he tried to dish out more damage than the Slayer could give in a simple attempt to bring him down before he succumbed to the wounds he was taking.
>>
>One of the aspirants is hit in the left eye, busting it open and leaving a terrible scar on his forehead, he staggers back and lands on his ass, blood running down his face
>the pain is awful, he trys his best to control himself but as the shock throbs through his body he grinds his teeth, and trying not to cry. > Hes failing at it too
CEASE EVERYONE NOW!!!
> Sparax hollers at the top of his lungs, the slayers back off, the rest of the aspirants look at the man on the floor, unsure what to do
>He walks over an d grabs him by his shoulders putting him uprigh
"YOU FEEL THAT? HUH MOTHER FUCKER??"
(guy) "Aggh!!!! YES! YES FUCK I FEEL IT AGGHH!!!!"
Sparax "THATS PAIN!!!"
"PAIN IS WEAKNESS LEAVING THE BODY!
>he looks to everyone else
Remember that! thats going to be our motto around here!
>He whispers in his ear and gives him a pat on the back
"you go out the main door and to the left, theres a man there in a green jacket. Hel fix you up okay? When you get your shit sowed up come back."
>the aspirant, goes out, stumbling, trying to maintain his feet and remember what Sparax says, dripping blood as he goes
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>>2723248
>Watching him leave, he nods to the Slayer who dealt the damage.
Now, You might wonder why im not angry or forsaking that guy
Im kind of happy with him actually, he didnt back off.
Fear. Fear is a natural human emotion that is designed to act as a defense mechism in the brain.
You get scarred, which tells you to run the fuck away right?
well
Fear is humanitys greatest weakness
Fear causes us to hold back
Fear causes us to fail
Some pathetic worms get so fucking scarred that they stop dead in their tracks and it gets them killed!
>deep breath
Perhaps thats for the better....
ANYWAY
Fear is also our greatest weapon, if we can harass it other humans will be helpless against us.
Their are many ways to cause fear, your chainblade already does that for you, as ive explained before
Let me explain
>He lectures on the art of using someones fear against them, how to pick up on it in the heat of battle, how to play on it. And how to react if someone truly, truly has no fear.
You fuckers get all that?
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>>2723302
>He had been grumbling quietly during the entire lecture, taking quick glances at the Slayer he had been fighting.
>Once it was over he nodded
"Yeah, yeah, I get it, I'm sure these other idiots get it as well. I think it would be better to actually try this stuff out on an enemy instead of having you explain for another hour though, seeing as how we could be using this time to actually get shit done for Khorne."
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>>2723423
So glad of you to speak about the Blood God, shit head.
The Blood God offers many boons. An anchor for our anger, bloodlust and general hatred for everything that isnt dead or soon to be so
All well and good.
But have to looked around the regiment? you see those dumb fucks in the robes with the markings on their skin and the prayers n what not
Fuck those guys
yes
were blood thirsty killers, but if you revere Khorne beyond something to give your skulls to then your fucking retarded
Because no matter how much you offer, how much you reveere and praise him just like me he does not give a FLYING FUCK about you
>other slayers nod in agreement
If your shit your gonna die. Khorne's not gonna care, and neither is anyone in this room
Kill a man, take his head and move on.
You kill a man and do it well Khorne will notice trust me.
But beyond that your prayers and pleas for boons will fall on deaf ears.
And the reason im lecturing you, right after a fight is because we have stop, Alot.
We hate it. So much
i hate it so much
but when the fight is done and we await new orders we need to stop.
And wait.
Imagine killing 19 people all by yourself then just STOP.
Its unbearable. Thats the kind of pain thats in your blood man
>he bites his lip, angered by just thinking about the feeling of being denied more blood after fighting for hours and hours
But its getting late, go out and around the corner on the right, man in the green jacket. hel patch you up good. Be back here at 8:am standard terran tomorrow.
Dismissed
>All of the slayers go back to their quarters, the dead scion is still laying on the floor
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>>2722727
its one the good of our ancestors before the old gods became dominant there were other goods and the prince was one of them

recently the prince have shown me our destiny as a people to rise up and liberate this world from the imperial oppressors and bring in a new golden age for our people

I believe the prince can be trusted like our ancestors did. Do you trust me?
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>>2723155
>Masked figure looks over
Would you looks at that, another group of the damned, who's your master? The Brass Hound? Serpent Prince? Lord of Flies? Or is it the Bird of Fate? Or do you venetrate all of them?
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>>2723889
"None, i do not worship them."
>She glares
"And they cursed me for that."
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>>2723903
Cursed with what exactly? You seem to be sane and not mutated
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Rolled 5 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>2723056
>Seeing the to be servitors entering his workshop
FINALY I get some support from the higher ups.
>He starts converting one of the healthier ones into a servitor the rest are put in a dog kennel in the back of the workshop
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>>2723904
"The mark of malice has been placed upon me."
"Were it not for my loyalty to this new regiment, the madness it causes would have overwhelmed me already."
"I am doomed to a slow painful, and irrelevant death because of this thing."
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>>2723910
Ahhh Malice, the Outcast God, seems like you cought his attention
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>>2723912
"Yeah well, he's a cunt."
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>>2723915
That is correct, he hates all of his followers, forced or otherwise
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>>2723916
"Well i hate him, so alls fair, except of course i can't punish him for his insolence or anything, so you know its not."
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>>2723917
Hate him too, which is why I follow him, were a rarity, there's only 3 other people in this regiment who worship him
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>>2723918
"Good, he doesn't deserve any worship, none of them do."
"Our glorious leader on the other hand.."
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>>2723921
An astartes who claims to be Emperors son, quite common in his legion from what I heard, nothing that out of the ordinary if you ask me.
I'll stick with Malice, his goals align perfectly with mine
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>>2723923
"That is where we must agree to disagree."
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>>2723926
Such is the way of things
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>>2723690
"Uh... yes."
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>>2724004
then why should you not trust the Prince?
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>>2724005
"Uh... I guess you're right. Tell us more."
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>>2723908
>The servitor is... not good. Not good at all. It barely functions and its leaking fluids
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Rolled 92 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>2724007
Go to that corner and Power down
>points at a corner
now for the other one.
>Takes out the wounded one and converts him into a servitor
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>>2724006
the Prince is a gracious and delightful entity with Powers beyond our imagination

it values the pleasurable and good things in Life and has promised to help us attain our freedom from the imperial oppressors

its a patron of many Crafts valuing perfection in ones work be it Carpenter, artist, farmer, administrator, Soldier or leader and all other Crafts and professions. as it wants everyone to be the best they can be at what they are doing

and all it wants in return for helping you is your admiration and that you do your part and become as good as possible at your craft or profession and enjoy all there is to Life while doing so
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>>2724012
"Hmm... well if you say they're good, they DO sound better than the capricious squirrel god that steals all the nuts."
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>>2724011
>This servitor turns out much better: it is not leaking, and is incredibly stable
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>>2723033
Interesting.

As fun as that sounds, we have a job to do.
Stage one of the village plot has been accomplished with flying colours.

We’ll need to begin construction as discussed previously.
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>>2724015
>he smiles

So? What will you do?
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>>2724028
"Uh... what should we do?"
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>>2724017
good start cleaning program 1
now for the last one
>He converts the last one into a servitor
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Rolled 56 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>2724034
(roll)
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>>2724029
will you accept the Prince and let us build our outpost here in your lovely Town?
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>>2724036
"Yes, we will! For the rebellion, for the planet!"

"Oh, and also for the prince."
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>>2724045
thank you

> soon they start to unload the supplies they took with them its mostly different medical supplies and Tools but also a number of idols and other more religiously oriented items
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>>2724056
> after unloading the supplies 10 partisans and 4 regiment slaaneshi stay behind helping in the construction and then manning the outpost the rest return to base
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>it still prowls the woods in the surrounding area, feeding on wild animals and the odd hunter or lost man
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>>2724068
>Despite his beastly rampages, The Thing that was Flagg has seemed to attract a following. A small group of mutated animals follows at a distance behind him
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>>2724035
>Very decent servitor, though its eyes seem to stare at you. Maybe it's just your imagination... right?
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>>2724034
>He walks in with a brisk pace
Whos in charge of requests here?
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>>2724126
good activate maintenance protocol 2
>>2724137
that would be me.
>an auger mechatendrite looks at him
what do you want follower of the blood god
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>>2724160
A few things
One, can you maintain carapace armor?
two, can you convert a chainsword into a chain axe.
And three, i need transport soon. i need it to be fast, like a modified truck
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>>2724067

On the way back, Brunhilde being curious about what Jaan had said, would have gone up to him and said "Hey, master? Would you be so kind as to tell me about the Prince you where talking about in the Village? They seem nice from what you said but I would like to know more."
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>The enslaved sister of battle lays curled up in the corner of O7's slave quarters, mumbling to herself

"Why... why wouldn't she end us?"

"Hypocrisy, that's why. Were she fully to Chaos, she would have done it for the fun. Were she fully to the Emperor, she would have done it because she thought it was the right thing to do."

"Why would you want us to end? We love us."

"I don't! This is horrible! My life is terrible! Every day my hope for salvation seems to just slip farther away!"

"Then why don't you just... give it up?"

"W-what?"

"Give up hope for salvation, give up hope in the Emperor. Accept our life here. You will be happier for it."

"But the Emp-"

"THE EMPEROR LEFT US!"

"He allowed us to be captured!"

"He allowed the person who tired to rescue us to be enslaved!"

"He allowed us to be tortured, though personally I enjoyed that part~."

"You... no, we are right."

"He only accepted our service, and never brought us salvation. I... he will not come to rescue us. There is no saving us from this place."

"And now... we can all learn to love ourself."

>Catalina falls to a dreamless sleep
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>>2724191
yes sweetie the Prince of pleasure slaanesh...

> he turns to her

you have not yet been properly introduced to them have you?

the prince is mine and hopefully soon your God. they are a generous deity who unlike the other ones only demand that you make the most of your life.

Slaanesh is the good of pleasure, perfection and execs. when you feel pleasure it pleases slaanesh.
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>>2724168
>turns to fully face him
I will take those Points in turn
one yes I can maintain carapace armour why wouldn’t I it is not too hard.
two I can most probably make a chain axe depending on what specifications you have
and for the third one I can most probably do it with Little to no problem depending on what the commander says about it. but as long as he don’t intervene then yes I can construct a fast transport with minimal armour if that is your preference.
>looks at him for a moment
Servitor 2 bring be item JP 001
>The servitor brings the jump pack he constructed earlier
Would you by chance be able to test this for me as I do not know its capabilities and power and I need someone to test those for me so I can make some adjustments so if you want you can borrow this as a part of the deal for these item if you don’t want this to go thru the papers and requisition forms.
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>>2724209

"Not really, I think the old commander told me of them once before but I don't really recall what he said. But, this god... they only wish for their followers to enjoy life to the fullest? Is that how you worship them? Because if so, I like that...Perfection is something I would like in flying and whittling, pleasure, well, anything enjoyable can be considered pleasurable, right? And excess...if it's an excess of pleasure and perfection...all of this sounds almost too good too be true...but if it is, I think I'll join you in worship, master..." she would quietly laugh at herself, thinking of how she thought that those neverborn where hallucinations a while ago when she first came here and her belief that gods didn't exist. The dreams, the neverborn, even the mutations that people where getting here...all of it was proof, and she was going to start worshipping what was the best god of all, if what Jaan said was true, but she trusted him... What reason would he have to lie to her?
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>>2724254
> he smiles wide

i am really proud and happy for you sweetie. This must be a big step for you, and i would be happy to do it with you I’m not planning on doing anything else.

Did you prepare my rooms as im going to get a bed to sleep in finally
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>>2724275

"I wouldn't say it's that big of a step, but I'm glad I've made you proud of me. As for preparation of your room, I did a little bit when I was taking everything to your new room, but I believe it could probably be better. I do hope you'll be able to enjoy having a proper bed, though I'm sure you will, after all they are nice and comfortable. I presume the first thing you'll do when you get back is have a nice nap or relax on it, right?"
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>>2724318
yes i will be delightful to get a proper bed. i would not have to sleep on a bench.

> he scratches her between the ears hard while smiling at her

now a question for you. where would you want to sleep. in your masters bed or in the slave quarters with Bob?
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>>2724217
>He presents his modified chainsword
Will this meet the specs? also, see the engine in it? ive modified the fuel intake so it consumes more fuel and burns hotter, as a result it have a distinct sound and the gyros move slightly faster
If we can keep it that way or improve upon it i will be grateful
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>>2724360

"I don't mind so long as it's comfortable, though if we had Catalina I would chose the slave quarters. I'm happy for you though, master, since you have not been able to sleep someplace proper for a while, have you? I hope that the bed you got is only made out of the finest materials and is of the greatest quality, the kind of bed one might fall asleep moments after resting on." She would say, slightly more comfortable from the scratching.
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Rolled 45 + 11 (1d100 + 11)

>>2724367
>takes hold of it analysing it
you chose you weapon well servant of the blood god its machine spirit is hungry for blood as I can se you are to.
I will se what I cant do
>Cogran tries to convert the chainsword into a chainaxe
I must ask do you have anyone that could test the jump pack for me that wont smash it apart for fun or whatever you people do to damage you guns all the time
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>>2724382
The Slayers are few in number, One Slayer is worth five men. I cant risk it, sorry
Hows it coming along with the axe?
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>>2724380
you still want to be with her? that i can accept but try not to anger seven to much sweetie i would not want to punish you.

i made sure the bed was the best quality they could supply. no sweetie i have not been able to sleep in a proper bed for a long time
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>>2724404

"Yes, I would very much so love for such a thing. Most of the time she is on my mind, either in the back of my thoughts or the main thing I'm thinking about...However, I'm leaving her be for the time being, she wished for time to think, and I couldn't deny her wish, not in the state she currently is in...I hope she's okay..." Brunhilde goes quiet for a bit before speaking up again, Catalina still clearly in her mind. "I'm glad you got the best bed you could, it simply wouldn't do to get something bad now would it?"
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>>2724430
yes anything else than the best possible is not enough.

i would love to have her you know. but i don’t think seven would give her to me

and what would you love for sweetie

> he smile revealing the fangs

oh I’m torn do i want to kiss you or do i want you active?
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>pllffttt!
>blech!!
Minions! get to work on a pox throne! dismantle your homes and build a temple to Nurgle!!!
>pllleftc
>BLECK
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Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>2724452
>They take time to dismantle their shacks and petty houses under the orders of their new master, and as the day goes on, they tirelessly work to building a temple to the plague God, with a fetid throne inside for Barabass to rest his tentacles on
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>>2724446

"You could ask? I'm sure you could make a trade with him if you where willing, that or you could just take her from him, or just take him as your own property and by extension Catalina...What do you mean what would I love for? If you mean what I would love to have, well, you already know...It would be truly wonderful" Brunhilde would say, seeming to stop paying any attention to the world for a minute before snapping out of it, but not letting go of her thoughts...
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>>2724467
you said you would very much love that i wondered what you would love.

and i don’t think Lord alpharius would appreciate me taking seven as a slave. next time i meet him ill talk to him about Catalina

> they approach the base
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>>2724022
>The cultists sighs
“Fine boss, I’ll put in the requisition forms. A weird guy is selling us the materials on the cheap, fellow worshippers of the Weaver of Fate too.”
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>>2724482
Odd.
Who is it?
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>>2724382
>You’ve made a functional chai axe; it isn’t particularly better


>>2724486
“Some weird talking gentleman. We’ve only talked over vox.”
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>>2724401
you make a bold statement but that I can con confirm or deny as I have not seen you before now.
>>2724503
you chain axe should be done now. it is nothing special as far as I can tell
Servitor 2 do cleaning program 4
>the servitor starts cleaning his workbench.
now for that truck I will se what I can do but I might need some more information on how you want it before starting.
and also do you have any useful scrap that you can give me.
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>>2724479

"Oh, you mean what I love about Catalina? Do I really have to describe it to you? I would have thought it was obvious...Where to start? Oh I know, her soft and pristine white hair..." Brunhilde would then go on a long detailed and more than slightly embellished description of Catalina's looks and her personality that probably would creep a normal person out. Although near the end of her little rant she would say "Though I'm worried about her, she seems fractured, confused, and conflicted inside...I can only hope that she changes, and becomes a bit like herself once again, of course, without returning to her emperor and perhaps even learning the wonders of the Prince, of course." She would pause for a moment before realizing she didn't respond to the second part of what Jaan said. "Oh, right...As for Alpharious, maybe you could talk to him about it. In fact, maybe you could even give him directly to Alpharious so he wont have an issue. After all, I'm sure he is skilled at making people loyal, at least through fear if anything else if what happened to Catalina is enough to go by."
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>>2724503
I’ll deal with this later.

Allright men, come along. Let’s start building the temple.
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>>2724527
>The accolytes go off with materials and begin construction
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>>2724507
I will take my request to Alpharius, as i need his permission to do what i need them for anyways
And thank you for the modification
>He revs the chain axe and is very satisfied
How does its machine spirit feel about this? It wont sass me will it?
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>>2724537
>upon the front of the temple/library is the symbol of Tzeench, above the doorframe

>the structure is one of the largest in the small village, and constructed far finer and sturdier than the relatively primitive housing near by it.

>inside lay hundreds upon hundreds of tomes, ranging from the practical to the philosophical to the downright existential.

>Tomes of tzeenchian knowledge are placed randomly about, almost tempting people to read them and uncover unrealised truths
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>>2724516
now now you are getting really worked up about this sweetie. we are soon home then we can have some fun.

> he looks at her slightly irritated

she is a pleasurable sight yes having her would be something yes. ill ask the follower of the trickster for her next time we speak and i don’t think alpharius would like me going around enslaving servants of other goods he seems to like keeping some sort of balance
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>>2724541
No it is still as hungry for blood so I suggest you use it as lubricant not that I need to tell you that
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>>2724549
>The literate villagers are quick to flock into the library. This is actually a fairly large portion of the village, since it’s as the Old Man said; most of the women can read, and most of the able bodied men of the village were carted off by the Imperium. Those that can’t read are awkwardly standing outside the library
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>>2724550

"Right...Right...I haven't done anything in a while...yes, that's probably it...I just need something to relax and let out all my stress...Thank you though, even if you cant get her I still appreciate you trying for me, master. I do hope however you succeed, of course." She seems quite happy, if a bit distracted by all of this.
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>>2724556
servitor 1 do cleaning protocol 3
>Cogran leaves his workshop it inspect the bases defences
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>>2724549
“Excellent work, Operator 7. You have certainly proven yourself very capable. A good example to set to the brute servants of the other gods. They can certainly learn a thing or two about diplomacy.”
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>>2724578
> they return to the base and Jaan starts to inspect Burnhilds furniture arrangement while they assemble the bed in the bed room

i see you know the desk is in the wrong position but that can be fixed later

> walks into the slave quarters where Bob is sleeping and throws him some dried meat before leaving quite happy with the arrangement of the room

so you want me to kiss you or you want to be active? this is your first time worshiping the prince so i want it to be special for you
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>>2724598
“Ah, Cogran. I was meaning to ask you a favour. You see, I wish to infuse my sword with Tzeentchian warpfire. Simply as a means of defence of course.”
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>>2724606

When Jaan mentions the desk being in the wrong position, Brunhilde frowns before saying "Sorry master, I thought that was an okay position..." Brunhilde then just waited for Jaan to be done with the slave, which didn't really take long "Oh, uhm...Whatever you feel is best, master. Do whatever you would like, I trust your judgement and that you will make this as special as possible."
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>>2724556
Duely noted. I must go now,
Farewell enginseer
>Leaves inspecting his axe as he goes
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>>2724610
I will se what I con do. I sadly do not have that much experience dealing with daemons or the forces of the empyrian so you will have to fill me in on that part but I think I know how to do the rest
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>>2724631
> the carpenters leave the bedchamber having finished the bed

> Jaan walks into the bedchamber a quite big room with a spacious bed in the middle and furs covering the floor

sweetie i have still not been able to get my jacket fixed can you help me out of it
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Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>2724640
“Such knowledge can be bestowed upon you.”

>Lyrik’s palm touches Cogran’s head, and immediately a blue aura starts rippling at the point of contact. Cogran begins to feel a harrowing surge of knowledge being bestowed upon him.

>Rolling for effectiveness
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>>2724654

Brunhilde would look at the bed quietly and then as the carpenters leave. After which she would do as Jaan requested "Okay, I can. It shouldn't be too hard can it?" She would have tried her best to work with Jaan and get the jacket off, despite the wings he got from mutation.
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>>2724655
>A cricking can he heard from his head for several seconds as he just stands there.
I must thank you Lyrik you have bestowed me with a wonderful gift and I will do all I can to repay it.
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>>2724570
>he smiles at his work from underneath his heavy robes
This should be good.

>>2724604
Quite.
My methods of intrigue flow quite well.
That’s why I make the plans.
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>>2724672
thank you so much for taking that of sweetie

> he grabs her and gives her a kiss

i have wanted to do that for to long

> fade to black...
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>>2724700
“Do not worry. I wish you bestow warpfire upon my blade. Could that be done?”
>>2724715
“Indeed you are a formidable planner. I commend you on your smart endeavours.”
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>>2724732
that was fun was it not?

> Jaan is on his back in his new bed burnhilde on one of his wings
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>>2724780
with your gift I think that is possible Lyrik and I will do what I can. but you might have to help as I am not a psycher.
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>>2724820
If memory serves I believe he wishes a daemon to be bound to the weapon. This would require the use of a summoning ritual
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>>2724824
I know this seven and with that I need help from a psycher
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>>2724861
Actually, you don’t. If you perform the ritual correctly you need use no psychic abilities whatsoever
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>he enters
My lord Alphairus!!!
Ive heard that the other leaders have been granted holds to conquer throughout the region, i can use one such village or town or whatever as a recruitment pool for the slayers if you allowed me to conquer it
And if you do, Cogran has agreed to modify a transport truck to suit my needs.
What say you?
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>>2724993
>Alpharius looks up from his charts

“Yes to both things. The followers of each god were assigned a village to convert. Yours is right here.”

>He points to it on his map
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>>2725061
Good. Back to the shop i go then
>he leaves
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>A young boy in oversized guard gear climbs out of the most hold port-loo the penal legion was supplied with at the start of the offensive
>has no idea what's going on
>begins wandering base
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"H-Hello? where's the Captain-man gone?"
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>>2725117
>Cloaked and masked figure starts following him
>>2725120
Who knows, likely dead given where you are currently
>>
>begins looking round frantically for someone he knows
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>panickedly begins shouting
"Mr Iveris sir? What happened? did i miss the fighting again?"
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>>2725135
Shut up! Some of us are trying to sleep
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B-but what happened? I got stuck in the toilet again...
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>>2725151
I'm not sure how you got into this cave, so I guess you were kidnapped
>Cloaked figure approaches him closer
Welcome recruit
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>>2725163
Hi! Do you know where the Commander is? I think I missed the fight again
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>>2725178
Hmm...commander, you need Alpharius, I'm sure he'll find a use for you
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>>2725194
Alfa Reese? Who's he?
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