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Steknavich "See, human? Here come the angels to carry you back to the Emperor. Let us show them that the skies belong to us!" Once more the Veteran gives full power to his jump pack. Steknavich powers forward into the Seraphim, his sword pulsing with malevolence within. Every swing lights up their white armor with a deadly red glow. Initiative: 2#1d10+3 6 10 = Initiative 10 Charge attack vs 95: 1d100 31 = 7 DoS/+2d10 Raptor damage Focus Power IP reroll: 1d100 80 = failed by 1, no force damage Damage: 1d10+2d10+16 37 37 damage, probably only 1 mag damage after armor/TB pre:WS BS S T Ag Int Per WP Fel Inf 55 36 63 42 36 35 42 49 43 42 Wounds: 16/16 IP: 2/4 Armour: 9 Head, 11 Body, 9 Arms, 9 Legs (+4 AP cover to all locations) Field: 50/1 Dodge: 46 Parry: 75 Best Demon Plasma Pistol Pistol 30m S/2/- 1d10+13E Pen 11 Clip N/A N/A Maximal, Mutating, Overheats Legion Bolter Basic 100m S/3/- 1d10+9X Pen 4 Clip 24/24 Half Tearing Legion Bolt Pistol Pistol 30m S/2/- 1d10+9X Pen 4 Clip 8/8 Half Tearing Force Sword Melee N/A S/-/- 1d10+16R Pen 6 N/A N/A Balanced, Force Vicissitude fucked around with this message at 18:13 on Feb 16, 2016 |
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Brother Morbos Morbos observed the functioning wheel quietly. It's repairs probably had more to do with the ancient mechanisms hidden inside it than Morbos' ineffectual spit-n-shine but it was working again and that was the only thing that mattered. The boom of shells impacting the church shook the plague marine from his daze once more. Morbos had seen enough battle to know that ground assault would follow soon. - Morbos revs his engine in preparation for the attack to begin. As the rest of the group opens fire, he slams the accelerator to full, sending the bike charging towards the enemies. Initiative: 1d10+3 12 Hit & Run (Tome of Blood page 47) against one of the engines that hasn't exploded yet, then use the movement to get into melee with the sisters, assuming I understood the rules and charge ranges right. pre:Wounds: 23/23 AP: 10 body / 8 rest Infernal Star: Protection 50 Overload 1-5 WS BS S T Ag Int Per WP Fel 56 41 53[73] 70 22 31 36 52 36 Skills: Awareness+10, Dodge Talents: Ambidextrous, Blind Fighting, Bulging Biceps, Fearless, Iron Jaw, Hardy, Heightened Senses (Hearing, Sight), Hip Shooting, Nerves of Steel, Quick Draw, Rapid Reload, Resistance (Cold, Heat, Poison), Sure Strike, Thunder Charge, True Grit Gifts/mutations/traits Unnatural Strength x4 Unnatural Toughness x4 Unnatural Weapon Skill x1 Regeneration(1) Amphibious, Wings, Daemon Organ(WS) Armor and gear: Legion Power Armor [10 body / 8 rest] Power Source, Autosenses, Enchanced Ceramite Horns (can't be parried on charge) Legion Combat Bike -Tactical Speed: 10/20/30/60 -Structural Integrity: 15 Armor: 14 -Integral Weapon (Legion Plasma Gun: Basic; 100m; S/2/-; Dam 1d10+12 E; Pen 10; Clip 30; Reload 5 Full; Maximal Overheats) -Slash and Run: deal extra 1d10+4 R to the targets of Hit & Run action Weapons Power Fist (Melee; 2d10* E; Pen 9; Power Field, Unwieldy) -Doubles user's Strength Bonus for damage -Best Quality, +10 WS, +1 Damage -Cursed Metal, if used in combat, roll Toughness Test after combat, suffer 1 wound ignoring Armor and TB on failure
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At the sight of the Seraphim, the one who would've been a part of their ranks gets a running start before launching into the sky, the exhaust from her pack trailing behind her like the tail of a comet. She blazes through the grouping of seraphim from below, surprising them as she slashes wildly with her daemonic blade, severing the fuel cable on one of the sister's packs; the woman shrieks as she soars off and explodes, leaving Khairi to juke about to keep an advantageous position. Beneath her, the terminator Iro had begun his lumbering charge before the engines even appeared over the horizon, and he lunges forward, slamming into one of the engines with all of his might. His lightning claws flash and spark as he strikes against the hull of the walker, smashing it inwards with his brute strength and cracking the armor in multiple directions. In the church, Tabitha continues to take cover; she feels her own safety is best so she can mend the wounded. As Morbos revs up his bike and starts to peel off, he feels a weight on his shoulders and looks up; the Khorne berserker, Hotbrute, has launched himself to perch upon the Plague Marine during his charge, his chainsword held aloft. As the biker draws nearer, Hotbrute once more launches into the air, and the plague marine lashes his fist out, crushing the knee joint on the walker with one solid blow. Doomslobber lands on the walker, running forward a few paces before launching himself into the air once more, cackling manically. Cyrus takes aim and simply shoots one of the pilots of the penitent engines clean through the head, stopping the machine in its tracks; Blackstar does similar, smashing the pilot clean out of its restraints from the explosive force of his weapon. Steknavich, not wanting to be outdone by a mere human, hurtles through the air after Khairi, his force sword blaring as he cleaves through the seraphim with practiced ease; some scatter to avoid him, but he is able to extend his blade's stroke psychically and send several spiraling to the ground. Below, Hotbrute ands in the midst of the Sisters of Battle and screams out for Khorne, spinning in place with his sword extended out, carving through the sisters with terrible ease, blood spattering against his armor and shards of bone plinking off of his helmet. The sorcerer hurls a bolt of scintillating colors that slams clean through the leg of one of the walkers, the vehicle falling forward and crushing its pilot, like the other machines that have fallen down. Finally, the daemon engine screeches in an arcane, profane language and lumbers forward, its hands blazing with warpfire; it hurtles bolts of the unholy energy into the gathered sisters, all the while spraying its flamer every direction it can turn and firing its demolisher cannon into the midst of them. Once on the front lines, it begins picking the sisters up and hurling them like a petulant child with its toys, laughing darkly as it does. In the face of the horrific engine, the sisters falter and turn tail, screaming to regroup and get reinforcements better suited to handle the beast; many simply fall to the ground, dead from fright at the sight of the horrific engine. The seraphim above have yet to notice the engine, and only one engine continues to stand and function on the field. poo poo guys INITIATIVE 17 Khairi 15 Iro 14 Tabitha 13 Seraphim A 29/30 12 Morbos 11 Cyrus 10 Seraphim B 27/30 10 Blackstar 10 Steknavich 10 Hotbrute 10 Penitent Engine 2/35 SI 7 Imach 4 Daemon Engine 17 Khairi - One magntitude off Seraphim A 15 Iro - 33 damage and reduces front armor by 3 14 Tabitha - COVER 12 Morbos - 29 damage, ZH knocks the loving engine over 11 Cyrus - kills pilot 10 Blackstar - 23 damage, 8 pen, blast 4 to engine 2 10 Steknavich - 3 magnitude damage (flying, in melee) 10 Hotbrute - 4 magnitude damage (in melee) 7Imach - destroys leg on engine and effectively finishes it 4 Daemon Engine - fuckin' just runs at the sisters of battle and goes apeshit with its many hands, 15 magnitutde damage, AND SCARES THEM OFF WITH FEAR 4 loving HELL Seraphim A - 29/30 Seraphim B - 27/30 Penitent Engine I - 2/35 SI , 22/20/20 armor Penitent Engine II - dead pilot, 23/35 SI, 25/20/20 armor, fallen over Penitent Engine III - dead pilot, 35/35 SI, 25/20/20 armor Pentient Engine IV - dead pilot, 29/35 SI, 25/20/20 armor Pentient Engine V - leg blow off, falls over, dead pilot Sisters of Battle - FLED 178 on shock table for the sisters, THEY AIN'T COMIN' BACK John Dyne fucked around with this message at 04:39 on Feb 17, 2016 |
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Iro Yonn "Yes! Run! Run you miserable weaklings! Your dead god cannot save you now!" Almost as an afterthought, Iro reaches out and slides a claw into the hole he already punched in the teetering penitent engine, then whips it out to one side, tearing it apart and sending it toppling to the ground. From there, he glances up at the circling Seraphim and frowns. If they didn't land they were utterly out of his reach. Perhaps he'd see about finding some kind of ranged weapon to mount on his armor. 2 Standard Attacks vs 90 (50 +10 Best +30 Size +10 Standard Attack -10 Two-Weapon): 34 96 I'm not even gonna roll damage, it's dead no matter what. Even before bonus DoS I'm dealing a guaranteed 26 damage to 14 armor between the claw's Pen and Damage, 15 SB, and Proven. From here I guess I'll, uh, start pulling parts off the penitent engine to throw them at the Seraphim. Or I'll walk over to the pews and start chucking those, idk. pre:WS BS S T Agi Int Per WP Fel 50 40 42(152) 42(82) 50(30) 32 51 47 52 Wounds: 17/17 IP:4/4 Initiative: 1d10+5 Movement: 8/16/48/
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Steknavich "Ha! See how well they fight once their wings are clipped!" Completely ignoring the irony that the same would happen to him if he were to have his pack damaged, Steknavich continues to slash at the winged Brides of the Emperor. Attack Seraphim A vs 91: 1d100 26 = 7 DoS Damage Seraphim A: 1d10+16 17  Should still be enough to bypass armor and TBFocus Power vs 69: 1d100 54 = 2 DoS/+2d10 force damage. Force Damage: 2d10 17 Total of 34 damage against the horde. pre:WS BS S T Ag Int Per WP Fel Inf 55 36 63 42 36 35 42 49 43 42 Wounds: 16/16 IP: 2/4 Armour: 9 Head, 11 Body, 9 Arms, 9 Legs (+4 AP cover to all locations) Field: 50/1 Dodge: 46 Parry: 75 Best Demon Plasma Pistol Pistol 30m S/2/- 1d10+13E Pen 11 Clip N/A N/A Maximal, Mutating, Overheats Legion Bolter Basic 100m S/3/- 1d10+9X Pen 4 Clip 24/24 Half Tearing Legion Bolt Pistol Pistol 30m S/2/- 1d10+9X Pen 4 Clip 8/8 Half Tearing Force Sword Melee N/A S/-/- 1d10+16R Pen 6 N/A N/A Balanced, Force
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 Cyrus the Virus Cyrus Taunts the Seraphim as he opens fire on them "WELCOME TO THE ETERNAL WAR SISTERS! WAS IT EVERYTHING YOU DREAMED OF IN YOUR PITIFUL MONASTERY?" Half Action to Aim Half Action to Semi Auto Burst. Base BS 49 + 10 (Aim)+ 20 (Bloodlust) + 20 (Legacy of Slaughter) + 10 (Horde Size)=109 TN. TL BONUS set to additional hit Shot: 1d100 39 7 DoS=4 Hits + 1 (TL) Damage: 2#2d10k1+15 24 22 Damage: 3#2d10k1+15 25 25 23 pre:Primary Combat Block: WS BS S T Ag Int Per WP Fel 42 49 42[62] 90 40[30] 40 39[59] 46 37 Wounds: 23/23 Infamy: 3/4 Initiative: 1d10+4 Half Move: 5 Full Move: 10 Charge: 15 Run: 30 SB: 10 TB: 13 Armour: 12/10 [Body/Rest] FF: 30 (Daemon Weapon) Awareness: 49[69] (Auspex/Heightened Senses [Hearing/Sight]) Dodge: 30 Hideous Resilience: 80 Intimidate: 72[75] (Armour) Medicae: 60 Parry: 52 Weapons: (Currently selected weapons are in BOLD) Death's Advance 80m S/4/- 1d10+15[17]X Pen: 6 Clip: 30/32 Rld: Full Special: Legacy of Slaughter, Razor Sharp, Reliable, Tearing, Twin-Linked Blight Grenade 30m S/-/- 2d10+2E Pen 0 Ammo: 3/3 Special: Blast (6), Toxic (2) Legion Krak Grenade 30m S/-/- 2d10+10X Pen 6 Ammo: 2/2 Daemonic Plague Knife 1d10+13R Pen: 5 Special: Concussive (1), Felling (4), Toxic (1) Legion Combat Knife 1d10+10R Pen: 2 Noteworthy Wargear: Daemonic Plague Knife Binding Strength 1 Bile-Quenched: Targets wounded by this weapon can only perform a half-action next turn. Impervious: Has a force field rating of 30. "Deaths Advance" Legion Combi-Bolter Legacy of Slaughter Bellicose Pattern Ability 1: Overkill: Full IB bonus to damage. May spend an IP to increase bonus to 1.5 IB for duration of a single encounter. Ability 2: Bloodlust: +20 BS on uninjured targets. Ability 3: Shattering: Adds Razor Sharp quality. Icon of Seeping Decay: All characters aligned to Nurgle within 4m count AB as 1 higher and may make a Difficult (-10) Toughness test at the start of each of their turns to remove 1 level of fatigue. All other characters within that area count their Agility Bonus as 1 lower (to a minimum of 1) and must pass a Challenging (+0) Willpower Test at the start of each of their turns or gain 1 level of fatigue. Special Abilities: Abominable Physiology: The numerous parasites and virulent diseases that eat away at a Plague Marine’s armour and liquefy his diseased flesh also make him unnaturally resistant to harm. A Plague Marine never suffers Damage or other negative effects from Diseases, poisons, or the Toxic Quality unless he chooses to suffer these effects (although he can still be infected by Diseases as normal, and can spread them to others). Hideous Resilience: Plague Marines have been known to walk unflinching through terrible fire and shrug off mighty blows that would cleave other Space Marines in twain. As a Reaction, a Plague Marine may make a Difficult (–10) Toughness Test. If he succeeds, he reduces the Damage from the next hit he suffers before the beginning of his next Turn by 1 per Degree of Success he scores on the Test. If he reduces the Damage to 0 this way, he gains the Fear (1) Trait to the foe whose attack he so easily withstood. Infectious Miasma: Plague Marines are revolting testaments to the horrific bounties that await those who embrace the Lord of Decay, their bodies dripping with foul pestilences and contagions that hinder their opponents in combat. A Plague Marine may spend an Infamy point to release the swarms of bloat-flies, corpse-gases, and other vile contagions housed within his bloated frame. For the next 1d5+1 Rounds, at the start of the Plague Marine’s Turn, each other character within 10 metres of the Plague Marine suffers a single hit for 1d10 Energy Damage with the Toxic Quality, ignoring armour that is not environmentally sealed. Noteworthy CSM Implants Noteworthy Traits Noteworthy Talents Viva Miriya fucked around with this message at 12:48 on Mar 3, 2016 |
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After Iro's attack, there are no engines left; only the Seraphim.
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John Dyne posted:After Iro's attack, there are no engines left; only the Seraphim. Edited. RIP 6 Magnitude off a Seraphim squad then.
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Tabitha "tabby" Smythe, Hospitallier of the Order of the Cleansing Water Tabby peaks her head above cover just long enough to see that all the engines were dead and all that was left were a few Seraphim. Oh what a surprise, the genetically engineered killing machines augmented by the power of unknowable eldrich gods can kill a lot of stuff and scare off mortals. Seeing none of the warband injured, she goes back to defensive cowering. Tabby is hiding behind cover and doing defensive stance in for the two reactions. pre:WS: 34 BS: 33 S: 31 T: 49 Agi: 33 WP: 39 Wounds: 13/13 Inf: 3/4 AP: 5 Arms, body, legs Ini: 1d10+7 move: HM:3 FM:6 run:18 Charge: 9 Dodge 33, Parry: 34 (44 w/ tines 39 w/ plague claw) Good Refractor field Rating: 30 overload 1-5 Total Medicae skill:129: 64int+30skill+5blade tines+20medikit+10 master chiurgen Weapons: Good craftsman auto pistol: R:30 RoF s/-/6 Dam 1d10+2I Pen: 0 clp: 12/18 rld: full Spcl: reliable Power blade: Dam 1d10+6E Pen: 5 Spcl: power field Best quality blade tines: Dam 1d5+6E Pen: 2 Spcl: tearing, toxic (0), +10 to WS tests Good quality plague claw: Dam 1d10+2I Pen: 2 Spcl: Decay (3), tearing +5 ws tests Decay(x): whenever target suffers critical damage, including ZH, must pass toughness test with -10 Times X or die outright. Combat Talents/traits: Stuff of nightmares: Immune to a lot of poo poo Wretched Tally: Immune to more stuff, mostly nurgle related Unnatural Toughness (1) Flyer (6) Furious assault: can make extra attack w/ all out attack Hardy: always light wounded Lightning reflexes: roll Ini twice, take best Paranoia: Additional +2 on ini Quick Draw: draw and ready weapons with free action Resistance (Fear, poisons, psychic powers) Sure strike: -10 on called shots Unshakable will: Reroll willpower tests for fear
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If by some miracle both Seraphim squads are still up when Imach comes around, it'll be a PR 7 (by way of Incantation) doombolt on the strongest squad: BI doombolt PR 7 vs 126: 1d100 18 that's 10 dos, so 6 1d10+7 pen 8 hits.
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Khairi Fall-From-Grace Incredible destruction unravels below, but Khairi only has eyes for each Seraphim she targets with Cacophony. She wasn't out to kill every single one of them, but if that was the only option to survive then so be it. "It doesn't have to be this way, open your eyes!" Jump Pack charging to keep zooming around in the air killing things Flying Charge Attack: 2#1d100 85 or 45 vs 105 Weapon Skill (55 WS +30 Charge +10 Standard Attack +30(?) Magnitude-20 Flying) pre:WS BS S T Ag Int Per WP Fel Inf 55 37 51 41 52 28 29 37 51 42 Wounds: 11/11 IP: 3/4 Init: 12 Armour: 8 All Dodge: 72 Parry: 55 Cacophony Daemonic Chain Greatsword > (2d10+5 R) (6 Pen) (Tearing, Unbalanced) (16kg) > (Glittering - Evasion -10) (Shrieking - Concussive 2) (Willpower 30) (Binding 1) Notable Combat Modifiers: Berserk Charge > Charge bonus improved by +10 Blademaster > Reroll one missed attack per round with a bladed weapon Double Team > +10 Weapon Skill when outnumbering opponent, +20 if ally has Double Team Flesh Render > Add 2 dice to melee Tearing weapon damage rolls, discard lowest 2 (instead of 1) Hard Target > –20 penalty to Ballistic Skill Tests made to hit when Running or Charging Raptor > +1d10 Damage on Jump Pack Charge attack for every 2 DoS, up to 2d10 Quick and the Dead > +2 on initiative rolls Adroit > Add 1 DoS to Weapon Skill successes Magnificent Horns > Charges cannot be Parried
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 Brother Morbos Morbos banked hard to side and let his bike slide to halt. The daemon engine had done a fine job both sending the enemy squad running and cutting off the most direct route of chasing them. Not that it mattered much, chasing down retreating sisters through alleys would have been a tedious task with little reward, especially with the daemon attacking any remaining ones. The shouts from others reminded him that there was still enemies in the air. While he could have left his bike behind and charged skywards, it didn't seem like worth the effort. The rest of the group should be more than capable of dealing with the threat. Besides, it would have meant having to leave the bike behind. Murmuring quietly to himself, Morbos reached down and grabbed hold of a corpse left behind by the daemon engine. While the living were no issue, there was still plenty of work to be done with the dead. Morbos is going to ignore the sky combat unless more enemies appear, they land near him or the group actually starts having problems with them. Meanwhile he'll slowly try to improve the fungi shui of the battlefield by dragging corses around.
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Two more Seraphim are disemboweled by Khairi's blade, sent spiraling to the ground as they no longer control their jump packs; below, Iro slams his claws into the front of the engine before him, ripping away the plating holding the pilot in place and tearing the felon free, killing both the machine and its pilot in one gruesome move. The airborne sisters finally realize what they are up against as the daemon engine shrieks upwards at them, and they begin to beat a hasty retreat, disengaging from the ex-Sororitas and the chaos marine, as black stormclouds swell overhead. Unfortunately for the fleeing sisters, Callum's screaming incantations reach a crescendo, and the clouds overhead burst forth with tremendous peals of thunder and ridiculous amounts of lightning, a storm fueled entirely by the sundering of the warp nearby. Bolts of lightning in scintillating colors strike the sisters in turn, outright destroying them or rapidly mutating them into horrific chaos spawns at the worst; most fall from the sky, gurgling, before striking the ground dead.  Inside, Tabitha sees that Callum himself has been overwhelmed by the energies he has drawn forth, his body contorted as he hovers in the middle of the air, laughing manically as lightning strikes through the hole in the ceiling and bursts against the invisible barrier surrounding him, arcing off to strike pews and the walls around him. The sorcerer strains to lift his head, his eyes bulging and bloody, and a rictus grin on his face. He screams out in triumph, his lips barely able to move around his grinding teeth. "YESSSSSSSSSSS! I FEEL THE POWER! IT IS COMING TO ME NOW, AND IT IS MINE ALL MINE!!" Outside, the air has taken a green tint to it as the unholy storm continues to rain destruction on the surrounding city. Out from above the clouds comes a Thunderhawk transport, flames trailing from it as the warp lightning repeatedly strikes it and rips off sheets of its armor plating. It strikes the ground and continues forward, kicking up a trench of asphalt before coming to a smoking stop. Nothing seems to come from within the transport, and not a moment later the cathedral explodes. Chunks of masonry hurls through the air with horrible speed, striking the penitent engines and sending them tumbling away, and Iro watches as the pulpit whizzes through the air past him, engulfed in green flames, and strikes the side of the Thunderhawk hard enough to put a massive dent in it. The entirety of the church's exterior is now gone, while most of the interior remains where it was; Tabitha is, in fact, unharmed, if not completely horrified by what she was just involved in. The book that Callum had demanded hovers in front of him, striking him with the same warp energies as the lightning above. And then, it simply stops. Callum drops to the ground, landing in a crouch, smoke trailing from his convulsing body, and the book falls to the floor with a hollow thud. The storm clouds stay overhead, rumbling ominously, and only Tabitha can hear the sorcerer's labored breathing and coughing. He lifts his head to look at her, his eyes burned clear from their sockets, but an insane grin is on the man's face. His voice is a strained hiss, but filled with joy. "It's doooooone. The ritual is doooooone. I have called the power and it has answered, and it has come. IT. HAS. COME!" He pushes himself to his feet unsteadily with his final words, laughing once again as he stands on shaky legs. Dead silence fills the air. The ritual has been completed. Callum's fists are raised to the sky, and he laughs until he simply teeters over backwards, unable to muster the strength to hold himself up. He lands, his limbs splayed, still laughing weakly as he stares blindly up at the sky. "It is doooooone..."
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Cyrus the Virus "Grandfather Nurgle, give me my old voice again for just this hour. Entropy and decay consumes this universe but for one hour, grant me a voice fit to appreciate its beauty while it lasts. For the destruction before me is so marvelous, so powerful, I would cry if I still had the ability." A long time ago, Cyrus had a beautiful voice and was adored amongst the remembrancers of the Great Crusade. As he tries to sing, though monstrously deformed in the physical, his voice more than makes up for it as he sings to the scenery of warp spawned lightning strikes and thunder. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MlzZ3vuDbf8 Viva Miriya fucked around with this message at 19:57 on Feb 20, 2016 |
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Imach the Editor This time, Imach doesn't even bother readjusting his spell. He'll only hit empty space, after all. That, or corpses being ravaged by quite a lot of power. Too much for Callum, clearly. "What, exactly is done? What have you accomplished, brother? I see no apotheosis, no great engine of war lashed to your will. You flesh is broken and burned for a storm and petty vandalism." Can Imach Psyniscience or otherwise sense something going on besides our boss burning his own eyes out? pre:Combat Block: WS BS S T AG INT PER WP FEL 42 34 56(9) 41(8) 35 41 35 81(11) 39 Force Sword Melee 1d10+18E Pen 8 - Balanced, Force Legion Bolt Pistol Pistol 30m S/2/– 1d10+9X Pen 4 8 Full Tearing (with inferno bolts)Pistol 30m S/2/– 1d10+9X Pen 4 8 Full Blast (2), Warp Weapon Flamer Arm Arm 10m S/-/- 1d10+7E Pen 0 - - Spray, Tainted, Warp Weapon Base Focus Power Test: 81+30(PR)+10(Focus)=121 vs WP 36+30+10=76 vs CRP Wind of Chaos: PR*5 m Cone, 2d10+CRP+PR E, Felling 2, Tainted, Spray, Flame, Warp Weapon Bolt of Change: PR*10 m PRd10 Pen 9, Felling (PR) Doombolt: PR*20 m Semi-Auto, 1d10+PR Pen 8 Initiative: 1d10+3 AP 10 Chest, 8 All, Force Field 54 (PR*9, overloads on 1-PR) IP: 2/4 Wounds: 17/17 Dodge 35
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Khairi Fall-From-Grace Khairi glances back at the shattered cathedral, then focuses on the Thunderhawk as it plows into the ground. As far as she knows, only Space Marines use them, as well as perhaps Inquisitorial retinues and the occasional Rogue Trader looking for a collector's item. She jets over and lands on the pilot canopy with a thunk, peering down into the cockpit.
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Imach turns his mind's eye to the warp, to see what exactly Callum had done. All around him, the border between reality and the immaterium is weakened and thin, and vague horrors press against the very fabric separating the two realms, straining it and screaming for the sorcerer's soul; whether they mean for Callum or for Imach, the Editor is unsure. But whatever immense power that Callum had called upon, he had only been a conduit for it; the power has seeped into the very earth itself, but is rapidly draining into something, or someone, else. Callum himself seems to have had almost all of his psychic might drained from him; he is a shadow of the sorcerer he once was. This is cause for alarm. The ritual itself should have been enough might to level the better part of the continent, but it was simply.. vanishing. And to so easily strip of an ancient sorcerer such as Callum of his powers? Callum groans as he tries to sit up, and then realizes he no longer has the book. He panics, feeling around him blindly for the tome. If he realizes that he is powerless, it does not show; he only wishes the tome, which Imach sees by his feet. Bending down to pick it up, the Editor begins flipping through the book for the rite that Callum had performed. The language is oddly familiar for the Editor; he had seen it before in snippets and samples in other eldritch tomes, but it had not been translated. It typically had been seen alongside ancient lore regarding the Eldar and their darker cousins, but it had been so long ago and so little seen that Imach struggled with the context. Regardless, either something had gone wrong with the ritual, either due to outside interference or Callum's own ineptitude, or the ritual was not what the Black Sorcerer had thought it to be. Imach was more than familiar with the fates of other would-be sorcerer kings who had mistranslated a tome and committed themselves to the wrong ritual. It would have been amusing, if Imach himself wasn't thrust into the heart of an Imperial Saint's birthworld covered from shore to shore with guardsmen, sisters, and likely a handful of Astartes. Khairi lands atop the Thunderhawk and peers inside, though the window is charred beyond relief. Something from within strikes the window twice, and then she hears, very faintly, the low whine of a plasma gun being charged..
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Cyrus the Virus "In the thunderhawk? I'm on my way." Cyrus says as he finishes singing and gets back to the Eternal War, running full speed to the Thunderhawk. "HELLO BROTHERS! WELCOME TO YOUR DOOM!" Cyrus screams out, forgoing all subtlely on his approach as he runs to get to a firing position on the Thunderhawk. Run 30 metres a turn. pre:Primary Combat Block: WS BS S T Ag Int Per WP Fel 42 49 42[62] 90 40[30] 40 39[59] 46 37 Wounds: 23/23 Infamy: 3/4 Initiative: 1d10+4 Half Move: 5 Full Move: 10 Charge: 15 Run: 30 SB: 10 TB: 13 Armour: 12/10 [Body/Rest] FF: 30 (Daemon Weapon) Awareness: 49[69] (Auspex/Heightened Senses [Hearing/Sight]) Dodge: 30 Hideous Resilience: 80 Intimidate: 72[75] (Armour) Medicae: 60 Parry: 52 Weapons: (Currently selected weapons are in BOLD) Death's Advance 80m S/4/- 1d10+15[17]X Pen: 6 Clip: 30/32 Rld: Full Special: Legacy of Slaughter, Razor Sharp, Reliable, Tearing, Twin-Linked Blight Grenade 30m S/-/- 2d10+2E Pen 0 Ammo: 3/3 Special: Blast (6), Toxic (2) Legion Krak Grenade 30m S/-/- 2d10+10X Pen 6 Ammo: 2/2 Daemonic Plague Knife 1d10+13R Pen: 5 Special: Concussive (1), Felling (4), Toxic (1) Legion Combat Knife 1d10+10R Pen: 2 Noteworthy Wargear: Daemonic Plague Knife Binding Strength 1 Bile-Quenched: Targets wounded by this weapon can only perform a half-action next turn. Impervious: Has a force field rating of 30. "Deaths Advance" Legion Combi-Bolter Legacy of Slaughter Bellicose Pattern Ability 1: Overkill: Full IB bonus to damage. May spend an IP to increase bonus to 1.5 IB for duration of a single encounter. Ability 2: Bloodlust: +20 BS on uninjured targets. Ability 3: Shattering: Adds Razor Sharp quality. Icon of Seeping Decay: All characters aligned to Nurgle within 4m count AB as 1 higher and may make a Difficult (-10) Toughness test at the start of each of their turns to remove 1 level of fatigue. All other characters within that area count their Agility Bonus as 1 lower (to a minimum of 1) and must pass a Challenging (+0) Willpower Test at the start of each of their turns or gain 1 level of fatigue. Special Abilities: Abominable Physiology: The numerous parasites and virulent diseases that eat away at a Plague Marine’s armour and liquefy his diseased flesh also make him unnaturally resistant to harm. A Plague Marine never suffers Damage or other negative effects from Diseases, poisons, or the Toxic Quality unless he chooses to suffer these effects (although he can still be infected by Diseases as normal, and can spread them to others). Hideous Resilience: Plague Marines have been known to walk unflinching through terrible fire and shrug off mighty blows that would cleave other Space Marines in twain. As a Reaction, a Plague Marine may make a Difficult (–10) Toughness Test. If he succeeds, he reduces the Damage from the next hit he suffers before the beginning of his next Turn by 1 per Degree of Success he scores on the Test. If he reduces the Damage to 0 this way, he gains the Fear (1) Trait to the foe whose attack he so easily withstood. Infectious Miasma: Plague Marines are revolting testaments to the horrific bounties that await those who embrace the Lord of Decay, their bodies dripping with foul pestilences and contagions that hinder their opponents in combat. A Plague Marine may spend an Infamy point to release the swarms of bloat-flies, corpse-gases, and other vile contagions housed within his bloated frame. For the next 1d5+1 Rounds, at the start of the Plague Marine’s Turn, each other character within 10 metres of the Plague Marine suffers a single hit for 1d10 Energy Damage with the Toxic Quality, ignoring armour that is not environmentally sealed. Noteworthy CSM Implants Noteworthy Traits Noteworthy Talents Viva Miriya fucked around with this message at 12:48 on Mar 3, 2016 |
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Imach the Editor So. He was right, and the tome was a trap. And the trap's maker, the architect of this fate, was not someone Imach needed to meet. He would need the others if he was to escape this planet alive. "Callum's ignorance has consumed him. The ritual should have burned half this world, but the power isn't here. Nor is his. It may be an Eldar trap, or older. I don't know, and I'm not certain I want to." Pausing only to secure the tome, the sorcerer leaves Callum to his fate and rushes towards the downed transport. "We need to deal with the local Chapter representatives quickly and secure transport off-world. If my worst suspicions are true, it would not be healthy to stay here. If they are not, the Imperials will bury us under their bodies." "Mighty engine of change! The Corpse-God's finest servants await you!" Imach is kind of making GBS threads his metal pants and voxing doom and gloom while he runs for the thunderhawk. He's also telling the daemon engine to butcher those space marines. \/\/toughness vs 41: 1d100 53 welp pre:Combat Block: WS BS S T AG INT PER WP FEL 42 34 56(9) 41(8) 35 41 35 81(11) 39 Force Sword Melee 1d10+18E Pen 8 - Balanced, Force Legion Bolt Pistol Pistol 30m S/2/– 1d10+9X Pen 4 8 Full Tearing (with inferno bolts)Pistol 30m S/2/– 1d10+9X Pen 4 8 Full Blast (2), Warp Weapon Flamer Arm Arm 10m S/-/- 1d10+7E Pen 0 - - Spray, Tainted, Warp Weapon Base Focus Power Test: 81+30(PR)+10(Focus)=121 vs WP 36+30+10=76 vs CRP Wind of Chaos: PR*5 m Cone, 2d10+CRP+PR E, Felling 2, Tainted, Spray, Flame, Warp Weapon Bolt of Change: PR*10 m PRd10 Pen 9, Felling (PR) Doombolt: PR*20 m Semi-Auto, 1d10+PR Pen 8 Initiative: 1d10+3 AP 10 Chest, 8 All, Force Field 54 (PR*9, overloads on 1-PR) IP: 2/4 Wounds: 17/17 Dodge 35 wiegieman fucked around with this message at 07:56 on Feb 21, 2016 |
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Khairi Fall-From-Grace On the top/rear of the Thunderhawk. "This Thunderhawk may be our best chance of escaping, should it still be functional. Try not to break it in half." Skellybones fucked around with this message at 06:10 on Feb 21, 2016 |
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Iro Yonn Iro shakes his head, briefly considers putting Callum down for good, and thinks better of it. One way or the other he wouldn't live for long. With the cathedral annihilated and the newly arrived Astartes about to meet their end, the Imperials would have no more reason to exercise any restraint. Odds are they'd simply drop Earthshakers on this ruin until they were satisfied that nothing remained. Assuming that whatever Callum had unleashed didn't kill them all first. Turning from Callum, Iro begins stomping his way out of the cathedral, building up speed to charge the first Astartes foolish enough to emerge. Yep, heading for the Thunderhawk as quickly as possible. vvvv Toughness vs 42 18, no sound can stop this pain train. pre:WS BS S T Agi Int Per WP Fel 50 40 42(152) 42(82) 50(30) 32 51 47 52 Wounds: 17/17 IP:4/4 Initiative: 1d10+5 Movement: 8/16/48/ Dachshundofdoom fucked around with this message at 07:36 on Feb 21, 2016 |
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Steknavich "Regroup! Prepare to storm the ship!" With Astartes inbound, it's best to summon more protection. Steknavich reaches deeply into the warp to gather the energy to wrap around his armor. The air shrieks and reality bleeds but he manages to contain the power. Hopefully everyone else can withstand the power as well. Pushing my powers to manifest TK Shield at PR 7 Push TK Shield vs 93: 1d100 88 Psychic Phenomenon: 1d100+10 60 Everyone make a +0 Toughness test or be deafened for 1d10 rounds!  Toughness vs 42: 1d100 4 Well, I'm fine. Do Auto-Senses protect against deafness? pre:WS BS S T Ag Int Per WP Fel Inf 55 36 63 42 36 35 42 49 43 42 Wounds: 16/16 IP: 2/4 Armour: 9 Head, 11 Body, 9 Arms, 9 Legs (+7 AP cover to all locations) Field: 50/1 Dodge: 46 Parry: 75 Best Demon Plasma Pistol Pistol 30m S/2/- 1d10+13E Pen 11 Clip N/A N/A Maximal, Mutating, Overheats Legion Bolter Basic 100m S/3/- 1d10+9X Pen 4 Clip 24/24 Half Tearing Legion Bolt Pistol Pistol 30m S/2/- 1d10+9X Pen 4 Clip 8/8 Half Tearing Force Sword Melee N/A S/-/- 1d10+16R Pen 6 N/A N/A Balanced, Force Vicissitude fucked around with this message at 11:22 on Feb 22, 2016 |
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Brother Morbos Morbos lowered his hand, having raised it to shield his eyes from the warp-infused lightning and observed the remains of the cathedral. While too far to hear the sorcerer's words, his actions make it clear that he considered the ritual a success, despite no apparent visible effect. The book really had been too easy to find. Getting away from the cathedral would be the priority now. Even the lackeys of the Imperium would have figured out what was going on in the place by now and the reprisal, while predictable, would be brutal. Taking a moment longer to listen to Imach's yelling, the plague marine turns towards the downed Thunderhawk and accelerates.
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Tabitha "tabby" Smythe, Hospitallier of the Order of the Cleansing Water Tabbitha was never much into the sorcery part of Chaos, so she didn't really understand the ritual that Callum had initiated, nor did she really understand the cryptic messages Imach The Editor was spewing; sorcerers could never say anything plainly. What she did understand was human, and meta-human, physiology. To the extent she could diagnose what was wrong with Callum, and heal him, at least she'll have done what she was hired for. Okay, my overall positive modifier to medicae for Diagnose is 75 though I know +60 is the max, so I will be testing at a 127 to Diagnose Callum, assuming some of his weakness is physical, and it isn't all psychic. pre:WS: 34 BS: 33 S: 31 T: 49 Agi: 33 WP: 39 Wounds: 13/13 Inf: 3/4 AP: 5 Arms, body, legs Ini: 1d10+7 move: HM:3 FM:6 run:18 Charge: 9 Dodge 33, Parry: 34 (44 w/ tines 39 w/ plague claw) Good Refractor field Rating: 30 overload 1-5 Total Medicae skill:127: 64int+30skill+5blade tines+20medikit+10 master chiurgen (total modifier is +65) Weapons: Good craftsman auto pistol: R:30 RoF s/-/6 Dam 1d10+2I Pen: 0 clp: 12/18 rld: full Spcl: reliable Power blade: Dam 1d10+6E Pen: 5 Spcl: power field Best quality blade tines: Dam 1d5+6E Pen: 2 Spcl: tearing, toxic (0), +10 to WS tests Good quality plague claw: Dam 1d10+2I Pen: 2 Spcl: Decay (3), tearing +5 ws tests Decay(x): whenever target suffers critical damage, including ZH, must pass toughness test with -10 Times X or die outright. Combat Talents/traits: Stuff of nightmares: Immune to a lot of poo poo Wretched Tally: Immune to more stuff, mostly nurgle related Unnatural Toughness (1) Flyer (6) Furious assault: can make extra attack w/ all out attack Hardy: always light wounded Lightning reflexes: roll Ini twice, take best Paranoia: Additional +2 on ini Quick Draw: draw and ready weapons with free action Resistance (Fear, poisons, psychic powers) Sure strike: -10 on called shots Unshakable will: Reroll willpower tests for fear
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Hotbrute slid the last body off his greatsword, letting it fall to the ground with a wet thud. He revved the motor a few times, spraying a thick mist of blood everywhere, only adding to the gore that surrounded him. Chunks of unidentifiable organs clung to the teeth of his chain weapon. Bone splinters stuck to his armor, held in place by the slowly-cooling blood that covered his frame. He wiped down his front with his free hand, smearing the coagulated remains, and removed the bulk of it with a flick of his wrist. Glancing up from the cathedral-turned-abattoir, Hotbrute spotted the warp-scorched sorcerer who had hired them, bumbling about blindly as he searched for his precious book. There had been a lot of noise, whole sheets of arcane lightning, and a tremendous explosion, though if it came from the wizard or the ship that had bulldozed its way into the building, Hotbrute wasn't sure. He hadn't paid a lot of attention to the ritual before, and wasn't really concerned about what had happened to the wizard in the slightest. The thing that was occupying most of his attention now was the fact that all of his (immediate) enemies were dead or had run away, and he was still standing. That meant it was time to move on. The bloody berserker began to trod towards the fallen ship. He was looking forward to meeting whatever was inside. No, kill. He was looking forward to killing whatever was inside. He was looking forward to sawing them into a pulp and laughing. Yes, that's what he meant.
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With a brilliant flash and an explosion, the front windshield of the Thunderhawk is blown out, with Khairi shielding herself carefully from the plasma backsplash and the molten debris. A moment later, emerging from the smoking ruin of the cockpit with a shimmering field about her, is a face familiar to the warband. She had initially been a contact to gather reagents and information regarding the ritual Callum had been intent upon performing, as the old sorcerer had given the band free reign to deal with whomever they felt would aide them best. Danica had been an amazing asset and help to the sorcerer's campaign, and it was through her that they had found the old Tau archive that had lead to the planet holding the book. Until Callum finally met her, recognized her, and nearly died by her hands. As it turned out, Danica was an Inquisitor of the Ordo Xenos, and had been learning all she could of the ritual and of its originator; the woman knew of Callum personally, and had almost shoved a melta gun down the sorcerer's throat. She had escaped, narrowly, but had not appeared for some time. Now, she stands on the nose of the thunderhawk, cursing and trying to get her bearings. When she spies Imach she freezes, before turning to notice Khairi. "poo poo." She stands still, keeping her hands slightly raised, palms out. "So, I assume this warp storm is Callum's fault." She seems to be mostly addressing Imach, though she glances up, seeing Tabitha tending to Callum in the cathedral. "Is that him, then? Burned out by his idiotic pursuit of immortality or whatever it was? If I'd thought he'd pull it off, I wouldn't have waited to get so close to him. poo poo!" She stomps in frustration, half-turning but keeping her hands in plain sight. "You do know that, when I say 'warp storm', I don't just mean this." She gestures to the clouds above, still rumbling with purple lightning. "No, the entire planet has been enshrouded. There is no telepathic communication in or out of the system, and nothing can launch off of this planet. Your idiot lord there has trapped us here." She looks back at Imach and finally notices the tome, her eyebrows raising. "So that's it, then? What did he do, exactly? Do you know? Can you read it?" Meanwhile, in the church, Tabitha tends to Callum as best as she can; the man's pulse is thready, and his breaths are slow and shallow. He's alive, and he will survive, but the man will be all but crippled even if he can get the proper medical treatment he needs. She hears and feels a very faint, low rumbling from beneath the church, but a glance over to the others shows that they haven't felt a thing.
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Khairi Fall-From-Grace "Oh, it's just an Inquisitor." she sighs, evidently disappointed. "Did you bring a retinue?" she asks hopefully.
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Imach the Editor If the news of the warp storm concerns the sorcerer, he doesn't show it. "Yes, I'm not certain, only a part, and slightly. I hope you weren't expecting more, I do so love to monologue. The book will be staying with me, until I know who and what set our erstwhile employer on this reckless course. In truth, dear Inquisitor, I think you are rather more trapped than we. For who is known to the masters of the power which now holds this planet in its grip? I have lived a very long time, and this is hardly the first disaster I must escape. I wonder what ends you will be forced to, in the days to come?" Imach turns to leave, and, struck by the coincidence, turns back. Ugly light plays idly over his hand. "And now, a question for you: why did Callum perform his ritual here? What are you and your ilk hiding on this rock, Danica? I promise you, I am the most gentle questioner you will meet today." Whee, Imach is addicted to being the smartest person in the room. I guess if I had taken telepathy I could just mind probe her but where's the fun in that. pre:Combat Block: WS BS S T AG INT PER WP FEL 42 34 56(9) 41(8) 35 41 35 81(11) 39 Force Sword Melee 1d10+18E Pen 8 - Balanced, Force Legion Bolt Pistol Pistol 30m S/2/– 1d10+9X Pen 4 8 Full Tearing (with inferno bolts)Pistol 30m S/2/– 1d10+9X Pen 4 8 Full Blast (2), Warp Weapon Flamer Arm Arm 10m S/-/- 1d10+7E Pen 0 - - Spray, Tainted, Warp Weapon Base Focus Power Test: 81+30(PR)+10(Focus)=121 vs WP 36+30+10=76 vs CRP Wind of Chaos: PR*5 m Cone, 2d10+CRP+PR E, Felling 2, Tainted, Spray, Flame, Warp Weapon Bolt of Change: PR*10 m PRd10 Pen 9, Felling (PR) Doombolt: PR*20 m Semi-Auto, 1d10+PR Pen 8 Initiative: 1d10+3 AP 10 Chest, 8 All, Force Field 54 (PR*9, overloads on 1-PR) IP: 2/4 Wounds: 17/17 Dodge 35 Parry 42 wiegieman fucked around with this message at 02:36 on Feb 23, 2016 |
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Blackstar The Noise Marine peaked his interest when he saw the inquisitor burst out of the downed flyer. "Why Danica how charming! I didn't think you were the sort for my concerts. Though I guess few are." he said as he appraised the bodies his music had burst. When he hears about Callum, he handles it in his usual braggadocious manner, "Well, Callum may have been a failure on a personal level. But the warp storm is to our benefit at the very least. We've cut the number of people on our heels from an entire naval battlegroup down to basically everyone on the planet, so our odds are improving. In any case what better way to find succor in the warp than to give the chaos gods an entire planet as tribute." He takes a minute to find the shattered remnants of a mirror in the rubble to appraise his own situation. It appears as though the bombardment from earlier smudged his makeup, it's going to take a good spot of time to get it fixed. As he sits down on some scorched remnants of ferro-crete that use to be the church and pulls out his foundation and eyeliner, he turns back to the Inquisitor "So what are the job prospects for an inquisitor who accidentally aided and embedded traitors to drop a planet into a warp storm? You know if you were to give up the facade I'm in the market for a manager, my old was was left on the ship that blew up upon our arrival. You can see proof of my credentials scattered around here and there." DeathSandwich fucked around with this message at 15:23 on Feb 23, 2016 |
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Tabitha "tabby" Smythe, Hospitallier of the Order of the Cleansing Water As the rumbling starts, Tabitha grabs Callum, and half drags, half flies with him away from the center of the ritual. As She does so, she shouts out, "Someone give me a hand! The ground is rumbling over here, and I think we should get as far away as possible! MOVE IT!!!!" A little over-dramatic for Tabitha's taste, but she always takes her patient's safety seriously. If she wasn't dragging their weakened patron, she'd be airborne by now.
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Iro Yonn Iro's gait slows once it becomes clear that an army of Astartes won't be emerging from the Thunderhawk. Not yet, anyway. It seemed the Inquisitor that had almost killed Callum had arrived. Pity she hadn't succeeded and saved them all the trouble Callum had just caused for them. He's on the verge of speaking when he hears Tabitha; he glances back and frowns. Of course she was saving the fool, or at least trying. "The entire world has been engulfed in a warp storm. Rumbling in the ground is the least of our worries. If something does emerge, drop him. Unlike a blind, unconscious sorcerer we'd have to carry, you are actually useful." pre:WS BS S T Agi Int Per WP Fel 50 40 42(152) 42(82) 50(30) 32 51 47 52 Wounds: 17/17 IP:4/4 Initiative: 1d10+5 Movement: 8/16/48/
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Danica clambers down from the nose of the Thunderhawk, scoffing at Imach. "Of course, I forgot; you're a Thousand Son. Far be it from me to offer my expertise in xenos runes to figure out what in the hell Callum did." She glances at Khairi and shakes her head, turning back to Imach. "No. My acolytes were busy battling what was left of your craft. I was coming alone; I had figured I could more easily get in close to Callum and end him alone than if I had dragged along any Inquisitorial stormtroopers." At Blackstar's comments, she rolls her eyes. "You lot have done enough killing and rampaging in the pursuit of this bloody thing that you've done the Imperium a few solids." She studies Imach for a minute before shaking her head. "I truly can't fathom as to why. The eldar have done all they can to keep it from our charts, and we don't even receive tithes from this planet. I noticed the tau fleets backed off once you entered the system, so there must.." Before she can finish her statement, Tabitha draws her attention, dragging Callum as swiftly as she can from the cathedral. Danica strides forward, her brow furrowed, when the ground beneath the cathedral crumbles inwards. The rumbling intensifies, and a faint mechanical buzzing can be heard from deep within the ever-growing hole that was once the cathedral. Behind Tabitha, the ground keeps giving way, and she barely keeps pace with the limp body of the unconscious sorcerer. Several long, sharp blades emerge from beneath the ground in multiple places throughout the courtyard, and long, black arms reach skyward, dragging thin, skeletal bodies from beneath the ground, draped in thin, ancient leather. The beings that emerge are covered in runes that Imach recognizes from the tome, and their eyes light up with the same horrible green glow from the ritual; they stand hunched over, making an odd hissing noise as their eyes squint and focus.  From the hole comes a veritable swarm of tiny, scarab looking robots, their mandibles clicking and their bodies shuddering with green arcs of electricity, and behind them emerge more of the skeletal beings, looking a bit less feral. Danica freezes in place, her eyes wide with terror. Before she can even react, one of the feral beings has lunged at her, its long bladed fingers emerging through the backside of her armor and dragging her to the ground. She is able to get one shot on the creature with her inferno pistol, turning its head to slag as it slumps against her; while she struggles, the body simply seems to disintegrate in a green light, leaving the inquisitor wounded on the ground. Y'ALL KNOW WHAT THIS IS No combat just yet, since they're still massing, but this might be a good time to find a more defensible position.
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Tabitha "tabby" Smythe, Hospitallier of the Order of the Cleansing Water As the ground gives way, all Tabitha can do is keep moving as fast as she can with the sorcerer, ignoring the harsh words from Iro. Doesn't matter if it is the Imperium or the forces of Chaos, everyone will leave you behind the moment it becomes expeditious. Did they all forget how much Callum had kept them up over the last few months? All that hospitality gone. As the metallic creatures emerge from the ground she pulls Callum as close as she can, and quickly snatches up one of the fallen sororitas bolters and some clips off the near-by ground. She may not be trained, but she knows her auto pistol will be of little use. Of course that is when the damned Inquisitor goes down. Seeing she is still alive, Tabitha has no choice; her oath means she will help all of those who are injured, even foolish Inquisitors. Ini for upcoming fight: ini for necron fight: 2#1d10 4 9 i'll take the 9, which gives me ini of 16! Also doing first aid on the Inquisitor, TN of 127: Medicae on Inquisitor: 1d100 31 That's 9 DoS, so 11 wounds healed if she's lightly wounded, 3 if she is heavy/critical. pre:WS: 34 BS: 33 S: 31 T: 49 Agi: 33 WP: 39 Wounds: 13/13 Inf: 3/4 AP: 5 Arms, body, legs Ini: 1d10+7 move: HM:3 FM:6 run:18 Charge: 9 Dodge 33, Parry: 34 (44 w/ tines 39 w/ plague claw) Good Refractor field Rating: 30 overload 1-5 Total Medicae skill:127: 64int+30skill+5blade tines+20medikit+10 master chiurgen (total modifier is +65) Weapons: Good craftsman auto pistol: R:30 RoF s/-/6 Dam 1d10+2I Pen: 0 clp: 12/18 rld: full Spcl: reliable Power blade: Dam 1d10+6E Pen: 5 Spcl: power field Best quality blade tines: Dam 1d5+6E Pen: 2 Spcl: tearing, toxic (0), +10 to WS tests Good quality plague claw: Dam 1d10+2I Pen: 2 Spcl: Decay (3), tearing +5 ws tests Decay(x): whenever target suffers critical damage, including ZH, must pass toughness test with -10 Times X or die outright. Combat Talents/traits: Stuff of nightmares: Immune to a lot of poo poo Wretched Tally: Immune to more stuff, mostly nurgle related Unnatural Toughness (1) Flyer (6) Furious assault: can make extra attack w/ all out attack Hardy: always light wounded Lightning reflexes: roll Ini twice, take best Paranoia: Additional +2 on ini Quick Draw: draw and ready weapons with free action Resistance (Fear, poisons, psychic powers) Sure strike: -10 on called shots Unshakable will: Reroll willpower tests for fear
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Imach the Editor Not here, we don't need this, how can they be in a storm, are some of the thoughts that race through the sorcerer's head. What little he knows of the ancient horrors tells him that the Warp is anathema to them -- but perhaps they have overcome this. Their great machines outstrip all others. "We need to leave. I don't know how to fight them. Callum's ritual has obviously awakened them. Whether by their design, or by the sting of his power, I do not know. I only know they fear the warp, and anything that can cut through their hide." Imach spares a glance for their medic. "Get her awake, if you can. If we can use her properly, the Imperials can be sent into the grinder before us." The sorcerer desperately searches his mystical knowledge for a suitable tactic, but fails in the face of the ancient horrors. initiative using d10 whoops: 1d10+3 11 let's tactics this: infused knowledge: famous defenses against deep striking heavy infantry: 1d100 82 Powers will depend on whatever they send after us first, probably wind of chaos vs scarabs. pre:Combat Block: WS BS S T AG INT PER WP FEL 42 34 56(9) 41(8) 35 41 35 81(11) 39 Force Sword Melee 1d10+18E Pen 8 - Balanced, Force Legion Bolt Pistol Pistol 30m S/2/– 1d10+9X Pen 4 8 Full Tearing (with inferno bolts)Pistol 30m S/2/– 1d10+9X Pen 4 8 Full Blast (2), Warp Weapon Flamer Arm Arm 10m S/-/- 1d10+7E Pen 0 - - Spray, Tainted, Warp Weapon Base Focus Power Test: 81+30(PR)+10(Focus)=121 vs WP 36+30+10=76 vs CRP Wind of Chaos: PR*5 m Cone, 2d10+CRP+PR E, Felling 2, Tainted, Spray, Flame, Warp Weapon Bolt of Change: PR*10 m PRd10 Pen 9, Felling (PR) Doombolt: PR*20 m Semi-Auto, 1d10+PR Pen 8 Initiative: 1d10+3 AP 10 Chest, 8 All, Force Field 54 (PR*9, overloads on 1-PR) IP: X/4 Wounds: X/17 Dodge 35 Parry 42 wiegieman fucked around with this message at 05:39 on Feb 23, 2016 |
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Iro Yonn "What in the world..." Iro turns to fully face the emerging army. He'd heard a few rumors of skeletal xenos machines like these. Mostly, the rumors said it was better to just run when they appeared. Iro risks turning in place again and scans the area for defensive positions, then turns back to the xenos feeling a little more prepared. If they attempted to swamp them with sheer numbers, at least they had somewhere to fall back to. Iro braces his legs and points a claw at the assembling army, not even caring if these things understand a challenge. "I don't know what you are, xenos. Let's see how you measure up to the Astartes." Initiative: 11 Awareness to spot defensive positions vs 71: 1d100 63 pre:WS BS S T Agi Int Per WP Fel 50 40 42(152) 42(82) 50(30) 32 51 47 52 Wounds: 17/17 IP:4/4 Initiative: 1d10+5 Movement: 8/16/48/
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Steknavich "Defensive positions! Protect the transport!" The Thunderhawk could get them away from this place. Even with a shattered cockpit it could be used to get them to a more defensible position. If nothing else, it's heavy weaponry and air superiority would be a blessing against the new threat. "Drive them back! We shall not be overcome this day or any day!" Trying and failing to get some tactics from memory. Then completely blowing a Command roll to inspire. Forbidden Lore (Astartes) vs 35: 1d100 70 Scholastic Lore (Tactica Imperialis) vs 35: 1d100 53 Command (Inspire) vs 43: 1d100 97 Initiative: 2#1d10+3 9 9 Initiative 9 pre:WS BS S T Ag Int Per WP Fel Inf 55 36 63 42 36 35 42 49 43 42 Wounds: 16/16 IP: 2/4 Armour: 9 Head, 11 Body, 9 Arms, 9 Legs (+7 AP cover to all locations) Field: 50/1 Dodge: 46 Parry: 75 Best Demon Plasma Pistol Pistol 30m S/2/- 1d10+13E Pen 11 Clip N/A N/A Maximal, Mutating, Overheats Legion Bolter Basic 100m S/3/- 1d10+9X Pen 4 Clip 24/24 Half Tearing Legion Bolt Pistol Pistol 30m S/2/- 1d10+9X Pen 4 Clip 8/8 Half Tearing Force Sword Melee N/A S/-/- 1d10+16R Pen 6 N/A N/A Balanced, Force Vicissitude fucked around with this message at 10:46 on Feb 23, 2016 |
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Khairi Fall-From-Grace Khairi watches in incredulity as the cathedral collapses into the ground and spikey metal skeletons pop out of the ground. Unfortunately these weren't friendly spikey metal skeletons, as evidenced when one impales their Inquisitor comrade. She jets off the remains of the Thunderhawk and lands next to Tabitha and Danica, aiming to protect them from the coming horde. "What are these creatures? I was going to say this was an Eldar plot of some kind, but these things don't look familiar. Dark Eldar creations, perhaps? They look suitably spikey." Best of 2 Initiative Initiative best of two: 2#1d10 1 10 +7 = 17 Initiative 
Skellybones fucked around with this message at 09:42 on Feb 23, 2016 |
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Blackstar "I think it's safe to say that Callum's idiot ritual in the mysterious unknown tome wasn't to glorify the dark gods at this point." Quickly stashing his makeup purse he pouts his way over to the inquisitor where Tabby was both trying to carry Callum and treat the inquisitor. Blackstar comes in beside the fallen sorceror and slumps him over the noise marine's shoulder. "Allow me to bear some of your burden, little one." he says as he adjusts his blastmaster to try and hold in one hand. --- Initiative - 9 I'll go ahead and carry our Dear Friend Callum over my shoulder, I can fire the blastmaster on Hail of Noise one handed at -20, which if we're going to be mostly fighting hordes really isn't a big deal.
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