OOC, Hah they just lost Nightfigthing/ stealth, that is no coversaves, and no more snapshots... Full BS agian bwhahahahaha. sorry TT player here... its all about the rolls. The tech Prist eye retracted back into his head and an apature closed as the granade blew. "Sir, the sevitorskulls has a lock on most of them, yet they move really fast... " Open his eye and opened yet another rapid shots out after the moveing shades. "and iam can run out of my first clip any moment now..." still as the eletric lazor beams died and the low sounds got replaced by a sound that only meant problems: Click clik clik* "Scraaap... " Trowing the Las pistol after the Nearest Mandrake, missing by a mile.. I hoped i didnt need to do this... Reaching down his robe inner pocket for something. As the creature of shadows aproached the mecanicus pulled out a Blue glowing device. The face of the Eldar was covered by a metal mask yet it was not hard to see what it was thinking. it stopped dead in it tracks and began to change direction, but it was to late for the alien, as a bolt of superheated plasma burned its way though its chest, and ignited it, then keept on going after as the Creature was notthing but air. "For a secound there I thought the omnisaih had abandond me." The Mandrake caught witin the Mecadrite on the Mecancus back tryed to get free but the mecanical arm of the Preists didnt let go. just keeping it here. "Ill save you for later..."
<Cha'ka> The Kroot hated these damn environmental suits, they completely covered his spines, and made him as sensory deprived as the humans he so often fought alongside. But even with all that, years of combat experience in some of the most harsh environments in the galaxy had left him with sort of a sixth sense when something seemed off. "Bear, something doesn't feel right, let's get out of the slave pens, there is nothing here anyway, and with all of the debris here, visibility is a nightmare...literally, and I would rather not be caught unawares here."
Drax turned as a mandrake stabed at him leting the knife pas by his cheast as he then grabed the creatures head while droping his storm bolter and crushed it with his hand "now why dose it seam they were waiting for us" as he spoke he cut anouther down with his blade as it lunged to finish the downed hall "well i supose dying as i start a death mision would be to easy" ooc 2 mandrakes left
OOC: Time to step the beat up! Switching from boring soft rock up to HEAVY METAL! (yes that's a metaphor for: So far this was all easy-peasy, now the fun stuff comes) Player List (Current Retinue): Spoiler: Players Davarus Team: Davarus, Drax, Hall, and Virgil The remaining Mandrakes had enough and ran off back to the shadows, leaving the bridge unprotected. But something was awfully wrong when moans of pain started to surround them and the dead Eldar and even freshly slain Mandrakes started to rise again... Now it became obvious that the enemy was not running from the Inquisition team, but something far worse. Loki Team: Loki, SA582 The Thallax just had slain the last Mutant, the entire body rocking and sparks from the Lorica across various deep scratches in the armor, coming from the different parts within that made the machine work - before it's systems started to register various enemy life forms, surrounding them entirely. "Loki. I suggest tactical retreat and consider our mission failed. I register at least fifty enemy life forms surrounding us." Yet nothing was to be seen, only a horrible stench in the air. A stench that seemed to penetrate even void suits and the void itself. Cha'ka Team: Bear, Zeth, Selina, Cha'ka Being now in the heart of the flying corpse hall, the various bodies started to move toward the group, but only the upper halves. Though Zeth started to notice something along with Bear on a corpse they looked at together. "They are not dead. They are... Asleep. We must get out of here." The Xenobiologist said with as much courage as he had, after cutting the connection from his diagnostic tools that he attached to one of the bodies... Phoebus Team: Phoebus, Robertus, Ry'thss, Ranger dude Ry'thss rose her pistol and shot the last Mandrake that was held by Robertus. "Do not suffer the Xenos to live, correct - Astartes Phoebus?" The Linguist inquired - just before that Mandrake she just killed with a precise shot in it's heart started to wiggle again... <Ebony Flame> The crew forwarded a message to their Inquisitor, when Veronica drank some from Virgils tea he had left behind. "Ah come on what is it now?!" She complained, hurrying with the drink and burning her throat a bit from the incredibly hot beverage, but taking it as if she was an Astartes. "Lady Inquisitor. It seems the Arbites have found the cults headquarters based on Lokis information and cleared it out. They killed everyone, but it is more interesting what they found. Considering their descriptions, they did not find anything Chaos related, but Alien. Eldar - to be precise. Eldar runes all over their so called 'Prophet Hall' and even a Soulstone that they seemed to praise. Everything that is being recovered will be brought to us for investigation." She sighed annoyed and rolled her eyes as she was alone, heading over to the Hangar. "I want the soulstone up here in thirty minutes - the other things just as soon as possible. Also send a message to Ry'thss, I need her to get the Eldar stuff translated, send another Valkyrie so the extraction of the others won't be compromised. I will be expecting the stone in the hangar myself." 'Killed everyone... Pah, so much for gathering information... Loki would have made sure to at least get the second in command and get all the information we need. Now there is no chance of recovering what was going on...' Bishop thought to herself as she marched through her ships hallway.
*cough* "Still here you shoot me it will be the last thing you do Ry'thss was it?" *Look to Phoebus* "Where to?" *sheathing the sword then redrawing it again awaiting to follow once again.*
OOC: If Davarus wants to Evac then he should. If not. LETS FIGHT THESE THINGIES! FOR THE EMPERORS GLORY! As far as I am concerned, you could kill them all. They are not an endless horde.
Davarus: "Davarus to Ebony Flame...the mission is hostile. We have taken two casualties and another wounded." Davarus looked around at the reanimating corpses and immediatly proceeded to sever the heads on those still rising before they all rose. "Loki! Have you found what you were looking for?" Without waiting for his answer Davarus spoke to Phoebus. "Brother Phoebus, have you located any relics?" The acolyte struggled with the decision of retreat or another stand. He gestured to the marine. "Drax keep me covered while I help Hall. He is not dying this day!" Davarus used all of his strength to lift the large man over his shoulder, sheathing his sword the acolyte contemplated as time seemed to slow down. "Drax take point and lead to where the Corsair captain is most likely to be."
"Ebony Flame to Davarus. Understood. What is the nature of the hostility and do you require reinforcements or other interventions?" The Helmsman simply replied himself.
Loki was about to interject, but then he felt the stench. His mind raced, investigating various variables, not being able to understand how exactly did this happen. The ship was destroyed only couple of days ago, so the taint shouldn't have spread that fast. Perhaps a foreign influence was here all along, or perhaps it was connected to the cult below, but the cult worshiped Khaine, not a Chaos God. Many, many different possibilities - it went so far as he wouldn't even believe it happening, but the vile smell proved otherwise. "Argh! We were so close!" Loki cursed and kicked a dead mutant's head, it ending up somewhere down the dark corridor. "I would hate to leave all this power armor lying around, but I guess we don't have choice. Get those books and fire your ranged weapons, I'll try to keep them at bay." He knelt down and picked up dog-tags from his fallen comrades, if they indeed have to extract, he wanted to at least have some evidence of their deaths. Simultaneously, he responded to Acolyte's hails. "Ezra and Thoren have fallen, SA582 has suffered major damage. We have found evidence of the late Archon being connected with the Imperium, but it is circumstantial at best. However, I don't think we'll be able to find anything more here. On the other hand, I have around two dozen dead mutants here that bear the insignia of Dark Angels Chapter. Recovering their geneseed and power armor would go a long way with those people, trust me, I speak from experience. But at the moment, over 50 enemy contacts are inbound to our location. Orders, Davarus?" this time, Acolyte could swear he never heard Loki speaking like this. Assertive, strong and experienced - perhaps he was hit in the head during the fight?
