Davian roared with happiness as victory came to them. he then began looting corpses taking whatever useful items he could. He would need a new grenade and possibly med kit. The money would be good for getting him new things to. and he would need robes for his penitent serf. he felt victory as he slayed the scum of the imperium and was looting there things. after taking what he could he went to assist the captain. his shield was on his back and maul at his side. he touched his Cobalt plendant for a moment and felt proud for slaying scum of the imperium.


Gm note looting bodys and then heading to the captain

"DAMNIT DEFF'EAD! That woz me kill ya git!" Snorting he picked up their enemies head and stabbed it down onto his choppa blade to hang onto for later, at least he had gotten some trophies. A head and the crushed flesh of the Veteran from earlier which was still clinging to his back from gross amounts of blood that acted as a sort of adhesive. He too set about looting some of the bodies, ignoring Ferrelian for now.

M3

Smoke steadily left the barrel of his Lasgun as he removed his finger from the shoota's metal trigger. A unnervingly satisfied smile engulfed his jaws, showcasing his sharp and many teeth. The dead were dormant of life, laying down face first in the muck as nothing more then decaying flesh to be eaten by the dogs and the flies. Victory, for the moment at least. But any victory was hugely gratifying for any Ork, for war and battle were a part of there being. It was what molded them, what made them excel in the heat of the moment during combat.

Putting away his Lasgun by returning it to the strap of his backpack, Skullcrusha made to loot some of the bodies near the location of the barracks. Even if he was to loot, he wanted to be close enough to hear what was going on and to voice his opinion if need be.

(GM Note) Looting Bodies

-Seeing that the man wasn't whom he had planned for, Harker still decides to take his time on him after looting some additional items from the bag and picking up his shock maul. Standing over the man and bracing his knee down against his neck so that he is lightly chocking, Harker attempts to break his will even more and find where the bastard who locked him up is.-

"Wake up asshole. Answer my questions right and you might just walk away with this without missing any more limbs....where the hell is your boss? Who hired him and why all this trouble just for a supposed traitor?"

OOC: Taking anything the other person doesn't want from this massive bag. It seems that this bag is about this size:

Yes...he was attempting to make away with the evil McDonalds private stash of edible weapons!

OOC fuck yeah, I knew you would understand

"Shit man, Heralda is outside, trying to fight!" the guy could barely make two words without looking at his lost hand, adrenaline slowly faded away and pain kicked in.

"He's stupid man, gonna die anyway, I just wanted to survive and earn some cash! Please don't kill me, dunno why we captured you, Heralda knows, ask him! Please let me go!"

OOC and to all others, will fix loot in the final post, where you can pick whatever you want from the pile.

-Clambering up the ladder after incapacitating the broken guard, Harker reached surface level. Slamming the trap door against the wall after several pushes, he finally manages to push the corpses off and walks out onto a smoking ruin of a courtyard. Strewn corpses and flaming barriers greet his eyes as the remnants of the guard break into the distance. From their once proud numbers, they have been reduced to barely even a squads worth of soldiers, their comrades in arms strewn across destroyed emplacements or gibed across the battlefield. Striding across the courtyard with the bag of looted items in tow, Harker walks towards the "rescue" squad and openly comments.-

"What the hell took you guys so long? I was sitting in their playing regicide with the door and had to walk myself out...do you have any idea how boring that is!? Nah, just kidding...good to see everyone made it back in one piece. I take it first rounds on me tonight..."

Snorting at the unconscious human, Torek followed after Harker up the ladder and slipping out before the human closed it. He eyed the crew he had left before taking to the sewers. He may smell worse, but some of them certainly looked worse. The Kroot crossed his arms and simply shrugged as he rejoined them. "Nothing interesting down below, to say the least."

Once everyone was accounted for, Captain Ferrelian ordered an extraction. Using their trucks to haul men and loot, the pirates made their way towards the city and into their Valkyries. The trip through the atmosphere was quick and soon, "Mortal Vengeance" was filled with its crew once again.


OOC Okey guys, the Mission #3 is over. Each of you earned 500 credits and 1100exp (will fix the sheet tomorrow). The ship is going back to Dreadhaven to dock, so in the meantime you can converse with each other, or whatever else you want to do. Tomorrow, once we reach the planet, you'll be able to take new tasks. If you don't want to make up your own, I made a number of tasks which I hope you'll dig. Now, the fun part - loot!

Write whatever you want to take in GM notes, and if you wish to sell\buy some items, use our designated chat. Bear in mind that I'll allow you to take what you need, however if you take more than you can carry (weight distribution in your char sheet), you will not be able to leave the ship and take tasks until you sort that out (selling\moving to stash).

2xMagnoculars
5xDataslates
5xLaspistol
3xFrag grenade
2xAutogun
2xLasgun
And ample of ammo for all of it.


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Razauil moved back into his quarters alongside with his new toy. The guard was beaten up, both in body and mind and offered no resistance as he was chained to the wall, next to the other two slaves. The old ones were slowly losing any resemblance to their old-selves, obviously a proof of their Master's expertise in the arts of torturing.

The Dark Eldar picked the second of the slaves, the one he got alongside with the truck during the mission before this one, to keep him and train him into becoming a true servant. The remaining ones were to be sold into slavery - most fitting end to their miserable stories.

And he would finally have more room in his cabin...

Mulch looked over their haul of loot, puny guns...puny tek...wait that looked like some decent puny tek! Grabbing for himself a spare Magnocular and a Frag Grenade the Ork returned to his room and Loot the Servitor. "Daz some good guardin yaz did Loot! " Everything was more or less in place, scattered about haphazardly as it should be. "Dis shield gubbinz seem useless but per'aps...." A kunnin idea was formed and Mulch made his way off to their ships own maintenance bay, 'borrowing' a welding torch to begin cutting up the piece of equipment so he had spare scrap to use later. [Remove Suppression Shield, counts as destroyed]

as davian got back to the ship davian brought back his new *Serf* as he went pass he as the loot pile and smiled he quickly sold his auto gun and its ammo and looked to the table he quickly grabbed 2 frags and a magnoculars. After putting them onto his belt he went pass. He then began dragging the guard he retrieved passed razauil.She fought every inch the way there. It reminded him of the people of kovinth Survivors He would defiantly train her into a capable Serf that would fight for him. he soon entered his room and closed the door. were he took of the manacles and looked at her eye to eye A regular on there own can be intimidating. But a Astarte with claws, pale skin, and orange eyes could be scarier especially in the dark . "Listen well If you want to survive this you will listen to me and listen wel.l You shall be in repentance for your service to scum of that by being my serf. There is little hope of you escaping from here unless I or the captain let you Do you understand this." Davian said his claws in the dark was near her face causing only small amount of blood to come from her face She looked at him and nodded. "Good then I will be Showing you how to do things later. Do not betray me Or I will make you regret it." She simply stared at the Astarte and nodded.





Gm note taking 2 frags and a magnoculars