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You are Evangeline Salome Rosalina de Fuentes, nobility of Alamos Primus. Your father, an Imperial Guard commander, died in the line of duty. Your mother died giving birth to your fourth sibling and only brother. Newly orphaned, you are now a cadet at the Schola Progenium of Loyola Tertius. This is your first training exercise.

>Character Sheet & Stats
http://pastebin.com/pRZUhxV2

>Previous threads/Archive
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Schola+Progenium

>System/Mechanics
http://pastebin.com/9j0yNNFv

>Experience Points
Attributes cost [current score x2] xp. Every session, the PC will gain a base of 2 XP, plus an extra 1 XP for certain things at my discretion.

>Twitter?
@ValeForQM

Big thanks to a certain MrQ in the hugbox for the new banner and the new edited character art.

“Where is he? Jakko, where's Ander?”

Jakko only grunts unintelligibly, shakes his head, and says, “Ander. Gone. Hear. Give water.” Another grunt. “Leaf.”

Jakko's speech is puzzling, broken Low Gothic, thickly accented. You didn't notice at the beach or the first hours of march, but then he only said his name and was the only one who didn't complain of thirst.
Before you try to ask again to get something of a better answer, Ander comes out of the trees further down the stream.

Before you can ask where he was, he says, “There's another squad filling up, upstream. It might be squad 8, it might not, I can't tell for sure. But they've got horses.”

Horses. The family kept a few, but you only rode a few times. A squad on horseback will definitely get back to the Schola quickly before the rest. Ander motions for everyone to follow him and you move upstream. Sure enough, there they are. Eight black beauties drinking from the stream, one for each cadet. Four cadets of the other squad attend to the horses, the others sitting and resting against trees.

>Weapons free, knock out the resting cadets, ambush the cadets attending the horses.
>Take the resting cadets hostage, demand they turn over the horses.
>Confront them openly. We'll be taking those horses.
>Move on and let them go.
>Other

(Votes will be counted 10 minutes after the first response/vote.)
(IMPORTANT: The mechanics and dice have been changed again. Hopefully for the last time. They're much simpler now. Check the pastebin in the second post.)

>>32234310
>>Weapons free, knock out the resting cadets, ambush the cadets attending the horses.

>>32234310
>Weapons free, knock out the resting cadets, ambush the cadets attending the horses.

>>32234310
aaaaand I'm late

>Weapons free, knock out the resting cadets, ambush the cadets attending the horses.

>>32234458
>>32234520

>>32234540
Just in time. Please roll 1d20 for the ambush. Best of three.

Rolled 20

>>32234567

Rolled 6

>>32234567
rol-

>>32234585
okay then

Rolled 14

>>32234567
>>32234585
I think we're done here, but might as well

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>>32234585
>new mechanics
>first roll
mfw nat 20

Well that's an automatic success. Writing.

>>32234585
>>32234612
>>32234615
looking good for our first roll

also, we should probably up one of our Attributes thats at 2 to 3 when we can, and at the end of this thread, we can up another one when we get more xp

>DC = 20 – WS = 17
>20, 6, 14
Success!

Moving away from the stream and the other squad so they can't hear you, you tell squad 7 your plan. You speak in Low Gothic for the benefit of Jakko, and he nods periodically. Everyone draws their weapon slowly, and Ander sticks with his autogun. He seems...very confident with it. Sabbatine draws her knife, but you don't know if that will really help. She sticks to the back of the group.

The other squad is still watering the horses and resting. You chop your hand forward in signal to engage. You know this from seeing Father's regiment drill several times. Apparently you did it right and they understood, as you put the hand over a cadet's mouth and drag him backward. His eyes bulge as he wakes from his nap. A quick blow to the back of the ear with the pommel of your gladius serves to knock him back out cold. You glance over and see another three unconscious cadets. You notice that the uniform of yours says: JERALD, EDNIL Z8.

The cadets watering the horses seem to have not noticed. The boys move up to take them on, you and the other three girls having been the ones to knock out the resting ones. The other squad doesn't know what hit them. You swear you see Bartamaeus' face light up with glee, but it's gone after a moment. The horses don't even notice a thing the whole time, just drinking up.

>What do you do now?

>>32235006
Loot the other kids for anything useful. Mount up.

>>32235006
seconding >>32235038

but leave them a canteen of water or two if we can spare them

I know it wasn't originally in the supplies, but I'll just say here that every squad has an emergency flare gun just in case.

Looting and mounting up. Writing.

>>32235112
ah, so we don't have to worry about leaving them to die, good

>>32235112
Excellent, no worries then.

This looks promising, OP. I hope you don't mind if I participate?

(Catching up on the archive now)

>>32235374
Welcome, your participation is very much welcomed and appreciated! Don't worry, we'll be having an extra long thread today, so I don't think you'll miss out if you're slow in reading the archives.

Everyone sheathes their weapons, except for Ander. He still keeps holding on to his autogun.

“Check them for anything useful,” you say.

Rena purses her lips and replies, “Is that really necessary? Do we really need to? They need the supplies as well to get back.” The look in Sabbatine's eyes seems to show that she shares the same sentiment. Alizabeth is silent and blank-faced as usual. The boys seem neutral about it but don't make a move yet.

“We can leave them with food and water and whatnot, the essentials. And if they have anything we don't, we're taking it. Besides, I bet they have a flare gun just like we do, though my bet is that use of it is automatic menial work,” you say.

The two girls give a resigned look and everyone starts to go through the bags of the other squad. In the end, you relieve them of the following: four flasks, two autogun magazines, and their rope. You're merciful in leaving them the rest. You won't leave them to die, at least this time. You imagine this isn't the last survival exercise.

The horses aren't as big as the ones on the family estate, but they aren't the size of the ponies that you saw once at the street fair in the nearby city on Alamos. Your back thanks you heartily as you pack up all the gear into the saddlebags of the horses.

As you mount up, you wonder why you were issued with autoguns. The rest of the weapons make some sense for a survival exercise, but firearms really only serve one purpose, and you don't think the abbots would be happy if you had slit the throats of the other cadet squad. You remember the “surprises” the abbot mentioned in the aircraft, but besides the horses, nothing else has shown up in the day.

You ponder over the thought as you mount up, but eventually you stop thinking about it as thinking to ride properly and minimizing later pain in your legs and bottom dominate the forefront of your mind. It's been a while. Everyone else seems to be as accustomed to riding as you are, and Jakko almost falls out of the saddle.

The eight of you ride until sunset, 20:00 on your chronographs. You show the others how to build camp and soon you're set up. The tents are pitched, and the hatchets are put to use for wood to burn. You figure out that the white packets are slab mix, similar to the protein drink you had...yesterday morning. It's not the best meal, but it's the only thing. You could try to forage later, since you're not especially pressed for time with the horses.

The fire isn't really needed, but the night gets quite cold according to the others. It's decided that it's prudent that you set up a watch, switching every hour and fifteen minutes, the sentry warmed by the fire while everyone else is snuggled up in blankets inside the tents. The girls in one tent and the boys in the other, of course. An autogun is left with the sentry along with one of the melee weapons.

>Which watch rotation do you take?

>>32235614
First rotation. Got to set an example for our squad.

>>32235614
>1st Watch

Leady by example.

As an aside, sitting next to the fire would seriously hinder our night vision.

I don't know how 'innawoods' our little noble has ever been in her life, but I'd say we keep warm by walking around or at least getting up every 10 minutes or so to swap positions. Doing so would bugger up a stalkers planned line of approach.

>>32235614
seconding >>32235640 & >>32235642

>>32235672
I imagine we could build a windshelter for the fire so it still warms us yet does not lit everywhere up and ruin our night vision

Rolled 17

>>32235614
Why not two people on watch at a time, both looking away from the fire?

>>32235672
Evangeline's mostly lived on the family estate her entire life so far, only being taken out into the Alamosian jungle a little over a dozen times by her father with a few cousins.

>>32235716
I can't say that you know how to do this, but I can have Ander suggest it. He's easily the most intelligent in the group, I'm not sure if you could tell yet.

>>32235734
The eight of you are twelve years old at most, have been marching and riding all day, and will wake up at dawn, 6:00. You want to sleep.

First watch, please roll a 1d20 for encounter. I'll only take the first one this time.

Rolled 3

>>32235759
DICE GODS HEAR MY PRAYERS!

>>32235716
Let's try to have our first watch go boringly as planned rather than accidentally set everything on fire.

Also, any ideas for punishing whoever sleeps on the job? Looking at you Barty

Rolled 7

>>32235764
stupid Dice Gods and their selective hearing

Rolled 4

>>32235759
NOTHING HAPPENS

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>>32235764
>>32235774
>>32235778

I honestly...

Rolled 16

>>32235759
Rolling

Rolled 11

>>32235787
Don't worry, the 7 shouldn't count, so we're looking at 3, 4, 16

>>32235764
>>32235774
>>32235778
>>32235787
>>32235789
Heh, there isn't really a dice check on this one. HA I have a table of encounters instead. Nothing tooooooooo bad though.

Anyways, writing.

>>32235794
No, just the 3. I said first one only.

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>>32235796
Looks something like this?

>1. 'ERE
>2. WE
>3. GO
>4. 'ERE
>5. WE
>6. GO
>7. 'ERE
>8. WE
>9. GO
>10. RIDIN'
>11. THRU
>12. DA
>13. KOSMOS
>14. Orkorksorksorks
>15-19. [Surprise Lictor]
>20. Vision from the Emperor

Seeing as you've been taking a leadership role so far, you see no reason to stop. You'll lead by example and take the first watch.

Ander stays up for a little bit longer, whittling at branches and messing with the fire. He builds a contraption over the fire. It will keep you warm but preserve your night version he says with a smirk. Then he goes into the tent to sleep.

Your rotation goes by without incident. You sleep for a bit afterwards, but wake up at about midnight. There is no moon out. You try to fall asleep again to no avail, so you go out of the tent, blanket wrapped around you, and talk to...

>Who is on watch?
>What would you like to talk about?

Actually, the encounter will occur after the conversation, my bad. How long you talk depends on you guys.

>>32235909
lets talk to Sabbatine, talk about her history and experiences

>>32235897
I'll say now that this quest occurs before first contact with the Tyranids and the Necrons, but after the Age of Apostasy. I have yet to decide on an exact date, and it may stay ambigious for the rest of the quest.

Gotta go fast

>>32235909
>Rena Pyler
>"Since we're to be bunkmates, might as well get to know one another."

>>32235923
>Post M.36
>Pre M.40-41

That's a good 4 million years of Imperial History to play with, I like the potential here.

>Orks...orks never change.

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>>32235949
>4 million years
do you even millenium

inb4 >>>/u/

>>32235949
>That's a good 4 million years of Imperial History to play with
anon can't into 40k it seems

M stands for Millennia, as in 41st Millennium

>>32235962
>>32235972

Age of Apostasy (and the foundation Adepta Sororitas was M.36). Tyranids and Necrons only became a prominent threat in late M.40.

I meant to say 4 thousand years, sorry.

Rolled 11

>>32235968
Just because you see it coming doesn't mean you can stop it

Suddenly, exterminatus.

Rolled 14

Tie between Sabbatine and Rena. 5 minutes to break the tie, otherwise:
Evens = Sabbatine
Odds = Rena

>>32235994
Wrong again, first contact with Tyranids in 741.M41, and with the Necrons in 897.M41

Rolled 12

>>32236016
Let's go with Sabbatine
There's no chance of romance with Rena

Talking with Sabbatine.

>>32236051
What makes you say that? You'll be sharing a bunk bed for 6 years.

>>32236051
Why not?

>>32236024
Man, I am just embarrassing today.

>>32236051
For conversation just exchange backgrounds I guess.

Tanith4lyf

Just gonna take a short break here, eat a bit and get some fresh air.

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>>32236061
>>32236062
Oh you know. Reasons.

>>32236211
wrong Rena anon, so full steam ahead, besides, gotta enjoy life before we die somewhere no one cares about fighting some =][='s private war

>>32236235
I know. It was a joke
Though I still support chilling with Sabbatine because who knows, she might be a saint

>>32236211
>>32236235
Guys, calm down. We're fucking 12.

Abbott love inbound

>>32236301
We're not a boy, so I think we're safe
But Joffrey isn't

>>32236310
Do you think he's going to end up as a Venenum one day?

>>32236310
Joffrey? You mean Jakko?

>>32236360
he means Bart, the jerk of the boys

>>32236379
Oh you mean Our Own Personal Commissar Training Puppet?

Sabbatine is awake on watch duty, the fourth shift. She stares out into the dark, shifting her gaze every so often. Her autogun rests in the crook of her right arm barrel up, one of the spears buried in the ground next to her. A turned off flashlight in her left hand. One solid projectile magazine loaded and another on the floor. She's shorter than you already, and she looks more minute sitting on the grass in a temperate forest.

You sit down next to her, and she almost starts.

“Can't sleep?”, she asks. “I...know how that is. Quite well. We all do, I think.”

“Things have been happening very fast, recently. Lots of knockouts,” you say.

“It's a first for the rest of us, too.”

“The rest of you... You guys have been together how long?”, you ask. You and Jakko are the only new arrivals within squad 7. You finger the patch on your jacket that says: DE FUENTES, EVANGELINE Z7.

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She speaks hesitantly: “Six years ago, when we were six. The five of us were brought to the orphanage in Ignatius Magna. That's the city just across the sea. Rena was already there when we arrived. I say the five of us, but about a thousand and a half of us were borne on the Wind. Few of us old enough to be cadets back then though.”

Again, she mentions this “Wind.”

“A thousand and a half of you...from the same planet? Where were you born?”, you ask. You were, of course, familiar with the major planets in the sector.

“Nereus Primaris,” she answers. You think back to your lessons. Hive world, relatively close to the sector capital. The Upside-down Megalopolis. You're awful with history though, and news doesn't travel too quickly to backwater systems like Alamos. But all cadets are orphans.

You can tell you won't be able to get much more out of her at this point. You've only been acquainted for two days. Her cheery face from before looks so much more gloomy, and the occasional flicker of light from under the fire cover illuminates the bags under her eyes.

You're about to start telling her about yourself to fill the silent void – barring the crackle of the fire – but you stop when you hear something. Branches breaking underfoot, something padded impacting the ground.

A pair of slitted yellow eyes. A huff, a puff, a hiss-like growl. In the minimal light, the outline of a shape as tall as your shoulder. You slowly remove the fire cover. A juvenile grox.

>What do you do?

>>32236570
Don't waste ammo, that and the gunfire will bring unwanted attention down on us.

Most animals, predator and prey, are adverse to fire. Grab a stick from the fire and ward it off if it approaches.

Blast him if that doesn't work.

>>32236570
seconding >>32236604

while a young cow equivalent, I don't think we know how to butcher and prepare one for food

if we do though, we should make a effort to, it could keep us eating actual food for a week straight if we don't fuck up butchering it

>>32236570
Yeah, trying to scare it off would be best. If the flames don't work, maybe fire into the air instead of at it before actually shooting at it. For all we know, injuring it might just make it go berserk.

>>32236655
We have horses, anon. That's easily 60km a day if we push them a little. It's only 130km away and with 60ish kilometers behind us we can make it the next day if we ride hard.

First team in out of the lot should look pretty snazzy on our first week.

Ho boy. Okay. Roll 2d20 for Willpower and secret.
I don't know if I'll ever have grox again in the quest, but you guys might want to read this: http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Grox#.U3s46tKSxIF

Second line of the second paragraph.

>>32236684
what the fuck are you smoking, its a goddamned cow for fucks sake, fuck me, I even said it in the post before you >>32236655
>while a young cow equivalent

Just one question: When you're in the Schola Progenium cursus, it's just as possible to end in the Commissariat than in the Adepta Sororitas, right?

Rolled 17

>>32236727
>http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Grox#.U3s46tKSxIF

Well, fuck.

LOOKS LIKE MEATS BACK ON THE MENU, BOYS.

Rolled 11, 7 = 18

>>32236727
huh, the black library lied to me

Rolled 4, 13 = 17

>>32236727

>>32236728
>http://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Grox#.U3s46tKSxIF
Grox are agressive reptiles. Some are lobotomized to serve as cattle, but that it.

>>32236744
Stormtrooper, Commissariat, Adepta Sororitas and others all draw their initiates from the Schola Progenium.

I'm not sure exactly when they are divided up from simple Progenium Cadets and trained in preparation for their more specific career paths but in the Caiphas Cain books the Commissariat Cadets all appeared to be well into their teens.

>>32236727

>>32236763
Don't forget the Imperial Navy.

Rolled 11

>>32236745
Erm, rolling the second d20.

>>32236728
>Implying I know what the fuck you're talking about
Ignoring how that doesn't make it harmless, the post you yourself backed suggested blasting it, and I don't see what about my post is any more extreme than that.

>>32236760
>>32236727
well color me surprised, the novels always make them look and read like cattle

>>32236745
its 2d20 anon

>>32236772
no capitals in the dice anon

>>32236774
The Navy have their own officer academies, unless you mean to say that the Progenium cadets are sent there afterwards?

Rolled 7, 5 = 12

>>32236727
Rolling

>>32236763
Oh my.

We'll end up Commissar, with this attitude.

>>32236795
>We'll end up Commissar, with this attitude.
nah, we're heading for the Stormie's

>>32236781
>its 2d20 anon

I realised, hopefully Valefor will accept my combo deal >>32236745 >>32236775

>>32236813
it should be legit, the second was rolled before 3 2d20's were rolled so it should be the 3rd roll

>>32236804
We'll head wherever the Emperor needs us. And the Emperor needs Stormtroopers, son.

Seriously though, a bit early to be picking a career choice. Maybe we'll like the Stormtrooper gig, maybe we'll like the sash and blamming. That's a choice for another day.

>>32236763
>>32236744
Probability wise canon-wise, no. Sororitas takes precedence for females AFAIK. But in this quest, you could go any way you want, though I'd really to prefer not to go Sororitas because I don't know much about them or have any idea how I'd write that.

Despite it's extreme level of grimderp and many elements I dislike, I'll be going in accordance with the Militarum Tempestus codex in that the abbots mark you and they have an idea what your future will be. The last phase of your last year will truly lock it in with the Trials of Compliance leading up to Selection Day.


Your path will be determined by your leanings in training and study, your defining actions and personality, the social links you maintain, and of course, the general leaning of the players.

>>32236822
Fuck yeah
>Dat will check

>>32236834
Oh. And no Assassins. Here I'll just lay out all the possibilities:

Commissar (Guard or Navy)
Storm Trooper (probably squad Sergeant)
Naval Officer (start at Lieutenant, not sure how I'll do this yet but I think I can do it)
Interrogator/Acolyte
Arbites
Sister of Battle (meh)

You might just get picked up by the =][= eventually, but Interrogator/Acolyte just puts you in from the get-go.

Well, I mean, if you guys want, you can become an Adept. Heh.

>>32236893
Assassins, as far as I know, don't recruit from the Schola. All their recruits are broken in early, around age 5-10.

The fact that you're apathetic about the Sisters makes me want to choose them but no, Stormies Represent.

>>32236991
fuckyeah stormies, we live long enough and we'll get picked up by a =][= and get us a cybernetic replacement or two

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>>32237048
And we get to score some Arcturian Poontang, right?

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>DC = 20 – WP = 17
>17, 11, 4
>Success!

>DC = 20 – WS – 1 = 16
>11, 7, 13
>Failure!

Slowly, ever so slowly, you reach for one of the chopped tree branches with your left hand, creeping your gladius out of its sheath with your right. Sabbatine is stock still, but her eyes dart between you and the grox. Gladius drawn, you put the end of the branch into the fire ever so slowly again, waiting for it to catch. The grox blinks once, twice. It hiss-growls again.

You pull the branch out of the fire so-so-so slowly, the end caught. You rise to your feet, trying your very hardest not to move quickly. Drops of sweat roll down your face. They're not from the fire.

Then you start waving the lit branch in front of the grox. Its eyes follow it, dilating.

It pounces.

You try to stab your sword into its head as it bears down on your, but you're knocked onto your back. Your head hits the ground. Four times now. You feel the heat of the fire very close to the left side of your face. Something burns. The smell of the grox's breath combined with whatever's burning is horrendous. It roars in your face. Sabbatine screams.

A loud bang. Gunsmoke. Something warm, very warm, splashes on your face. The grox staggers off of you and topples over. You turn your head to see Ander with his autogun, a wrecked flash over the muzzle.

“I swear by the Saint, it works every time in the picts,” he says. The wrecked flask is promptly discarded.

Another bad smell. You get up finally, and Sabbatine is in fetal position on the ground. Poor girl pissed herself.

The rest of the night is a blur. Next thing, you wake up in the tent. It's dawn. The right sleeve of your fatigue jacket is cut off and your arm is bandaged.

>What do you do now?

Captcha: lvvnssm EMPEROR

>>32237173
check everyone is intact and ready to continue moving and check our supplies, pack everything we have up and get ready to move off on the horses

>>32237173
>Dig into delicious grox meat
>Ask Ander what works everytime in the picts
>Also thanks him

>>32237173
Check on the horses to see what condition they are in.

>>32237197
Like I said before, if we ride hard we'll make reach the objective within the day.

Two riders ahead of the main group to avoid ambush on the path, but we should already have outstripped our competing cadets in any case.

I should probably include a counter of km covered, huh?
47/130

>>32237202
I'm guessing he tried to use the flask like a suppressor, as seen in some movies.

>>32237242
>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Endurance_riding
>In the United States, most endurance rides are either 50 or 100 miles (160 km) long.

Sweet, Team 8 can suck a choad.

I'm eating dinner, so I'll leave you guys to discuss a bit.

Potential topics:
Would you guys like to play out the rest of the exercise or skip to arriving at the Schola?
How would you like to thank Ander?

Obviously, playing out the rest of the week will mean more encounters and more rolling, but also more XP and more socialization/characterization.

Further topics for discussion:
The PC is 12, and so, is coming into sexuality.
WE DON'T HAVE THE FAMILY BLADE
XP spending?

>>32237315
I'd like to play out the not boring bits like endless travelling, but the encounters and getting to know the other cadets

>spoiler
we won't kill him first when we're stranded and need his supplies

>>32237334
>WE DON'T HAVE THE FAMILY BLADE
they better look after it and give it back to us when we get back or theres gonna be blood spilled

>XP
at the end of this thread we'll have 9, which means we can spend 8 and get two level 2 attributes up to 3, I think we should increase intelligence/perception and agility/endurance

>Schola
Unless the other teams got their hands on some transport the same time we did we're miles ahead of ANY other team and WAY ahead of our opponents.
I'd say we skip to the Schola, see our victorious and sore rear-ends safe return.

>Thank Ander
Keep it simple, but sincere.
"That could of gotten messy. Thanks, I owe you one."

>XP
Weapon skill, straight up. I have a feeling Barty is going to be raring for a rematch, and so might the cadets of Team 8. Schola kids don't play nice, our family blade should be at hand at all times.

Then agility/endurance like >>32237359 said.

>>32237422
our WS is at 3, which would cost 6 to get it to 4, so we'd need to get extra XP besides the base 2 from each thread before we could level another attribute up

>>32237497
Ah, I agree then.

I'd say Agility, Endurance and Fellowship in that order.

>>32237537
we could get WS up to 4 this thread if we get extra XP, but I think getting two of our rank 2 attributes up to rank 3 would be better, after all, the relevant attribute decreases the relevant DC

>>32237577
I have to say it's an interesting take on the system (I like it).

But the Blade of Succession should give us a hefty enough advantage with WS3 that we should do well enough in any case. Better to invest it in the areas we are lagging in for now.

>>32237615
The system isn't all that different from Dark Heresy. It's separated Leadership into its own stat, reduced the die size from d100 to d20, and made it roll over instead of roll under. That said, it's interesting, and I wouldn't mind using something similar for a more rules light game, myself.

Guys, I'm starting to crash a bit, I didn't get much sleep last night. That said, I could take a shower, get some sugar in me and get 2-4 more updates out, but that would rule out another session tomorrow. What will it be?

>>32237819
I'd prefer you take it easy and run another session tomorrow instead of pushing yourself tonight.

>>32237835
actually scratch that, I wouldn't be able to make it tomorrow, so whatever feels best for you OP

>>32237819
Rest up now and go for a full thread tomorrow

Also, out of curiosity, why did you separate Leadership and Fellowship?

>>32237819
I'm about to crash too OP, but we've had a good run as far as these things go. Solid ETA for next time?

>>32237860
The distinction is probably more important for Schola cadets than it would be for your average DH victim/player.

I guess I'll hit the sack soon then. If someone would kindly archive the thread.

>>32237860
To tell you honestly, I don't remember exactly, but it felt logical at the time. Leadership will be a measure of trust people have in you to make the right decisions and the ability to inspire them to do something. It's more of a group thing. Fellowship on the other hand, is more personal, social skills, getting people to like you and trying to persuade.
If you guys would rather it put them back together as one stat, I would be amenable to that, and push the consolidated stat up to 4 as compensation.

>>32237906
Solid ETA would be tomorrow, May 21st, 0800 UTC.

>>32237933
Wait, what the fuck time is it now? My clock is saying it is the 21st already, does 4chan time run on MST or UCT or what?

>>32237953
GMT/UTC+10 here, half an hour until its the 21st, where are you in the world?

>>32237953
It is currently 1327 UTC, May 20. 4chan time runs on EST.
http://www.worldtimeserver.com/current_time_in_UTC.aspx

>>32237933
No it makes sense, there's a definite difference between having people trust you to make the right decision and liking you/listening to what you say.

Although, I'd suggest you grant us the choice to use Leadership or Fellowship to persuade someone where appropriate?

>>32237933
I'm fine with the break between LD and Fel as long as it remains clear. I actually agree with you reasoning, I just wanted to make sure there WAS reasoning, you know?

>>32238004
That would be acceptable.

I'll be sticking around for the next two and a half hours if you guys have any questions for me.

>>32237973
Australia, mate. Where the women glow and men chunder.

Would you guys like the scratches on your right arm from the grox to scar? The scars will probably stretch as you grow and train, though.

>>32238052
nah, any scars we keep should be ones with a badass story behind them, ones worthy of keeping

>>32238057
Dueling scars, ho!

>>32238052
How does the wounds system work? Maybe scarring should have something to do with that.

>>32238013
QLD/NT? no DST here

>>32238057
I agree, then again it's not like we should really have a choice in whether a scar is permanent. And it'd be fun to bullshit like a bloody Catachan at a boozefest to others over how we got it.

>"How'd you get that scar, ma'am?"
>"This one? Ah, now there's a tale..."
>*stare off wistfully into the distance*

>>32238116
Coast off Qld, it's only just creeping into the 21st now.

>>32238092
Uh, well. My plan really is to hand wave stuff. Light wounds are +1 to DC involving that limb, more serious wounds are +2 to DC. Loss of limb will get you pulled out of combat provided you're with others, dice gods willing. Then you'll get a new limb, snazziness depending on who you're goody-goody with.

>>32238134
>Catachan Devil snuck into my tent, so I punched it's skull in, but it gave me a nice scratch before I killed it
A Catachan Devil
>That's right
In your tent
>Mmhm
You're full of shit, Sergeant.
>Fuck off Nieves, like you'd know a Catachan Devil if you saw one

>>32238161
Then I guess I'd say serious wounds should have a chance to scar, but light wounds probably don't?
Though I have plenty of scars that I don't know the story behind…

>>32237933
>Solid ETA would be tomorrow, May 21st, 0800 UTC.
should we keep the thread alive?

>>32238377
Nah, it'll be a new session.

>>32238387
well this thread might still be alive by then, its only got 145 posts in it

Oh, shit. Completely forgot.

2 XP: Base
1 XP: Knocked out Squad 8 and took their horses

>>32238828
awesome, so that puts us up to 10xp, I say we level perception and endurance both up to 3, which leaves us with 2xp to spend later

>>32238877
You can vote on it next session, I remembered too late and the other players are gone now.

>>32238959
will do, I'll probably make it late to the thread, I'll be working tomorrow night but should be finished before the threads over