>>12743608

>What do you do?

where ya been Tablet?

also, on to the planet we were supposed to conquer

YAY ITS BACK!!!

>>12743689
You sit up and stretch, to prepare for the morning. An enjoyable bath and change of clothes later, you’re ready to seize the day by the horns. Exiting your closet, the Seneschal is waiting for you with the daily report and schedule. Thanking him, you receive the report and leaf through it. Finally, a bit of good news: the ship had been repaired to full and the last of the blessings would be done a little past lunch. About damn time, you should be able to leave today for that damn planet.

Smiling, you look up to the Seneschal and ask if there is anything else you should know. With his ever monotone voice, he replies, “Bacon and sunny side up eggs today for breakfast, with a side of toast. You didn’t specify if you wanted pancakes or waffles last night, so both were made. Invidia will be joining you as usual in your study for breakfast. Apparently, she has a message for you, but she wouldn’t say from whom. Also, you have a meeting today with your Voidmaster in the hanger bay. I am aware of your rule of making them come visit you, but I don’t believe that would be a prudent choice considering what the meeting is about.”

>>12743765
"Oh? And just what is the meeting about?"

Proceed to breakfast with our astropath waifu.

Eat, and go see what the Astropath wants.

>>12743783
"Apparently some parts have gone missing from the ships, and he suspects H1256-J47's underlings to be stealing. While it is techniquely their right as the Mechincus onboard the requisition anything mechincal required for projects, Gabriel objects on the grounds that the "Fly Boys" as they call themselves are distinct and recognized by you as having their own rights. It would be best for you to solve the matter personally down in the bay I suggest," he responds proffessionally.

>>12743821
We can only tolerate so much from the cogboys and lowering combat effectiveness crosses that line. I say we sort things out with H1256-J47

>>12743821
Don't know why they're bitching, Mechanicus owns the vehicles and just "loans" them to you.

>>12743853
>>12743844
Choice?

>>12743883
Wasn't it always first come first served?

Anyway why not do both? We can politely have words with Jeff whilst still respecting the mechanicus.

>>12743883
>>12743853
>>12743844
Surely we can come to some accommodation?

>>12743903
Talk with Mechanicus, see what they're taking. Until then, breakfast with the waifu!

also, good to see that you've finally returned and accepted Invidia as our Waifu. How was Africa?

>>12743913
>Alot of people complained about first come first served, saying if I waited I would get to choose better responses.

You resolve to see to this matter personally with H1256-J47 and Gabriel after breakfast. Until then, food!

You arrive at the study, to find Invidia already there, waiting for you at your desk. As you take your seat at the desk, you look across from you and notice Invidia seems strangely focused. Normally, she's giddy about getting to leave her room and have time with you. Now, she seems pretty... normal. Is she getting used to being around you?

>>12743926
FUCKING HOT

>>12743994

Ask her to brief us while we eat breakfast.

>>12743994
Maybe, we can only hope that we're having a stablizing influence on her.
"So, Invidia, how have you been?
What did you want to talk about?"

>>12744051
Ask her opinion on the Mechanicus situation, she'll enjoy feeling as though we respect her opinion when all we really want is that hawt psyker ass.

>>12744051
>>12744024
Invidia looks over at you and gives you her crazed, predatory smile. Man, you really need to work on that with you note as you lock eyes with her. Don’t need her creeping out any future allies when you introduce your wife to th- WHAT THE FUCK. For a second you stand still, unsure of where that thought came from. Sure, you might like the girl, despite what your sense of self-preservation says, but that don’t meant she’s marriage material. Besides, married to her? Dear Emperor, think of the pale, emaciated children.

You manage to hide your disgust at the thought though. Good thing Invidia had promised not to do any more mind probing since you two hooked up. Now that would be disastrous. Sitting down, you ask her what message she had for you. With the tone that she always used when on business, she replies, “Your brother has messaged you back sir.”

>>12744192

Take a deep breath and ask her for the message.

>>12744192
"Good news or bad news? Emprah knows I could use something to cheer me up after the last couple of days,"

>>12744206
"I wouldn't know Lord Captain. I do not read the message, only relay them."

>>12744225
"not even a little peek?
Well, I must commend you on your dedication then Invidia.
... Something tells me that this isn't the only thing you wan to talk about.
Is there anything on your mind?"

>>12744225

"Fine, give me the message then."

>>12744225
ask her to relay the message, but before that ask how she is doing, how her work is going and most importantly (though do not say this or we will end up psyker food) any other important messages or business to attend to before the hearing of our brothers message

zuptio all. captcha? what is zuptio and why do we all it?

>>12744297
"I-I am am doing rather well, thank you. Since you've had me visit the, eh, navigator to be friends, I've really had alot more...um whats the term, fun? The servitors aren't that fun, but they can dance, and the navigator has asked me my opinion on several of his 'remixes.' Since there are several ships here, I've been able to, um, communicate with other people who are like... me."

>>12744342
"Really?What were they like? Make any friends?"

>>12744342

Nod politely and ask for the message, since it is rather important.

>>12744374
"Very.. unqiue. W-w-we all are, in our own way. They seem like a bunch of gossipers though," she explains.

Invidia folds into herself slightly, covering her pale face with longs stands of hair as she begins to speak again , much more quitely, "They, they seemed so nice, they were so surprised wen I told them about... about us."

>>12744428
"What do you mean? Did they insult you?"

>>12744428

Try not to wince at where the rumors might end up. "You probably shouldn't do that Invidia. Every noble house has enemies, and there are always those in the Inqusisiton who dislike Rouge Traders. Any rumors could cause problems for us both down the line."

>>12744428
"Invidia- sweetie, what did they say?"

>>12744446
"NO! I-I mean, no, they were just surprised someone like you would be with someone like... me. Its not common, its just not normal according to them. They were really surportive, actually."

>>12744472
"Really? Color me surprised."
Note to self- astropaths may not be as bad a bunch as we originally thought.
"So, what else did they say?"

>>12744407
Invidia pauses, before entering a trance. slowly, her mouthes opens, but the words and the voice behind them are not hers.

“Dear older brother, I apologize if my previous letter left you with bad taste. I meant not to insinuate that you less than me. I have just realized how much of different people we are. You said it yourself, that you we’re someone who would rather be treading the stars when you left. Upon your exit, I was left with the title of heir to the Planetary Governorship. You left your friends, family, Virginia, and duty behind so you could be a space hero while I picked up the pieces. That is irrefutable fact. I took your advice to heart though, and survived. No, I strived. Father, he had much rather you had stayed, but I did as you said and sucked up to him. Eventually, he seemed to forget about you, as lamentable as it was,” he says, a bit emotionally.

Judias’ voices pauses, as he master’s himself. Once more in control, he continues, “I picked up the pieces, and put them back together better than before. Being governor was what I was born for. Who knows what I would have been had you not left. I know that this was something I, and only I could handle. You said it yourself that you couldn’t handle it. Rather, you’re destiny was among the stars. I am grateful for you giving me my destiny, and when I eventually had heard that you would be returning, I knew I had to make it up to you. So I did what I could, and researched our family’s line, looking for favors. You could not be more surprised than I was that we had a Warrant of Trade, signed by Lord Sanguinius himself to our name. A little more prodding and probing revealed the Rhino that now sits on your ship.”

>>12744530
“You are my brother, and I know that there are differences between the two of us. You just couldn’t handle being governor, and that’s part of the reason. I know I can. I don’t blame you, because we were all given different traits by Him on Terra. That’s why I got you the dynasty, because I love you and wanted you to be happy. You could never be so happy on Domus as you could be on the Igneus Aequitas. Too boring, too much responsibility. I understand, too each their own. So please, do not hate me for trying to make you happy. Now, Father and Virginia send their regards. I hope this finds you in good fortune. Love, Judias.”

>>12744472
"Well, in case you haven't noticed, most people on this ship wouldn't really qualify as "normal," in most cases, myself included. I honestly don't give a fig what's considered normal- all I know is that I like you, and want to be with you."

>>12744530
>>12744533
... Well, he doesn't seem like he wants to murder us.
That's a plus in my book

rolled 3, 7 = 10

>>12744533
>>12744530
"There are many things I would have called my brother, but never thoughtful. I'll have to think about what he has said."

Well, that was something.
Now what?
Continue tea with Invidia?

>>12744588
Your astropath exits from her trance just as you finish your words. Noticing your confused look, she asks if anything is wrong.

>>12744618
"Nothing- at least, I hope nothing. Just thinking, about, well, family and such like."

>>12744655
"Ah. I think I had a family too once, before I was... trained."

>>12744681
"Do you ever miss them? I know nothing can compare to viewing the Emperor in all his holy glory, but, do you ever, well, regret not having the chance to go back and do it all over again?"

"It's nothing, really, just my brother being, well, my brother."

>>12744697
"I, I, I... I do not know. I do not really remember them. There are many marks left by veiwing Him. Not all are physical," she explains softly. Slowly, you find yourself pitying the poor creature.

>>12744697

The alternatives for a Psyker are not good.

>>12744530
>>12744533

Tell Invidia to take a response. "Brother, at some point in the future, if by His Grace we live to meet again in our old age, I'm going to tell you how I came to join the Inquisition, and for what duty I served. For now I can only tell you how glad I am to know that you took my words to heart, and to know that my brother is has the character and grace to lead our world well. Thank you for your response, and your gift."

>>12744723
D'aaaw
I know Dolemite Deadlift isn't like this, but can we give her a hug?

>>12744764
She nods, before memorizing the message to be sent later. Once this is done, the two of you go on to eat breakfast. Delicious really, you think of sending your compliments to the chef before wondering exactly who is it that cooks for you. For a moment you’re worried about poison, before realizing the seneschal had likely thought of it, and tested the food. That or he made it himself. You burst out laughing in a way unbecoming of a Rogue Trader at the thought of the Seneschal in an apron, cooking you breakfast while humming some little tune. Ividia gives you a puzzled look at your mirth, and you explain the mental image. Soon, even Invidia is laughing some cruel, twisted mockery of soft laughter, but it doesn’t matter. She’s happy, and as sick as it makes you to admit it, you’re happy that she is.

>>12744819

Finish breakfast and go to sort out the situation with H1256-J47. Tell him he can't touch the Rhino for various reasons including family politics and not pissing of bloodthirsty superhuman killing machined more than is absolutely necessary.

Alright guys, I have classes tomorrow and need to head to bed. I intend to pick this thread up in the morning, and keep it going through the day, but I need some sleep.

Any questions?

I'm new to this quest
Dolemite seems like a fairly removed kind of fellow
Is it okay I was playing him more passionately?

>>12744884

For me Dolemite is cynical, quick witted, somewhat sentimental and above all impulsive.

>>12744894
>>12744884

Dolemite, is ultimately, you guys. However, I've got his back story and know what he's been through, so I write how his base personality and experience influence. Like Invidia. Obviously, you guys have wanted to hook up with her since part 1. However, since Dolemite has worked in the inquisition, he knows how badly shit can get with psykers, not to mention she's just fucking creepy.

Alright, I'm heading off. Keep this thread alive if you can, and discuss whatever you want while I'm gone. Maybe talk about what you guys want to do, or do some writefaggorty on the characters.

bump

Yet another bump

bump

>>12744853
The amusement lasts through out the breakfast, as the two of you continue your odd conversation on the seneschal’s cooking habits. Eventually the food vanishes, signaling the time for work has begun. Ever the polite host, you walk the girl to the doors of your study, where you wish her a good day and a hug before she goes. Despite her small, bony frame she seems to hug with the kind of strength you would only suspect Ripley to have. Quite unnatural, but then again nothing seems right about her. She holds on as if she let go something horrible would happen, only relenting when you move away. At last, the two of you say your parting words, and your astropath leaves for her job.

Happy at her departure, you turn around to find all the dishes already gone, paperwork once more on your magnificent desk, and the seneschal waiting for you.

>What do you do?

>>12747495
go see H1256-J47

>>12747495

Where in 7 hells did he appear from.

Was he watching us the whole time?

>>12747507
To the Explorator!

You descend down into the bowls of the Igneus, preparing for your meeting with H1256-J47. What could they be scavenging parts for, you wonder as you walk up the great metal bulkheads that was required to keep the explorator’s many experiments safely segregated from the rest of ship. Emperor would know what would happen if the flying scorpions got loose.

Still, the techpriests said they pretty much had everything they needed to repair the ship. This meant they either lied about having enough parts, or were working on some sort of side project. Hm, what could they be working on? Finally, your arrive at the entrance to H1256-J47’s sanctum.

>What do you do?

>>12747541
go inside

>>12747555
This, but do so cautiously. Who knows what hazards could pop up of that madness of a room

>>12747541

>flying scorpions

I wonder if the image I have saved as that captures the horror that image evokes.

>>12747661

Oh good, I hoped it was that one.

>>12747591
You enter the room, prepared to enter the mouth of madness. As usual, the entrance is a labyrinth of crates and machines. Oddly, H1256-J47 is there, wating for you. He waves at you and becons you forward, saying, "Hello Captain, I was hoping you'd be here soon.

>>12747814
?

ask him what he's waiting for

>>12747814
You walk over to the man-robot hybrid in red clothing, curious as to what he has cooked up this time. Shuddering at the thought of the bee gun breaking and the swarms getting loss again, you nervously scan the horizon of the room for animal sign of the damnable insects. Thankfully, there are pleasantly absent.

Once you are within arm’s reach, H1256-J47 places an arm around your shoulders and pulls you into a conspiratorial huddle. His red eyes make contact with yours, locking up. In what seems like an attempt at a hushed tone, but failing badly because of his synthesized voice, he says, “I’ve finished the prototype.”

>>12747917
what prototype?

>>12747917
"A prototype of what?"

>>12747965
“I’ve finally completed the machine and put together the parts that will allow you to transform your rhino into a razorback. It will lose room for transportation, but will be able to use either heavy bolters or lascannons depending on your preference,” he explains in a way that makes you think that it is rather taboo.

>>12747994
"Um, thank you. Was it very difficult?
Also, does this have anything to do with all the parts that have gone missing lately?"

>>12748025
"Um...yes? Well, actually a number of arts went towards getting a proper harness for fluffy. I've been trying to get the proper interface for the launcher. Anyway, its not like it matters what the flyboys say. Its our machines."

>>12748050
"Yes, but, on the other hand, people need to use those machines for their jobs. I'm not saying it isn't in your right to see that they are employed in whatever endeavors you consider useful, but other people are part of this ship as well. If only as a nicety for us meatbags, could you ask before you take something? On the offchance that whatever it is that you want might be momentarily employed by others to fufil their functions and keeping the ship in working order?"

>>12748050
inform him that you need he squadrons at full strength

>>12748079
H1256-J47 stares at you for a moment before saying, “…fine. But I reserve the right to requisition whatever parts are necessary, whatever their response is.”

>>12748100
"That is quite alright."

>>12748100
"I wouldn't expect anything less,"

>>12748111
"Wonderful. Now, may I show you the new and improved, flying scorpions? They're even angry than before!"

>>12748139
"As long as I remain out of assault range, yes."

>>12748139
"What is it with you and making abominations?
Are you sure you aren't biologis? Or at least studied under a Magos of that field?"

>>12748175
He is a magos biologis. read the previous 8 threads to catch up on the quest

>>12748139
No thank you. I had a bad run in with them last time, and do not desire another meeting with them.

Tell him that if they don't make Angry Marines seem mellow in comparison, they aren't angry enough!

>>12748188
Right

>>12748200

For a moment the exploratory seems crest-fallen, but quickly recovers saying in his synthesized voice, “Very well. I wish you a good day, Lord Captain”

>What next?

>>12748222
Let's ask bear-wrestler for advice on how to make great hats.

>>12748249
To the Archimilitant!

...Or at least you would, if the seneschal hadn't been waiting outside H1256-J47's room. Upon exiting the great metal bulkheads, you find him standing there in wait. Curious, you approach him and ask what he's doing there. He quickly responds, saying, "The last of the prayers and blessings are finished, and the Igneus Aequitas is ready to enter the warp."

>>12748294
awesome. go to the bridge and prepare for the trip.

>>12748294
Right, time to buckle down for what will inevitable be a bumpy ride

>>12748325
>>12748368

The duo begins the long walk to the bridge, the main conversation being the state of affairs on board the ship. It seems the Seneschal is still slightly upset about you shaking up with the astropath, though he refuses to let it get in the way of work and acts completely professional. Unfortunately, this leads to an awkwardly silent trip on the Holy Elevatus, with only annoying music to listen to. Truly, there has never been a more trying period for your patience.

Mercifully, you eventually are released from that mobile hell and enter the bridge.

>>12748420
tell them to prepare for warp

>>12748457
>>12748420
"Bridge Command! Are we ready to warp jump!? If so, then let us begin as soon as possible!"

>>12748457
Your bridge team scrambles into position, giving you the green light to enter warp. Reports come in on the state of the plasma reactors, the repairs, and the warp drive. The geller field is ready and at full power, while the ship is preparing for the jump.

>What is your destination?

>>12748596
The planet that we were going to explore further before we got the Navy distress beacon.

>>12748627
>>12748596
Yeah, the place we were going before we got distracted

>>12748627
You have the orders relayed to the navigator, and soon find yourself facing the familiar warphole. Truth be told, they always scared the shit out of you. Now that you're a Rogue Trader though, guess you have to deal with it.

The Igneus Aequitas enters the warp, and begins it's journey.

>Would you guys like to play out the week, or time skip?

>>12748851
Time skip, baring any important events that happen.

>>12748897
same

>>12748832
I don't know, playing out the week sounds like fun

I'd like to see about patching up our relationship with our Seneschal. He seems rather miffed

>>12748897
A week later, you finally arrive at the unclaimed planet. While the trip was mostly uneventful, there seems to be a bit of distance between the flyboys and the Mechanicus now. At the very least, you don’t have to put up with it.

Sitting in your magnificent chair on the bridge, you watch as the Igneus exits the warp. At last, you can sleep a little easier now that you’re out of the warp. Perhaps the damn night terrors will stop now. Before you, in the grand void of space you spy the unexplored planet, just waiting for you to claim it as your own. In four days, Captain Cetus will arrive with his ship, so you have until then to claim and pacify the world.

>What do you do?

>>12748976

I agree, anything we can do to get the stick out of his ass and steer him towards dealing with it would be a good thing.

>>12749000
(Nice dubs)
I suggest we do a prelimanry scan for settlements
See if any lifeforms have made it pass the rudimentary stages of development

>>12749000
Do we have any way of seeing if there is any life already on the planet below?

>>12749000
Re-scan the planet, in case anything notable has happened since we were here last.

Can you give us a quick run-down of the place, since it's been a while, both in real time and quest time, since we last heard about what the planet is like?

>>12749045
A bridge member informs you that scans indicate the presence of several human tribes in the the mountains, as well as the previously found source of anomlylous energy in the southern pole.

>>12749167
I would get in touch with the tribes first- see if any of them worship chaos or are suitable for conversion to the creed

>>12749215
There are three major tribes that have been located that could be considered capitals, and would serve well to be captured.

>Moutain peak capitol
>Swamp captiol
>Mountain base captiol

>>12749340
Mountain peak capital sounds like the most fun
If we're really sgacious and have no luck, we could just cause a minor avalanche and topple the entire community from the heavens

>>12749340
mountain peak-are we going in guns a blazing, or are we going to try talking to these guys first?

Did you go to Africa again Tablet?

Badass mountain descent. Obviously.

>>12749922
>Nope, just class

>>12749443
You have the seneschal prepare drop craft to take Ripley, , Jet, the five hundred man company, and you down to the mountain capitol, while other two hundred and fifty men companies are sent down to the other capitols to secure them. Gabriel alerts you that the flight parties are ready for carpet bombing, and H1256-J47 informs you that the satelites previously distributed weeks ago were still in orbit.

>What do you do?

>>12750384
Get ready to go down, I suppose. Keep in touch with Invidia via comm bead, in case she senses something. You never know.

>>12750384
Carpet bombing is the last resort, right?
We're going to try to talk to these people before we kill them
right?

>>12750508
Right.

>>12750384

Tell the navigator to make sure that the Igneus is ready to bomb, blast and lance the southern polar anomaly to hell and back. If it is a Tau installation we don't want it to be able to launch a surprise attack when we're dirt-side.

It might be time for an inspiring speech.

>>12750458
The trip is fast and sudden, as one would expect from an orbital drop. While it might not be in the drop pods you always heard about marines using during your time in the Ordos, it is still pretty gut wrenching in its speed. At the very least, you’ve done drops into much more violent warzones before in your last job.

Strapped into the co-pilot’s seat, you observe from the cockpit windows the world around you as you descend. The mountains pierce the sky, rising even higher than the clouds. It is beautiful to watch as you make your way through the peaks into the masked home of the human tribes. Outside, you note that it must be intensely cold up here, and how people can live in this terrain with so little oxygen. Then again, H1256-J47 said they were inside the cloud cover on the mountains. Insulation perhaps? Maybe the clouds kept higher amounts of oxygen, and as a result they could survive on the mountain peaks? Who knew; you certainly aren’t a trained doctor.

>>12750647
Eventually after a fancy display of flight, zigzagging through mountain tops the pilot descends into the clouds as Ripley returns to the cock pit. Dressed in full military gear, he is ready for any possible attack, and the weapons at his side are displayed prominently. What was he doing back there? Probably giving them some resounding speech about serving the Emperor you conclude. You know, you’ve never heard him speak? Weird.

Eventually, the drop craft finds a clear drop zone and lands. Outside you can barely see through the clouds, and the ground seems to be covered in now.

>What do you do?

>>12750657

Order our Archmilitant and his soldiers to form up behind us and walk as purposefully as we can towards the settlement. Make sure we know where the settlement is before striding off so as not to ruin the effect.

>>12750657
Get out, observe surroundings, send out scout servo drones

>>12750715
You take out the data pad the seneschal had given you before your drop. It contains an uplink to the satellites above that will be working as a GPS, and constantly updates to provide new information. Currently in map mode, it shows the approximated position of the capitol. Stepping outside, you have the men form up behind you and Ripley, and prepare to head out.

>What are your orders?

>>12750783

Order weapons displayed but not brandished for the time being, tell everyone to remember this is a show of strength not a purge, follow the map towards the village looking for signs of human life.

>>12750783
Remember, we're here to welcome these people into the Imperium not mercilessly slaughter them all
Unless they're mutants
Or chaos worshipers
Then hey, feel free to go apeshit on them

>>12750880

We're the one who makes that call. Don't even raise the possibility.

>>12750900
Right
Emphasis should be on keep our shit cool for now

>>12750820
The men bring out their various weapons. Las guns, stubbers, flamers, the works. You even think you see someone with a sack of what you think to be doorknobs, but you can’t be sure. With the soldiers at the ready, you begin your march to the capitol.

>>12750934
>I have to go run a lab for the undergrads, so I'll be back in a couple hours. After that, no more interruptions and we'll have non-stop RT-quest. Until then, keep the thread alive and discuss what you guys want to do.

>>12750934
>Sack of doorknobs
????
We should probably speak to the archmilitant about that later

We still have yet to replace our sadly lost hat.
It is our top priority. Remember that.

>>12750949
You mean about how awesome that is right?

awesome but impractical

The clouds obscure your way, and after several jokes by the men about using their “flashlights” to light the way you find yourself at the opening to a small cave leading into the mountain. Oddly you note, it is much warmer on the mountain than you expected. Inside the cave it is dark, far too dark to see from outside.

>What do you do?

>>12752720
Check satellite imagery. I thought there was supposed to be a large city here, not a small cave. Surely we didn't land in the wrong place?

>>12752720
I go in there to bring the light of THA EMPRAH.
Be it with olive branch or lasgun, I care not which.

>>12752720
If we've got 500 guys with us, surely we've brought some Chimeras or other vehicles that would have searchlights with us, yes? If so, turn on the lights. If not, send the shuttle back up and come back with fuckhueg lights.

>>12752746

I assume we're trying to hit it from underneath through the tunnels.

I do think a bit more explanation is needed,

Are there two Rogue Trader Quests?

>>12752776

Yes. What is the story there, OP? I know the other RT is the son of Mercurio Dolemite. What relation are we to him?

>>12752759
The chimera's were thought too dangerous for the slick terrain, and small snowy passages. Thankfully, several sentinals were dropped with you. Checking the map once more, you find the only passage into the city safely is through cave. There was no room to drop in with the lighter unfortunately, leaving only the cave as a safe way of bringing troops to the city safely.

>>12752808
>>12752776

There are indeed two rogue Trader Quests. This was the original, but was suspended for a month while I was away in Africa. during that period, the other one started up, and the players voted to name the character Dolemite in honor of this quest.

>>12752882

go into the cave with an honor guard of the best troopers and Ripley

>>12752882
Ah, excellent. Well, since Sentinels are scouts by their very nature, have them go on ahead to scout and light the way.

>>12753027
Calling up an honor guard of troopers, and Ripley, you bravely head into the cave entrance flanked by sentinels. The searchlights light up the way, while the satellites give your map an approximation of your location. Thankfully after a few run in with some local fauna, you have arrived at what seems to be a wooden gate. In front of it stands what appears to be two humans, each in some strange fun and scale armor. In their hands they wield spears of some sort, and though they’ve adopted what seems to be an aggressive stance, they seem to be rather afraid.

>What do you do?

>>12753111

try to talk with them?

>>12753190
You have the men stay back as you approach, boldly taking the lead. Tapping the translator bead in your ear, you call out to them, saying…

>What do you say?

>>12753236
"My brothers, we come form beyond the stars! We emissaries of the Lord in Heaven. Let us pass, and be welcomed into the brotherhood of light!"

>>12753342
They don't seem to exactly appear overjoyed, and rahter nervously say in some language that seems to have some form of gothic as a base, "afshwebk star god sfpohf ejofnbew join weriohs welcome!"

>what do you do?

>>12753488
Wish we had a translator bead that wasn't total shit.

>>12753511
Face palming at your inferior translator ship, you try to adjust the settings, until you can understand them better.

>>12753488
>star god

Oh, so they know about the C'tan? That's.... that's very bad actually. Well, regardless, ask them to take us to their leader(s), obviously. Since they're the ones with authority, not two guards.

Well, probably.

>>12753619
assume they're welcoming us and walk up to them. if they try anyything, blast them to hell

>>12753646
Think they're calling US star gods

>>12753646
Or they might be talking about the Emperor.

This might actually be an unknown Space Marine recruiting world, now that I think about it.

>>12753677
And then Dolemite was a Necron.

>>12753488

Nod, "Tell me of your world, and how you came to live here".

And keep fiddling with the translator.

>>12753646
You walk up to the gate where the guards stand, and they step aside for you. Pushing aside the door way, you enter the city. It’s… warm. In fact, its tropical. There is no snow, and around you are several buildings designed with modern materials. The sky over head is clear… no wait, you say as you realize it is really a clear dome. What’s going on here you wonder. It is immediately apparent that these primitive humans did not build this.

What do you do?

>>12753813
Ask who leads them. Then ask to be taken to said leaders so we can discuss their glorious initiation into the Imperium of Man!

>>12753813
Be on guard. Continue until someone offers an explanation

>>12753813

Get out explorator down here immediately, we need to know if this is the result of human or xenos tech.

Ask general questions about the world and how they came to live here.

>>12753853
Before you is a clearing, possibly a market square. Humans in cloth dyed in various colors walk around, but upon your question are stunned. Women hold their children closer, while men stand up with weapons drawn. No one is moving, all too scared or shocked to move.

>What do you do?

>>12753931

Hold out your hands empty, palms upwards. "Good people, fellow humans, I come from the stars as an emmisary of the God Emperor of all mankind. I have come to invite you to rejoin the great brotherhood of all mankind. Take me to your leader."

"Look, if you don't have a king or anything, how about someone who deals with foreigners?
A diplomat?
I'll even settle for a powerful merchant if you have one.
Look, just send whoever has the biggest hat, I'm sure I'll be able to work something out from there"

>>12753982
Your gesture continues to leave them stunned, though one by one they begin to speak in hushed tones among themselves. Suddenly, a child breaks loose from his mother and run towards you. He is small and fair of skin, though his body is strong for so young a boy. Inside the dome, he only seems to wear pants as seems to the fashion for most men from what you can see. His arms are covered in scars you notice, as he runs towards you fists pumping as he sprints. Once he gets within a meter of you he skids to a halt and stops, saying, “Akimbuto, star god.”

The mother looks horrified, while the children begin to laugh, as do the odd male here and there.

>What do you do?

>>12754049
"Alright- akimbuto to you too.
So, what's a star god?
Your rulers?"

>>12754049
Alright, obviously we're missing something here.
"Akimbuto?"

>>12754137
The boy stands still for a second, before pointing towards your hat and saying, "Akimbuto"

Have we stumbled into a culture where hats do not denote authority?

Take the hat off and point to it "Akimbuto?" then point to yourself "Akimbuto?" see what the kid does.

>>12754248
THe child laughes at your antics, and before pointing at your hat and exclaiming, "Akimbuto! Akimbuto!"

The adults have ceased being frozen solid in their place and now are chatting even more amoungst themselves, nervously.

>>12754321


Put the hat back on. Obviously, he was complimenting our fancy hat

>>12754321
Hmm.... I'm tempted to have us shoot the child, just to see their reactions. Ah well. For now, ask them again where their leaders are. If they still don't fire a warning shot into the air.

>>12754321

Put the hat back on.

Does the hat have an Aquila on it?

It might be a corrupted term for the symbol (maybe from Akimbo?). See if your translator is getting anything intelligible from the conversations.

>>12754321

I'm not cut out for first contact interpretation.

Does someone else have a hat so we can see if it's "akimbuto" too, or only ours?

That's about the best I can come up with.

I figure either a hat is "akimbuto", and he likes the look of ours, or our hat is "akimbuto", an adjective which damn well better denote "absolutely astounding" in nativese.

>>12754321
You restore your glorious hat to its rightful place atop your head, and call out, “People of this world, I come from beyond the stars, to bring you into the faith! Heed my words, for I am Rogue Trader Dolemite Deadlift, Lord Captain of the Igneus Aequitas, and my words are law! Bring me to your leaders and receive my blessings, or spurn me and suffer my wrath!”

As you finish your words, Ripley and his men appear behind you from the cave, weapons at the ready. Shining great search lights, two sentinels follow the soldiers, towering over the crowd. Lines of your soldiers march in the plaza in unison, their boots stomping in unison, creating an aura of awe and fear in the assembled locals. Suddenly, the soldiers stand still, and part way for five people in cleric robes holding up banners of the Ecclesiarchy and of your Dynasty. The five walk up to you from behind and kneel, as Jet strides into the area with a most dignified look. Damn, does he know how to make an entrance.

The child lifts up his hand for you to take, while pointing past the crowds and saying, “Kaisor! Kaisor!”

>What do?

>>12754539

>Kaisor

Well that one isn't hard to figure out.

Let's get our ring kissed by the headman.

>>12754539
Let's go that way. Bring the men.

>>12754539

Let's follow the kid. (As a side note, it's amazing how many languages have some variation of kai-sahr as a word meaning 'ruler or king', not just ones from areas conquered by Rome either.)

>>12754539

If we find a bald dude with cancer surrounded by dudes in sports equipment with shotgun fists, I'm killing EVERYONE.

>>12754565
You take his hand, and escorted through the market by your little guide, whose surprisingly strong hands refuse to let go of you. The crowd part, and the little boy just runs, forcing you into a light job to keep up with him. The men follow, and after about fifteen minutes of running your are brought to some large mansion.

Its design reminds you of some of the buildings left from worlds conquered by the Ultramarines, but the decorations atop remind you of something much more feral. The pelts of many uncountable kinds of creatures serve as rugs into the grand building, while scenes of battle have been carved and painted onto the large pillars. Eventually, you are brought before a grand doorway, images depicting a grand battle engraved into the door.

>What do you do?

>>12754753

Look for a knocker or ringer or bell. If none are available, just knock on the door ourselves.

>>12754753
Call out the Kaiser.

rolled 49 = 49

>>12754753
"Kaiser?"

>>12754753

"Where is the one the God-Emperor has blessed with the strength to lead these people?"

Call this out.

>>12754786

Peering inside, you are greeted with the image of a great chamber hall, where people come to eat and the “Kaisor” to preside. Three large tables take up most of the hall, each with multiple benches for a great many people to rest upon. The floor is a stony marble, as are walls. The ceiling is decorated in such a way that is depicts the sky above, with a painted sun at the center of it all. From the sun falls a grand chandelier, which lights up the room with either lights or candles, it is too far away to be sure. Against the wall, guards in what you can only guess to be ceremonial gear stand at attention every meter apart, not even turning their heads to look at your arrival.

It is in the farthest back of the room, sitting in an ornamental throne drapped with gold and fur pelts there man resides. He is presumably their “Kaisor,” and he fits the image of what such a warrior based culture would have as their leader. The man seems young, possibly in his twenties, yet a small beard adorns his face. His form is not hidden, body only clothed by a pelt across his groin, sandles, and metal armor for his shins. His Skin is brown and several scars are visible, and an eyepatch covers where his left eye should be. Gold hair falls from his face, uncombed, and with an amused expression he watches you.

>What do you do?

>>12754984

>amused

Alright, let's back off from the anger that washes across us as we see this and realize that if he's not cowed by men from space coming down, especially considering the reactions of his people, he's either got nerves of absolute steel, or he knows something.

Either way, this makes him someone to step carefully around. This doesn't look like some scared chief we can wave our guns at and bully around, and I'm positive there's more than meets the eye here.

>>12754984

Stride up to him and announce who we are. "I am Dolomite Deadlift, Rouge Trader from the Impeirum of Man, here to return this planet to the true light and faith of the God Emperor. Who do I have the honor of addressing?"

>>12755059

I like this. Bold, yet still respectful. Second.

>>12755059
You smile at him, to cover your inner rage at his amused image, and call out, “I am Dolomite Deadlift, Rouge Trader from the Impeirum of Man, here to return this planet to the true light and faith of the God Emperor. Who do I have the honor of addressing?”

The man stands up straighter, the eyebrow above the patch rising in curiosity. He peers at you and your companions with a calculating gaze, instantly taking count of the situation. For a moment, nothing is said, and the room fills with tension. Suddenly, he rises from his chair, and stands up to proclaim, “I adh Kaisor Odr, snvflyk der tribe ged goethe, der muntain lightning cross.”

>>12755222
shoot him. You're the new kaisor

>>12755370
No, this is one cocky bastard. If he is, there's probably a reason

>>12755370

HURR DURR

We're a Rogue fucking Trader. It behooves us to make allies with strong leaders where we can a lot more than it does to destroy our trading opportunities by destabilizing their civilization.

so whats the plan? probably should come up with one before Tablet just has us shoot the guy.

>>12755222

"Kaisor Odr, I wish to know the history of your tribe, and the history of men on this planet, and I wish for you to know the glory of the God Emperor."

since no one else seems to be putting forth any ideas, i guess i'll go:

I am an emmisary of the God Emperor of all mankind. I have come to bring your world back into the fold of the Imperium of Man, from which your ancestors fell out of in ages past. Do you submit yourself and your people to the immortal God Emperor?

>>12755499
He gazes down at you with a stern look, judging your every action. Slowly, a crooked grin forms, and he calls out to you and the men, “I ahd Kaisor Odn, desh fgh tribe goethe. This fgh mountain lightning cross, city der heavens. We men kindle der Star god. We der Star kindlered. Chosen highen hyrol der world tree. Kaisor o Midgand!” The Kaisor’s voice fills the hall, and with his hands makes sweeping motions, obviously meant to convey the point. The guards stand straighter at his words, and for a moment you find yourself cowed by his booming voice, but do not show it.

>what do you do?

>>12755579
shoot him. We're now the kaisor o Midgrand

>>12743608
"girlfirend"
I THOUGHT WE WERE GAY

>>12755579
"Ah, but I come from HIGHER then that!
I've met with the star god himself, and have been chosen to be his emissary to you."

>>12755643
nope. We love delicious psyker waifu ass

>>12755579

Kindle, kinder... Children? Children of the star god? We are all his servants, but his children...

"Kaisor Odn, I serve the Emperor of Man, upon the Golden Throne of Holy Terra. I must ask, do men in suits of metal, standing taller than any other ever come to this place? They are called Astartes, children of the Emperor."

>>12755644
You statement has him confounded, and his raised arms lower to his side. Given you a calculating look once more, the Kaisor begins to think. After a minute of intense thinking and awkward silence, the man steps away from his throne and begins to walk towards you.

>What do you do?

enquire about the star god.

>>12755703

Stand our ground and wonder why the hell we just said something that stupid.

>>12755718
scratch that, you answered first.

>>12755728
The Kaisor stops just short of where you stand, refusing to give ground. Kaisor Odr stands there and just stair at you, looking you up and down, judging every little thing about you. Looking at your shoes, he says gleefing, your pants nfiblr, your coat and shirt talckit. When he looks at your face the two of you lock eyes, and there is an intense stairing contest. Neither is willing ot look away, unwilling to appear weak. This goes on for minutes, until the Kaisor smirks, looks at your hat and says, “Akimbuto.”

>>12755812
he's complimenting our hat, I think. I say we high five him

>>12755812
Is he trying to see if he's taller then us?
Maybe he thinks the hat is an unfair advantage?

>>12755812
did we bring any gifts for him? if we did order them in.

>>12755856
You raise your left and gesture the for the gifts. From behind you, Jet and Ripley arrive, each holding onto something. In Jet’s hand is a copy of the Legio Divinatus, which he holds out for the Kaisor to grasp, while Ripley presents the man with an ornately designed sword, with the Aquila engraved into the pommel. He looks over the two offerings, before grasping onto the sword, and checking out its balance. Slashing the air several times, he is pleased at its masterful craft, and says, “Sragh tribute. I ahd enjoyed.”

>What do you do?

>>12755940
Try to get him to take to bible so he isn't a heretic

>>12755940
"Not tribute- consider it a promisiry of good faith. These are the things all men of the skylands enjoy, and it is why the star god has sent me here."

>>12755940

shake head, maybe a clear "no" hand gesture, and say, "NOT tribute, token of goodwill. i am a messenger from the Emperor of Man. we must speak of lightning cross' future."

>>12756015
He looks up at you from the blade, raising an eyebrow quizzically. Perhaps confused, he says, “Not tribute?” Then, in a moment of realization, his eyes light up and he says confidently, “Ekcyle mcnoggin, I promomose kindle. Kindle witder tribe goethe.”

>>12756073
say, "no. i am a messenger from the Emperor of Man. the only tribute he requires is the devotion of your soul and the enactment of his will. i am here to bring you back into his light, and back into the Imperium of man, the realm built by the star god emperor."

>>12756073
is he proposing and alliance? I think so, take his hand and shake on it

while he's gone, lean back and ask the archmilitant if he's as bored with these futile negotiations as you are

>>12756073
Goddamn translator
We should start drawing pictures, just so that way we know that we're talking about the same thing
I think he's proposing an alliance

In the this year and age, adventure is luxury of the rich and powerful .For Dolemite Deadlift, Rogue Trader and Lord Captain of the Igneus Aequitas, such things are common and every day occurrences. Descending from orbit, climbing mountains, exploring caves, and bringing humans to the galactic stage, all in days work, for such a man. Truly, Dolemite Deadlift is a blessed man.

End Part 9

>>12756296
So, part 9 is over, any questions?

Also, can someone archive this?

>>12756304
what does Akimbuto mean?

IB4 Invidia falls to Slaanesh because of us.

also, do you have a general timeframe of when you're going to be back again?

>>12756320
nice hat

>>12756337
tomorrow, hopefully around 10 eastern or 9 central. Might be earlier

archive here
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/12743608/