"How humble you are, I almost forgot about that." Artemis said sarcastically, laughing of Fardir's behavior. Not to mock him, but of how straightforward he was, oh if just everyone was like that, then the galaxy would be such a less annoying place to live in. @Everyone Artemis was going to reply to the question regards their actual goal but was interrupted by the front door opening. Biam, the male corsair ranger came in and held the door open for Atherina Jarkari, the comorrite poison mistress. Coincidentally at the same time the Vespid Stingwing by the name of Vanducassar, or Vandu in short made his stroll upstairs to the bar. "Alright, seems like everyone is here!" The Pelager announces and lets go of the Metal Scientist and the wannabe western hero of god emperor knows how long ago. She strode her way through the bar to the big center table. A map was quickly pulled out of her inner pocket of her vest and she unrolled it on the table. "Fardir got the right idea, but he was also quite wrong. I am a bit smarter than just starting a war, we are not in the shape for that. Instead we try to be as tiny and unseen as we can. We don't want anyone to know that what is going to happen was caused by the Void Sharks." She flashed her teeth in the weak light, one of her master plans. "It took me the last month or so to find out everything and organize all resources to make this even possible... Based on your lots execution." The leader relaxed and sat down on a chair, leaning back and crossed her arms. "But you would have to be a bunch of humans and gretchin to ruin this masterpiece. So this is the plan lads." She threw in a wide arc a peanut that landed perfectly on a red circle on the map. "Two blocks from here is a warehouse that is going to load up in the name of the Hermedes Clan a bunch of various goods. Mostly gifts for the dear Dragon Queen, so nothing for us of interest. Paintings, jewelry, statues, clothes, that typical crap." She shrugged. "It's just a casual pickup of goods, and trusted sources ensured me that all they will have there are two guys who load the crap up and drive it over to the party." Artemis grabbed a box from beneath the chair and threw it on the table. "You will knock the guys out, kill them, I don't care. Make sure they won't talk. And after that you load up the truck as intended. All of you hide in the back of the truck as crewmen and two go in the front to drive the truck. The only identification you will need is in the box, patches of the Hermedes Clan. Put them on your arm, forehead, I don't give the slightest damn, just make sure you have them on you, aight? Aight." Artemis yawns and stretches. "The hard part is going to be this. You will have to get into the party and kill someone important. REALLY important. But of the dear Dragons. For all I care kill their darn queen or daughter, best case both. Yell something along the lines of 'Hermedes senior sends his regards' when you take the kill and make sure to flash your patches, perhaps even drop them to leave them as evidence. After that, instead of returning here you will escape to this place." Another peanut is thrown and lands on a green spot. "It's an abandoned warehouse with a secret exit into the sewer system in the administrators office, an old escape route. It's literally around the corner from the place the party is at, so you can run there and disappear without any issue. Once in the sewer system keep going north, follow the blue pipes. Until you get to the main junction. There you will take the ladder out and from there make your way back to our bar." She leaned back again. "I will stay here with Vandu and Biam, just in case something goes wrong and so we can fake that we have been here all this time. I suggest that Clint and Irlisa actually wreck some havoc and stay outside of the party and once everything goes downhill, take some Hermedes clan members out to make them believe that the dragons retaliated." "So far exactly what you said, right Fardir? Well this is the end-game here... Instead of just raiding and swiping left and right from them while the new war is undergoing, we will use those moments to get rid of the other smaller gangs. They will try to do exactly that, and we will play guardian angels to the Dragons and Hermedes assets, stop idiots like the Cadian Bandits, Gorkas Slaughters and so on. When they go on their raid on the apparent unstable assets of the bigger clans, we will be there to crush them and get some cash and weapons from them - instead of stealing them. We build up trust amongst their very own people and respect on the streets. And once we have all we need.... Both will get taken out and we become the top-dogs of this district." Another peanut was thrown in the air, caught by Artemis' mouth. "Questions?" The Abhuman grinned and crossed her legs, feet on top of the table. NPC Status: Spoiler Leader: Artemis - Pelager (Abhuman) - Female - Mastermind & Martial Artist Gang Members: Biam - Corsair Eldar Male - Survivalist (Ranger) Tan'ku - Rak'Gol Male - Fighter (Marauder) Vanducassar or 'Vandu' - Vespid Male - Fighter (Stingwing) Player Status: Spoiler @BadDo9 - Clint Ea'stwood - Tau Male - Gunslinger/Marksman: Longshot Pulse Rifle (2x & 8x variable scope; high firepower, low clip size) Cameleoline Cloak (helps hiding) Worn Human Flak Armor @bossaroo - Nek'Kaar - Rak'Gol Male - Fighter (Marauder) 2H Halberd 1H Autopistol Adrenal Injector (can inject drugs for buffs) Flak Armor @BuriasDempsey - Carak "Smiley" Zilak - Verathian (Custom Alien Species) Male - Teethspeaker (Psyker) Boneclaws from each arm Runebag (Helps with spells) Stolen re-painted Human Flak Armor @GoreWrencha - Sselesstleia - Sslyth Female - Fighter (Sslyth Bodyguard) 2 Chakrams attached with Chains Flak Chest Armor 3 Scar Dead Toxins (Psychosomatic airborne poison that causes unfortunate targets already once healed wounds, both physical and mental, to re-open again) @Keidivh - Irlisa Taekra - Outcast Craftworld Eldar Female - Sniper (Ranger) Ranger Long Rifle Mesh Armor Cameleoline Cloak @Maleth - Atherina Jarkari - Dark Eldar Female - Lhamaean (Courtesan & Poison Master) 1H Monoblade Sword 1H Splinter Pistol 3 Deadlock Toxins (paralysis) 2 Black Death Toxins (horrible, painful, but fast death) 2 Spiritseer Toxins (cause hallucinations, can work a bit as a 'truth serum') Lhamaeanian Garb (Kabalite Armor) @TuskatheDaemonKilla - Urkrag Madeyez - Ork - Mad Dok 1H Cleave Choppa 1H Shoota Stabby Bitz Bionic Hand (various tools for 'medical operations') @Vulpas - Kharos - Necron Male - 'Scientist' (Crpytek; Specialization TBD) 1H Metal Rod (glorified Pipe) 1H Las Pistol No Armor (Living Metal) @Xaphen - Fardir - Craftworld Eldar Male - Fighter (Former Dire Avenger) 1H Shuriken Pistol 1H Power Sword (at sacrifice of special item) Eldar Mesh Armor
@Uriel1339 Nehk'kaar Yip/laughed louder "you promised a good hunt , a promise you delivered !" The rak'gol drew his halberd and bared his teeth "when we go ?!" The Rak'gol was blatantly excited about this plan. He walked away from the table working himself into a slight frenzy remembering tricks his clutch master used to use to send them into a fury. He checked his implant one last time to make sure it was fucntioning before baring its teeth again.
Urkrag smiled deviously as the plan was explained his head twitching and eye lids twitching as well as he processed the horribly violent and destructive possibilities. "Wez got people ta zog, a Waaagh! ta start, and fings ta burn Iz say wez get goin now! Uh unless da boss sayz different of courze." He said his head twitching from excitement and the variety of saws, cutting and stabbing instruments on his left hand began to whir and move in motions the showed his blood lust. It had been a while since he had a clear mission with people to zog and quite frankly he was more than eager to get going and take a few prisoners to experiment on.
@Uriel1339 Irlisa clapped excitedly, her mind filling with grandiose and unrealistic adventures that might be in their future. Her favorite being the one where she journeys with some midgets to throw some jewelry in a volcano. It didn't make much sense to her, but damn if it didn't look like an amazing adventure! Her excitement only increased as Artemis divulged her plans to them completely. "Oh what wonderful fun! You know how to show a girl a good time Lady Artemis! Let's go start ourselves a war!" @TuskatheDaemonKilla "Oh sorry Madeye, I meant WAAAAAAAGHHH! How was that?" She asked enthusiastically, even though her WAAAGH was so bad it could take the fight out of an Ork. But it wouldn't stop her from trying! @BadDo9 @BuriasDempsey The challenge issued by Clint didn't go unnoticed however, and the cloaked Ranger sauntered over to her friendly rival, "Oh dear Clint, still think you can keep up with me." She patter him on the cheek as she chided him, playfully goading him. "How bout we up the ante though, whoever lands the killing shot on the Queen wins. You win I'll watch a week long marathon of that Gue'la cinema!" "What do you think Smiles, does the future show my inevitable victory?" She laughed while asking, cradling her bone white rifle in her hands as she imagined killing one of the most powerful woman on the planet.
< @Keidivh @Uriel1339 > Clint sowled a bit as Irlisa came over and patted his cheek, his blush growing even more. He pulled away with an embarrassed smile. "Fine, but my bet's the same." he said petulantly. "And if someone else gets the queen, the previous challenge stands." he took his own rifle and lays it over his shoulders before looking a bit serious. "Although, bets aside... what say after she's dead, we stay back and take out some gangers from both?" he asks. "You take one group and I get the other. Should make the battle a bit more convincing." he then glanced around at the large amount of bloodthirsty being around. He figured Artemis wanted a quick mission, kill and get out, perhaps a bit of mayhem... but it could easily become a bloodbath and he couldn't stop it.
@Keidivh Urkrag was generally having a good time being excited about the coming bloodshed until he heard possibly the most unorky thing he had ever heard in his entire life, a lady panzie saying Waaagh! At first he was truly dumbfounded his usually terrifying gaze turning completely confused and his staby bitz hand went silent. "Dont eva say dat again." He said bluntly before grabbing one of the badges on the table and moving for the exit. "Now lets get a move on ya gitz! Iz got ta 'urt somefing ta wash da pure heresy Iz just witnessed out of me mind!" With that he went out the door hopefully going the right direction. (Yep that was heresy. Pure unadulterated heresy against the entirety of greenskin kind)
Smiley sat there calmly as she explained the whole plan, one claw on the bag as he did so. After the briefing and now the red haired thin one asking him what the same question Nek'kaar did, he grabbed a bowl from the counter that once held peanuts but is now empty on the bar in front of him. "I guesss the greenssskin will have to wait for usss." he said to no one in particular as he grabbed the bottle of fire water. Giving the inside of the bowl a thin coating of the liquid, he pulled out a match, striking it, and dropping the lit stick into the bowl which caused the liquid to quickly burn away. All the while chittering and clacking a prayer in his people's tongue. With some smoke still rising from bowl after the purification process, a step to make sure the divining bowl was clear of impure things and spirits laying within, he untied the bag and poured its contents into the bowl. Several teeth clattered into the bowl, no one looking alike. For the next step, he would usually have a live creature that was normally considered prey for this and the next couple of steps but his own blood will make up for it. A long sharp claw swiftly jutted out the sleeve of his right arm before he brought it up to drag the tip across the forearm of his left arm. With a flex of his arm muscles, drops of purplish liquid that was his blood dropped into the bowl and onto the teeth as a new prayer began, bit more fast paced as his white scelera eyes glowed slightly. This stood for the essence of the hunt itself, to chase down quarry and to take its life to continue one's own life. Teeth sinking deep into the flesh and blood of prey. And with this, the teeth in the bowl would act as the teeth of the spirits themselves to take in the life essence in the offered blood and in return show signs or clues as to what the future might hold. Shaking the bowl to mix the teeth with the offered blood, he would take more of his blood to draw a small circle on the bar itself with a symbol looking like an eye with it. The all seeing eye of the hunter. With a final loud growling word in his language, he would dump the bowl across the circle, the ones that landed outside the circle were ignore, obviously not drawn in to the eye for a reason. Studying the few that did, he would look for the once with blood smeared against the rune on the teeth, which to others who do usually practice this saw a surprising amount of them actually clean, those marked as the signs he must pay heed to. <The results> The omen of death was not one of the ones marked which seemed odd to Smiley, but he soon realize how fortunate that is as he started piecing together the signs. The sign of packmates was one of the marked runes, meaning for those close to the one either asking for the divination or the teethspeaker performing it their self. Another was the bleeding beast, grave misfortune of health, was another, landed next close to the rune of packmates. There were no other marked runes in the bunch. Smiley gave a heavy sigh as he cleaned up the ritual, putting away his rune teeth and wiping up the blood on the counter and in the bowl, his features beginning to scowl a little. "We ssshould keep our eagernessss in check, for Urkrag's services might be greatly needed in the near future of our hunt for ourselves." He told everyone that stayed to listen to him, if they cared that is, before looking at Artemis. @Uriel1339 "You ssshould keep the bar locked and unlighted. And be sssure itsss usss thatsss at the door." He recommened in a tone sterner than he meant, but memories of what happened to his old pack came up to the surface of his mind and it was something that he wanted to avoid to happen again.
"I will keep Biam on the roof for survey. Just make sure you lot come back in one piece, eh?" Artemis noted with a heavy sigh. She didn't like the sounds of those divinations. But no higher power would ruin her plan.... Or would it? She shook her head. "Just follow the plan and don't go too crazy with the bloodbath, okay? Make sure they hate each other and don't kill one another's gang on the spot. Who knows what kind of power influx that could cause." She clapped her hands twice and got behind her bar, the typical signal that briefing was done and the group good to excercise their tasks.
@Uriel1339 @BuriasDempsey Nehk'kaar ceased his riling when he heard the omens spoken by the pysker. They bode misfortune for them all. "There no way to change the omens ?" His words were followed by a loud hiss as this frustrated him . The leader's command to restrain the hunt succeeded in only further irritating the Rak'gol. He tucked away his pistol otherwise he'd shoot another being out of sheer frustration. "Who gets Dok ?" Nehk'kaar paced around the bar his tail wiping violently
@TuskatheDaemonKilla @BadDo9 Irlisa snickered upon seeing the Dok's reaction, having actually confused him so much as to not be angry. She lost it when he left, leaning on Clint as he walked out of the bar. "Oh my gods, that was priceless! How many more times you think I could do that to him before he tried to kill me?" Her question seemed to directed at no one as she wiped tears from her eyes. "But you got yourself a deal partner, just be ready to pay up." She said with a wry wink before grabbing a badge and affixing it to her cloak. @BuriasDempsey Irlisa's jovial mood died a bit upon hearing Smiley's prophecy. She didn't know him well, but Artemis seemed to put some stock in his words, which meant she did to. "For all our sakes I hope your wrong Teethspeaker. I's rather this first mission not be my last."
