OOC: That just what I was thinking, roll d100's until we get 300, but lets do it your way otherwise we'll be rolling dice for ages (Rolled 94, plus 95 equals 199) The knight kicked his spurs in again, sending Blanche into a frenzy forwards as the spikes started to even draw blood from the beast's flanks. No, he must not lose, he could not lose! Though he felt guilty for hurting the poor horse it was better than being eaten by a barbarian!
Jean shrugged. "It's alright. No trouble at all. I am Sister Jean, of the Argent Shroud." She replied. The mask seemed to have no effect on her. After all, she was a Sister of Battle, faith above all else. "I'm afraid I knew very little of him. I believe we spoke once or twice. But... " She shrugged again. "I doubt what I do know would be helpful."
<Steinar Greywold> OOC: Are you freaking kidding me? Bah.... At least the dice gods love ... Or hate us both. And your 94+95 = 189, lol. I rolled a 90, plus my 93 => 183 But so did Steinar prepare his entire energy for the last sprint, roaring loud as he pushed through the pain of his recent wounds and still exhaustion, running head-on-head along the big four-legged beast. The man drew strength from his cousin and Fenris itself! "I SHALL NOT LOOOOOOSE!" And so it ended up being a draw in the first competition... Steinar breathed heavily, his entire statue rocking, smiling as he eventually slowed down and walked next to Sigismund and his horse, offering his massive hand for a handshake. "Good run. But it seems races won't settle our dispute. Yet I know it is not because I was in bad condition or because your horse is a lucky animal. But much more important. We both are disciplined and trained in our own way, and too stubborn to give up easily. We make both our mistakes, but united in mind. I do not offer you brotherhood, but my respect. I shall hold myself from eating your riding beast, and shall you fall, I will make sure it is taken care off, Sigismund."
OOC: No steak for Steinar today, nor beard hair for Sigi, I'm just happy that I'm rolling high before playing PnP tomorrow Sigismund smiled and patted Blanche's neck, nodding at the space wolf's words before grasping the giant's hand: "Aye, you offer wise words. It was not my place to even mention a marine and an ork in the same sentence, you have my apology for that. Do you also have a long history of fighting the green menace?" The knight was rather taken aback by the marine admitting to his mistakes so easily, it was almost as if he was talking to an entirely different person than in the thunderhawk not a day earlier. Experience did truly temper the soul and mind more than anything else.
"But? What? Again any information, even if he had said anything out of place or had made any strange interactions with anyone, would help." Beerle asked again. At this starting point anything would be helpful.
"Well, he was always opposed to Space Marines it seemed. I can't say why but that was one thing that sort of stuck out. Otherwise, he seemed, well, fine."
"Yes, a trait he has always been known for. Something to do with leg, I was told. Well, if do you know of any other person who had interacted with him in any way and where?" Beerle continued to question. He kept it slow for her, didnt want to get her mad. He had already barged in her room.
<Steinar Greywold> "Not so much. While I definitely fought against the Orks on different occassions, I have more fought Heretics. Which was also a reason for me to go to the Deathwatch. To learn about the foes I do not know yet. Eldar, Tau, Necrons, and so on. I have other things to attend to. If you still want to see my beard burned, challenge me in something else than running." The Wolf grinned and walked casually off back toward the quarters area, having given the Horse a gentle pat on the back of it's head.
OOC advancing with the story a bit, but not much. If you still have unfinished business, please use tags <Before Briefing> like the last time <#2 Mission - Briefing> Once the ship had been resupplied and restocked, it left the docking station and set a course towards Team's next destination. The transition into Warp went smoothly as it did the last time and traveling through its tides offered some degree of peace (sounds funny but it's the truth). After couple of days every team member was summoned to the Bridge to be briefed about their next assignment. The place was busy as always, Marmaroth once again in his aspect of the tribal king, trophies dangled from the chains on his belt while the great wolf pelt fell across his shoulders and back. Commissar Strauss was standing next to him, behind the strategic table while Captain Oswald was too busy with monitoring ship's systems to turn around from her command throne. The Flesh Tearer waited until everyone was present to begin with the discussion. "First of all, I want to congratulate you on the success you achieved during your first mission as the members of my team. We have suffered losses and those who died honorably shall be forever remembered in the annals of history. Those who betrayed us already met their ends, so I will spare no words on them. Now, about your next task." "Gaius, the Howling Griffon that served as your pilot did manage to recover something from the ruins of the Heretic Estate. It was the piece of the script from the sarcophagus you found the enemy was using in their vile ritual. During discussion with Inquisitor Van Morten who is currently still out of action and in recovery, me and him were able to discern what exactly the object was and more importantly, where it came from." "The sarcophagus contained remains of Saint Pietrus, a man who was contributed to bringing this whole part of space under Imperial rule, spreading faith through peaceful talks with the local populaces. Not much besides that is known about the man and even this information is questionable, the records are old and show the man lived many thousands years ago. But what we do know is that he was eventually declared a Saint and his remains were entombed upon a Cemetary World of Gelorn, couple of systems away from Sombor." "We will reach the system in couple of hours. When we are there, your task will be to go down on the planet and find out just how the heretics were able to ferry such an artifact from this world and transport it to another. Due to storms that rage across the upper atmosphere of the planet, we were unable to contact them, but the records show an Imperial presence on the ground, missionaries and servants of the Ecclesiarchy that tend to the dead. So don't expect large heretic force made of PDF like we encountered on Sombor, the men down there should be friendly priests. Yes, I am aware that is highly unlikely but any option should be considered." Chaplain's look grew harder now as he spoke next words. "There is more. As we approached the system, we received a message from the planet, whoever sent it using highly secure codes he couldn't possibly know. Not to mention the fact we thought it was impossible to communicate with the planet in the first place." Using couple of digits, a vox unit came out of command table so everyone could hear the message. "This is Chaplain Stevanus of Deathwatch, serial 543n21z, I request aid. Our ship has crashed and we are on unknown hostile planet, requesting immediate pick up. This is Chaplain Stevanus...." Marmaroth killed the unit quickly, looking everyone present. "The events from the message happened almost 10 years ago. I'm not sure how it found its way down there but it is there." "So I will divide you in two teams. First, under the leadership of Sister Jean will go towards the location of the Imperial headquarters and see what happened. You will say that you've been sent by an Inquisitor investigating some local phenomenon or whatever you can think of and you will only bring non-Astartes with you there, to dodge any suspicious looks. Which means:" <Team1 - Imperial base> @Shadhunter - Jean @DaKaptin - Rocky & Edd @PorOborosCain - Fenix @Mando Lysander Tavec Soriano (you'll go with his craft) "I will also need people to investigate that signal. Brother Feron, I'm placing you in charge of the second force. You have an opportunity of picking three more Marines to go with you on the task, so chose as you see fit." <Team2 - Signal> @DeranVendar Feron - - - "Sigismund, you'll stay here because we have learned that the rain on the planet below is usually acid in nature, so I wouldn't like Blanche dying just yet. Agent Beerle will also stay and continue with his investigation and so will our Librarian, who still haven't recovered from his wounds. The rest of us who will stay behind will form a tertiary force and be ready to dispatch the moment something goes astray, or you fail to return with the news after 12 hours." "Now, are there any questions?" OOC reminder @Coffeechipmunk @Grall_Stonefist @Loldoom @Draconion @DeathKorpsOfKrieg
"why is it always some type of mimickry when ever we meet up for misions" as he spoke the dreadnaught chuckled "i am prepared for what duty you send me on brother"
