Dyson walked into the supposed "Med-bay", his left hand resting on his chain axe. Looking from eire hallway to the traitor adeptus Sororitas Hospitaller sitting quietly at a odd reception table. "Afirmative, Lady Cabella. How might we be of service? Also, what is required of us to recieve a recommendation from you?"
Fireteam Draco: Primary Objective: Secure the Med-Bay (Deck 2) Secondary Objective: Get a letter of recommendation from the Head Nurse Cryzarion the Phoenix - Thousand Son Sorcerer (@lord-watchman ) Dyson Oni - Aspiring Iron Warriors Warpsmith (@DaKaptin ) Grythan Konenos - Undivided Emperor's Children Raptor (@Nurianis ) Hydratus - Undivided Alpha Legionnaire (@DeathKorpsOfKrieg ) Seth - Chaos Apothecary (@Vulpas ) "Believe it or not. But the Mutant-Humans on a regular base try to steal medications to sell them off at the next station. They should come in around the next five minutes. I suggest you take these." She placed a case of Arbites Shock Mauls on top of the desk, easily enough for each to wield two. "Since they are part of the crew, they just try to soothe their various.... Illnesses... Subdue them and keep the medicine save which is over there." She pointed at a storage room faaaar in the back. "They are usually about two hundred or so that try to steal meds. Might be more this time due to recent.... Mutations. Anyhow! I will be in my office, have fun with the crew. And remember... Don't kill them. These Mauls are not the regular Arbites strength, these are a bit harder, knocking them out for good for several hours. Oh also for those that can't do melee...." She reached under the desk and put another case on the desk of it. "Our connections discovered these STCs which are said to be some of the most gruesome devices ever made. Historic analysis of the Dark Mechanicus says they were used as early as M3!" The case was filled with pistols with weird 'teeth' on the front of them. "We call them Electro-Shockers, Pattern-name is 'Tazer', called after Tazos Policius, discoverer of the STC. They work just like a regular pistol, except shocking the target rather than killing them." And with that the head nurse took her leave to her office. Fireteam Oni: Primary Objective: Find and Kill all Eldar (Deck 45) Secondary Objective: Collect Eldar meat and prepare it for the exotic animals Aldian Tacet - Tzeentchian Telepathica Scholar (@SorcererAlhendors ) Alexandra Nox - Chaos Sorceress (@Vulpas ) Argyle Voncarr - Khornate Astartes (@DeranVendar ) Orgeten - Tzeentchian Cultist Ritualist (@bossaroo ) Othim - Salamanders Traitor & Khornate (@Valonox ) Redeger uq Hashet - Corrupted Astropath (@Loldoom ) The Eldar from before ran off, but didn't get far as his head exploded. "Now... That was weird." Yriel said with a giggle. "Anyhow... It seems we have guests..." She pointed with the taller staff down the hallway to the right. There was a huge Eldar of three meters standing, riding what appeared to be some wild beast familiar to an Ox, but the size of a Thunderwolf. Furthermore he bore two lances, one in each hand. "Di'dak'dida?! Sha'lokma'kor!" He roared in the foreign language of the Primitive Eldar and ran forwards with his beast, it's hooves thundering toward them. Yet there were also marching sounds from the other tunnels.... Replying the call to war!
Argyle sprung forth feeling his flesh tighten over expanding chords of muscle, pupils shrinking as a rush of blood tore through his veins. Lips pulling back to bare his teeth at the beast he snarls and braces himself in its path slapping his bolt pistol against his waist and mag-locking it firmly to his person while drawing back his claymore now secured in both hands. A halo of crackling energy springs forth about it and as the steed closes in he drives it forth with both hands, angling his weapon to spear through the skull and ride along the spine into the rider's groin. It was daring and would leave him exposed to the rider but even the beast would be a powerful soul for Khorne and he didn't intend to let an overgrown freak of an alien cut him down either.
Aldain was of no particular use as a fighter, nor was he capable of producing true Sorcery beyond the petty arts of upstart cultists. What he was of use for, was as a source of information. These Eldar would likely have made little effort to hide their psychic signatures now, why would they when their physical actions were so... Obvious? The third eye tracked their currents as accurately as any Psyker could, yet with his whole being currently devoted to this cause, Tacet's sixth sense experienced a temporary boost as his other perceptions faded slightly. If there was any major movement, any ambush, or simply anything worth noting, his knowledge would be offered to his newfound allies. [Goin' to bed now, if anything continues on this front Uriel has permission to control what Aldian sees and what he tells the group.]
Ogreten sloghtly peeved at being called imp but not bearing on it for too long before a thundering eldar came charging down and a thundering space msrine went off. " i see several more eldar pings coming up about 2 more!!!" Ogreten then realzied he was pretty bad at melee and an autogun is practically useless. " thank goodness im shoruded " he mumbled to himself before flipping through his tome and finding his most favordes power of his lord. He drew a ritual circle and threw down some warp dust a shard of space marine armour and a feather before saying " im going to be doing a ritual that'll take sometime so i sugest covering me whilst i channel this also pyskers i suggest you take that elecator up because things might get a bit hellish " he began floating along with his tome chanting in a fluid warp tounge and soon it sounded as if a chorus echoed and precceded his chants and words. The walls began to warp and the floor began to wobble and soon sounds not heard began and sounds heard tampered off and the maligant madness stopped the eldar warriors and their beasts in the tracks as face began to form on the walls and spectral apperances began to course down the hall. Ooc: fyi im actually looking up proposed spells and stuff in 40k i think this is something like descent into madness or something so yea insanity yeaaaaaah the entire floor is going insane
Fireteam Oni: Primary Objective: Find and Kill all Eldar (Deck 45) Secondary Objective: Collect Eldar meat and prepare it for the exotic animals Aldian Tacet - Tzeentchian Telepathica Scholar (@SorcererAlhendors ) Alexandra Nox - Chaos Sorceress (@Vulpas ) Argyle Voncarr - Khornate Astartes (@DeranVendar ) Orgeten - Tzeentchian Cultist Ritualist (@bossaroo ) Othim - Salamanders Traitor & Khornate (@Valonox ) Redeger uq Hashet - Corrupted Astropath (@Loldoom ) "If you want my help in anyway, just say away!" Yriel chirped happily while wiggling around with her staffs, doing nothing in particular except being a special snowflake in the midst of them. Her purple-dark-blue hair was static while she moved as if glued in place. Obviously she liked to be of some sort of assistance, if anyone just asked. After all they wanted her in this group to begin with! OOC: Will continue with the combat progress once more posts / time has passed (aka tomorrow morning~!)
Hydratus sighed in dissapointment as he grabbed one of the primitive power mauls. He was deeply dissapointed by the primitive nature of the mission they had been given. Mutants, they send us to beat up mutants? He couldn't believe it and to make matters worse, they weren't even allowed to kill them. What a damn pity... not that mutans were worthy opponents in the first place, but Hydratus just wasn't used to leaving people alive. And the worst thing was that he wouldn't be allowed to carefully sneak up on anyone, his subconcious urged him strongly to thrust his claws deep into someone and then watch them die painfully , as they choked, vomited and breathed their own blood through their shattered lungs, all due to the effects of one deadly drop of poison. But his will was strong as always and so he resisted his sadistic subconcious desires. This mission was truly a dissapointment, the sooner they finished it the better, but as he watched the other members of his fireteam he concluded that all of this would probably take longer as planned. A warpsmith, as bright as stone and also possesing the emotions of a stone, a overly enthusiastic apothecary and last but not least some painfully arrogant Raptor; oh and he nearly forgot the son of Magnus, whom he hadn't judged yet. Losing his good temper and patience, he spoke angrily: "Let us move now, or we will be the last team to complete it's objective!"
Seeing that Argyle went for the beast, it would seem that the rider would be a problem. Not one who was that good at lightning and such, Redeger began a few incantations of his own. It was a rather simple telekinetic spell but effective none the less, he aimed to pin it's arms to it's side as if the xeno were in a straight-jacket. OOC: sorry for anything I missed or typos, Not sure how much time I have so I wanted to keep it short and sweet.
-Seth Seth decided to grab one of the Tazers and decided to get ready. "Sorrcer Can you use any spells that are nonlethal to the mutants that are to come?" he asked as he began getting ready "Also should we also begin making barricades to try to funnel these mutants in a way we can bottle neck them right into us?" he asked the others as he wen't to the shock mauls and decided he would be ready for both close combat and range combat. as he picked up as a shock maul -Alexander Nox Alexander soon grabbed her bolt pistol up and began firing at the eldar as they came. "Yriel Could you please summon some tormenting chains to help hold these eldar down?" Alexander asked as she got to a door way and began firing off bolt pistol rounds at on coming eldar. She readied her staff in her other hand incase they got close and things would get messy.
