Roleplay thread: The Unidentified Xenos Ship

OOC: Krondo failed the resolve test. Can anyone help him with that?

Bigby Quickfinger

GreyWord

Mar 1, 2024 6:37 am

Ysolde Inactive for 2 months

OOC:

I assume 3 threats moved, so it is back players' turn. Also since 4 out of 5 were dead before last threat move it means the only theat is now engaged with Olivia and I will need to use Aim and
Aim to ignore the penalty for firing at a target Engaged in melee (p.185) instead of gaining bonus dice

Bigby's hand shake in terror but the moment he aim and shoot. Rattling is used to fear and live with them, besides shooting is almost instinctive to Quickfinger. His shooting skills is what have earned him the place among the sisters.

OOC:

I hope I'm getting this correct: DN for shooting was 3+2 due to my penalty and roll 3 icons and 3 Exalted Icons. I can shift 2 into damage and 1 need to stay to beat that 5 DN. And damage is 9+5

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Rolls

Ratling Rifle (Aim), engaged targed, close range - (13d6+1d6)

(5262235565633) + (1) = 54

Base Damage without shifting - (9+7d6)

(6242514) + 9 = 33

Extra damage - shifted - (2d6)

(11) = 2

Mar 1, 2024 3:03 pm

therecusant Inactive for 27 days

Bigby takes careful aim, despite his terror, and blows the head off the creature attacking Olivia. The door the Hormagaunt came through slams shut and the terror subsides within anyone else and the room is filled with a tense watchfulness.

Creaks, groans, and bestial sounds come from behind the closed door but it doesn’t open again.

Olivia Belli

Mar 1, 2024 3:09 pm

Sister Olivia nods to Bigby and then turns her attention to the jam in both barrels of her Storm Bolter.

"Tech Priest, will you come and counsel the machine spirit in this Storm Bolter?", she asks Krondo Sigma

Mar 1, 2024 3:18 pm

Ysolde says:

Bigby takes careful aim, despite his terror, and blows the head off the creature attacking Olivia. The door the Hormagaunt came through slams shut and the terror subsides within anyone else and the room is filled with a tense watchfulness.

Creaks, groans, and bestial sounds come from behind the closed door but it doesn’t open again.

"Make way!"

Sister Retributor Domitia Jurgena runs into the middle of the room, not bothering to squish the remains of the Hormagaunt.

She stops in front of the door, and checks no one is in the line of fire.

An high pitched scream echoes in the room, as the double barrel of the Retributor's multi-melta overcharges, sucking the air. Then, Sister Domitia Jurgena pulls the trigger, releasing a localized heat burst that

OOC:

supposedly

turns the sealed steel doors and everything behind it into molten slag.

Bigby Quickfinger

GreyWord

Mar 1, 2024 3:19 pm

Ysolde Inactive for 2 months

OOC:

I've also rolled 1 on shooting test, is my weapon also jammed? Is it "DN2 Tech (Int) Test to use again" complication ? Looks like Krondo
has a lot of weapons to fix :)

Mar 1, 2024 3:29 pm

Olivia and Bigby work on unjamming their weapons while Sister Dominita turns the door, that the Hormagaunt came through, into a puddle of slag. The wall near the door, the floor, and ceiling are also damaged. It takes a few moments for the red aura on the metal of the floor to cool off to something you’re willing to actually walk on.

The room beyond is entirely dark, the red glow of the heated metal only showing a piece of a cage of some sort.

OOC:

No one is at -2DN and the jammed weapons should be cleared

Mar 1, 2024 3:33 pm

The grim, bitter glare of Sister Retributor Domitia Jurgena pins her team.

"We go forward. These are Drukhari. Expect the unexpectable" she orders, grim.
"Check your weapon. The Emperor protects" the Retributor adds, stepping over the slag.

"And so does my multi-melta" she mutters to herself, sounding seemingly angry.

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Krondo Sigma

Stalker05

Mar 1, 2024 4:03 pm

Krondo was cowering at one side of the battlefield due to the sudden onslaught of foul xenos and their utterly horrific alien biology. But the sisters made quick work of the aliens, and the battle finally receded.

Krondo noticed that some of the weapons were jammed and he proceeded to work on them. "The machine spirit is dazed. A little bit of binary hymn and tweaking of the ejector cogs will do the trick."

OOC: I got 5 success. Should it be enough to fix all the weapons?

Last edited March 1, 2024 4:04 pm

Rolls

Tech test (Unjamming weapons) - (12d6+1d6)

(431412335314) + (4) = 38

Bigby Quickfinger

GreyWord

Mar 1, 2024 6:50 pm

The moment his weapon is repaired Bugby take a deep breath aiming at the human who still groans with pain on the table.
I will end your suffering he whispers and - unless anyone stops he shoot him right in his brain.

OOC:

I hope roleplay behavior is not something totally unacceptable in WH40k

Mar 1, 2024 7:21 pm

Cassia frowns at the ratling, not because she believes his action was wrong but more because she's surprised at an abhuman showing such compassion. It leaves her feeling conflicted. She gives him an awkward nod, not offering the usual companionship she would to her fellow sisters, and clears her throat. "You do the Emperor's work, guardsman."

She turns away with a sweep and catches up to Dominita, stowing her bolter on the way so she has a free hand. She catches her by the shoulder, leaning closer to have a word with her where others may not overhear. "I don't mean to undermine your authority here battle sister, but now I must insist. Call in the tyranid presence at once, and let us pray upon His mercy the bug hunters arrive before the horde descends upon us."

Mar 1, 2024 7:54 pm

Sister Retributor Domitia Jurgena stops right at the side of the dying man, before he is granted the Emperor's peace. The woman holds his hand and mutters a prayer.

The Retributor is the first one to step inside the destroyed doorframe, and there, she stops, hearing for the second time how Sister Cassia is upset at her choice.

"Sister Cassia, for someone that means no undermining, you sure delight yourself with questioning my authority" The Retributor stops, chuckling.

"I am afraid there is no horde here, for you would be already breathing the foul spores of the abominations already. The entire ship would be clogged, and our auxiliares would find an hard time breathing" the Retributor adds.

"These are just playthings of the foul breed we are chasing. Nothing more than foul beasts captured and repurposed for something darker. Are you afraid, Sister Cassia? Would you like to leave the Pegasus, and vox the Thundehwak, and try to eradicate this infestation without understating why our enemy is here? I believe you were assured the Emperor protected" the Retributor continued, chuckling, but there was no trace of humour in her voice save bitter rancour.

"We are here for a mission. I expect you to complete with the bearing of the great Sororita you are, and with the bearing of the even greater Sororita you will be" there is no scorn, not this time.
"That means, following my orders" the Retributor adds, colder.

"Respectable Adpet Krondo Sigma! Can you try to vox our Thundehwak? I would like our beloved Reliquant Superior to know in which hellhole I am leading my Sororitas before we find other Drukhari playthings!" Sister Retributor snaps, her voice thundering in the chamber.

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Mar 1, 2024 8:14 pm

"Surely you can't be that big of a fool?" Cassia squeezes out through gritted teeth. "Or is it age that begets arrogance?"

She lets her hand slip off Domitia's shoulder, and raises her voice a little. Given the challenge to her own faith, she doesn't have any qualms about who overhears the discussion anymore.

"Need I remind you, sister retributor, of my place? Do you bear the sacred relic?" She lets the question hang in the air before continuing. "Much as I'm willing to overlook your sleight, I won't overlook the safety of our order nor the safety of His world. Tell me, in all your reading and study, have you ever heard of a single tyranid? A lone handful? Where there is one there are more, and if I must take a stain against my honour to ensure the better survival of the sacred form then so be it. My faith will not be found wanting."

She leaves the choice to call in the threat open to Domitia again.

Mar 1, 2024 8:17 pm

Tickettbror says:

"Surely you can't be that big of a fool?" Cassia squeezes out through gritted teeth. "Or is it age that begets arrogance?"

She lets her hand slip off Domitia's shoulder, and raises her voice a little. Given the challenge to her own faith, she doesn't have any qualms about who overhears the discussion anymore.

"Need I remind you, sister retributor, of my place? Do you bear the sacred relic?" She lets the question hang in the air before continuing. "Much as I'm willing to overlook your sleight, I won't overlook the safety of our order nor the safety of His world. Tell me, in all your reading and study, have you ever heard of a single tyranid? A lone handful? Where there is one there are more, and if I must take a stain against my honour to ensure the better survival of the sacred form then so be it. My faith will not be found wanting."

She leaves the choice to call in the threat open to Domitia again.

"Are you calling your commanding officer a fool, Sister Cassia? Sister Retributor Domitia Jurgena simply asks.

Mar 1, 2024 8:19 pm

"Are you my commanding officer, Sister Domitia?" Cassia responds. "If you ignore a threat, then yes, that's what I'm calling you."

Mar 1, 2024 8:23 pm

Tickettbror says:

"Are you my commanding officer, Sister Domitia?" Cassia responds. "If you ignore a threat, then yes, that's what I'm calling you."

"Are you ignoring the direct order of our Sister Reliquant, His Emissary, Sister Cassia?" Sister Retributor asks again.

Mar 1, 2024 8:27 pm

"I don't recall the Sister Reliquant ordering you to ignore threats to the safety of the entire system." Cassia shakes her head, disappointed. "And as an imagifier, I outrank you if need be. I shouldn't need to remind you of that. Regardless. I'm sure we can spare one of our group to report the threat, if your microbead isn't working, sister."

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Mar 1, 2024 8:31 pm

Tickettbror says:

"I don't recall the Sister Reliquant ordering you to ignore threats to the safety of the entire system." Cassia shakes her head, disappointed. "And as an imagifier, I outrank you if need be. I shouldn't need to remind you of that."

"You are free to outrank me, Sister Cassia. You are free to lead this team, if you so desire" the Retributor replies, seemingly unfazed.

"Or, you can trust my judgment, and understand that as much as He protects, we are the ones have to carry His will. There will be no salvation gained with prayers and fear, Sister. Only the rage against the darkness will save us. There is no one else here, bar us, and the prisoners that these foul raiders are taken. Would you abandon them, Sister Cassia, and hope He will save them, or would you push deeper, and understand that we carry His will through our actions?".

Mar 1, 2024 8:37 pm