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It’s been several weeks since your little foray amongst the twin stars. In that time you’ve mostly kept to yourself and out of the way. The logistics and management of scrap recovery just doesn’t appeal to you in the slightest. Nor does whatever passes for corruption when it comes to an Eldar. You’re a daemon of Khorne after all. If something doesn’t offer you a proper battle or a means to test your mettle then it isn’t worth your time.

Unless, of course, said activities come at the request of a certain Plaguebearer or Lady of Change. They get a free pass. Right? Still, you feel like you’ve been neglecting your Khornely duties lately. You don’t have nearly enough skulls should your patron decide to drop in for tea again. And that’s a problem.

In any case, the moment you receive word that the Engine’s ready to get underway again you’re already in motion towards the bridge. To your surprise, Sytili is already there, floating off to the side of several readouts and displays. The Zoanthrope’s the only living thing present besides you, which is odd as you’ve usually seen her only in the company of Acerea. Is it your imagination or do the Tyranid’s talons seem longer?

“Sssssso…” Sytili begins, turning mid-air to look at you as you enter. “Where are we headed?”

> [1] Be honest: you haven’t decided yet. Maybe talking with her can help that
> [2] We’re going back to destroy Port Wander
> [3] We’re returning to the Calixis Sector to decimate a planet or two
> [4] We’re remaining here in the Expanse for a bit
> [5] Write in

>>37112143
> [1] Be honest: you haven’t decided yet. Maybe talking with her can help that
Need to kill something whatever we do.

>>37112143
>[1] Be honest: you haven’t decided yet. Maybe talking with her can help that
Wherever we can find the biggest skulls.....

>>37112143
>[2] We’re going back to destroy Port Wander

>>37112143
>[1] Be honest: you haven’t decided yet. Maybe talking with her can help that

>>37112143
>> [1] Be honest: you haven’t decided yet. Maybe talking with her can help that

>>37112143
> [1] Be honest: you haven’t decided yet. Maybe talking with her can help that
Hruds maybe? Have something nice for our Mechanicus pals when we get back.

[1] it is then. Writing...

Hey, how many Wraithlord spears did we get from the binary sunset?

>>37112143

You shrug, shaking your head for added effect. “As eager as I am to actually DO something I haven’t decided yet. But I do know one thing: wherever we’re going will involve skulls. Lots and lots of skulls.”

The Zoanthrope snickers, practically hissing with mirth. “More biomatter issss alwayssss a good thing. Essspecially sssince there isss but ssso much we can do with the Wraithbone we jussst collected.”

“Makes me wonder why we bothered collecting it at all…” you reply as you move over to sit into the Captain’s Chair. The wide-backed, brass-colored seat is something you had installed after finding out the old one was too small for you. You wouldn’t dare call it a throne but sitting in it does impart a sense of visual superiority.

“It’ssss not all for naught. We’ll be able to make sssome good armor and weaponsss out of it at the very leassst. And there’sss alssso the Webway componentsssss…”

You wave her off, “No skulls though. Or blood. That’s what I’m after.”

“I sssupposse it would be bessst we found you an outlet that doesssn’t involve ssstrangling my flock.”

“Hey it’s not my fault they couldn’t…”

Sytili laughs again. “They will. In time.”

A grunt serves as your reply. Using controls built into the armrest of the chair, you pull up a starmap on one of the displays. “I figure the bloodiest thing to do would be to blow that station in Rubycon II out of the heavens,” you say. “And it’d deal the Imperium a great blow.”

“We’re but one ssship though,” counter Sytili. “Do you think you could do sssuch a thing? It sssseemssss almosssst ssssuicidal...”

“Hi. I’m Cinder. I’m a Bloodthir-”

“Jusssst making sssure… Are there other placesss though?”

You swirl the map around, highlighting a few planets as you do. “If I know one thing about the Imperium it’s that there’s always a few planets that can turn into a warzone with the right push. Those could take some time though. After the initial push I’m liable to be out of worthy opponents.”

(cont)

>>37112810

“Isssn’t that alwaysss the cassse when it comesss to you though?”

You raise an eyebrow. “Was that a compliment?”

“It wasss sssuppossed to be, Yesss.”

“Hm. Just making sure.”

The two of you sit in silence for a time, both staring at the starmap. Sytili breaks it by asking, “What would happen if you issssued an open challenge?”

You rub your chin in thought, your golden tipped claws sliding over your red skin. “The Imperium would probably send some Grey Knights. Quite a few in fact. It might even attract some other daemons if worded properly. But…”

“But that involvessss sssitting around, waiting,” she finishes for you. “I sssupposse it wasss a bad idea. Never mind…”

“Better a bad idea than a bad weapon. Reminds me, I should give Wormbag some grief the next time I see him. ‘Not worthy of a weapon’ my ass.”

“Who’ssss Wormbag?”

> [1] TLDR version
> [2] Short version
> [3] Your lineage dates back to the…

>>37112742
A handful. Enough to equip the surviving Wraithlords (there's not many) and have a few left over.

>>37112834
>[3] Your lineage dates back to the…
Haahhaha.Yer gonna be here a while Sytili......

>>37112834
>[3] Your lineage dates back to the…

>>37112834
> [3] Your lineage dates back to the…
I can't resist.

>>37112834
>> [3] Your lineage dates back to the…

Poor Sytili.

Writing...

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>>37113037
>Pic related is Sytili afterwards.....

>>37113037

She asked for it, we are merely providing an answer which should keep us busy for a few moments...

>>37112834

Come to think of it, you’ve never told your entire history to someone. Now seems like a good a time as any to practice. Half of a legend’s pervasiveness is due to how it’s told, after all. How can you expect a Herald to get it right if you yourself can’t?

To that end you tell Sytili (nearly) everything, from the time your birth to when she joined your merry band of heretics. Much to your amusement she seems to listen attentively the entire time you speak, even asking questions in places. By the end of if you swear the Zoanthrope’s even sporting the beginnings of a reddish hue.

“I sssshould have aasssked earlier,” she remarks. “It isss a good ssstory.”

You smile. “Glad you think so. First time I’ve told it. It probably needs revision in places before it gets sent into the Immaterium or across the Imperium.”

“Definitely needssss more ssskullsss in placessss. I’ll work on a versssion in my ssspare time.”

“Huh. Thanks, Sytili. You’d be a better Herald than Proditus if you came up with something.”

She tilts her head to the side. “Who’s Proditus?”

You’re confused at first. Didn’t you mention him? On thinking on it, though, you realize you glazed over him in the same manner you did Small-Horn. And that he’s been on the Engine this entire time, likely holed up in his room.

“No one important. He’s the astropath I mentioned earlier. If you sense another psyker aboard that’s probably him.”

Sytili narrows her eyes for a moment then shakes her head. “There issss only myssself, Kaysssisss, and Acerea. No one elssse ssshowsss sssignsss of pssychic potential.”

Well that’s a problem.

> [1] Go check on Proditus
> [2] Meh. You’ll check later.
> [3] Write in

Guess I should actually start tracking Sytili's corruption somewhere.

>>37113336
> [1] Go check on Proditus
headpat the big headed zoanthrope, she gave us good info.

>>37113336

Didn't we leave him with Iggy because we didn't want to accidentally kill him for being the most useless mook after we killed No-Horn...

>>37113336
> [1] Go check on Proditus
Sounds like SOMEONE isn't doing his job. And death is no excuse when you work for Chaos.

>>37113336
>> [1] Go check on Proditus

>>37113405

Nope. He's our only way to send/receive messages. If he kicked the bucket we won't find out about Iggys promotion.

>>37113336
>[1] Go check on Proditus
Fuck....Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.......
>Headpat Sytili before you leave though

>>37113336
[1] Go check on Proditus

Did that arsehole kill himself? Of all the inconsiderate...

I wanted us to kill him!

>>37113441
I don't wanna headpat people for just anything. They gotta be special. Don't be a headpatting slut!

[1] it is. Writing...

>>37113530
But she gave us important information anon!

And can the canslaps, it's not gonna happen

>>37113586
I hate this galaxy and everyone in it. Why can't we go hang out with Orks for a while?

>>37113562
Correction: It was information concerning Proditus.

>>37113336

It’s a good thing you had your chair reinforced. Else the speed and force behind you leaping to your feet might have crushed it. “Of all the stupid, inconsiderate… I did NOT give him permission to die. Or to leave. But for his sake it’d better be that he died.”

“I’ll come with you if you don’t mind,” comments Sytili. She’s already floating behind you in your wake as you storm from the bridge. The two of you reach Proditus’ quarters in short order. There’s not a soul inside. No body, no personal effects, hell you’re not even sure someone was ever even here to begin with. Needless to say, you’re fuming.

> [1] Look really hard for clues (Per)
> [2] Roar something incoherent and let Sytili do her thing (Her WP)
> [3] Ask the ship’s AI to check the records (Int)
> [4] Write in

>>37113701
>[2] Roar something incoherent and let Sytili do her thing (Her WP)

>>37113701
> [1] Look really hard for clues (Per)
> [3] Ask the ship’s AI to check the records (Int)

>>37113701
> [1] Look really hard for clues (Per)
CINDER: ACE CLUETHIRSTER!

>>37113701
>> [2] Roar something incoherent and let Sytili do her thing (Her WP)

>>37113701
>[1] Look really hard for clues (Per)

This room will yield its secrets lest we disassemble it...

>>37113701
> [3] Ask the ship’s AI to check the records (Int)

>>37113701
>> [1] Look really hard for clues (Per)
and if that fails, do
>> [2] Roar something incoherent and let Sytili do her thing (Her WP)

I think [1] wins for now. I'm breaking it up like this so there's a chance of only needing to do one check.

1d100 vs 45

Passing may not net you answers. We're looking for degrees of success here.

>>37113701
> [2] Roar something incoherent and let Sytili do her thing (Her WP)
and if we remember
> [3] Ask the ship’s AI to check the records (Int)

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>37113960
weeelll

Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>37113960
GOOO

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>37113960

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>37113960

>>37113976
>>37113991
>>37113998

You do find SOMETHING. But not enough to answer where he went. You'll see in a bit. Writing...

>>37113976
Nicely done anon!

I just remembered there being a surprise waiting for us if we went to the planet whose conflict spawned Cinder that ELH mentioned a long time ago.

After dealing with this mess, think that would be an option, or are we holding this off for endgame material?

>>37113701

Containing your rage (for the moment) you begin a thorough search of the room. By the time you’re finished it looks like a warzone - complete with gashes in the walls and debris strewn about. The only thing you find that confirms Proditus WAS here at some point is a bit of his robes: a torn, ragged scrap of black cloth. You would have missed it entirely had you not ripped the bed to shreds.

“When I find him…” you growl, clenching the bit of fabric impossibly hard in your claws.

“Let me ssssee it,” ask Sytili. “Maybe I can learn more.”

> 1d100 vs 60

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>37114149

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>37114149

UNLIMITED COSMIC POWER!

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>37114149
and away!

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>37114149

>>37114178
>>37114180
jesus that was close, careful there anons

>>37114174
>>37114178
>>37114180

Sytili saves the day. And only risks hurting herself to do it!

Writing...

Oh she has her own sheet now too. Will add to it as time goes on.

>>37114149

Sytili pulls the cloth into the air before her from your hand when you offer it out. As her eyes narrow you note that the zoanthrope’s expose brain seems to pulse with energy. She remains silent for a full minute before relaxing and letting the bit of robe drop to the floor.

“He teleported to the Blood Raven’ssss ssship jusssst before it left.”

You open your mouth to roar in anger only for Sytili to stop you with a raised talon. “It getssss worsssse. Or better depending on your definition I think. Ignitrix ssseemsss to have ssssealed the Ravenssss into a bubble in the Warp.”

“I… what…” You’re at a loss for words. Sorcery is not something you know about other than it has no place in a proper battle. “Why would she do that?”

“I don’t know. But I could let them out if you want and you could asssk them yourssself.”

> [1] BRING THOSE TREACHEROUS DOGS HERE NOW (Her WP)
> [2] Leave them. It might screw up Ignitrix’s plans if they’re moved.
> [3] Write in

>>37114411
> [1] BRING THOSE TREACHEROUS DOGS HERE NOW (Her WP)
Rip and tear time.

>>37114411
>[1] BRING THOSE TREACHEROUS DOGS HERE NOW (Her WP)

>>37114411
> [3] Write in
>Figure out a way of getting in contact with Iggy to figure out what to do, she's the planner.

>>37114411
>[2] Leave them. It might screw up Ignitrix’s plans if they’re moved.

>>37114411
> [2] Leave them. It might screw up Ignitrix’s plans if they’re moved.

>>37114411
>> [3] Write in
Let me at them.

>>37114411
>[3] deal with it later we need to take some skulls NOW

>>37114411
> [2] Leave them. It might screw up Ignitrix’s plans if they’re moved.

We can grill her about it when we regroup, THEN we can kill them.... just in case they weren't TRAITOROUS DOGS...

>>37113336
>Guess I should actually start tracking Sytili's corruption somewhere.

I really want her to go Nurgle route. That fits Nids.

But, then again, Chaos Undivided might be worth it.

>>37114491
But if you kill them now, you can take their skulls

>>37114501
Nah.Chaos "Slightly" undivided.Slaanesh can piss off

>>37114558
I think Nids should replace Slaanesh. They represent perfection, after all.

The hedonism of the Eldar is replaced with the darwinism of the Nids.

>>37114411
leave em
She's a birdbrain, EVERYTHING is a plan somehow. we dont need to fuck this one up yet, seeing as it's not actively in the process of a visible fuckup. im 65% sure we could see if things weren't going to plan.

>>37114411
> [2] Leave them. It might screw up Ignitrix’s plans if they’re moved.

Think we're tied still. Will wait a bit then make a Cinder-Approved decision if still stuck.

>>37114411
> [1] BRING THOSE TREACHEROUS DOGS HERE NOW (Her WP)

Here we go

>>37114411
>[2] Leave them. It might screw up Ignitrix’s plans if they’re moved.
Think of best bird

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>>37114592
I fucking love it! FUND IT!

>>37114411
> [1] BRING THOSE TREACHEROUS DOGS HERE NOW (Her WP)
We are unpredictable right?
Plus iggy can think on her feet

>>37114726
And all we need to do is get Sytili to become a Daemon Princess.

>>37114678
>>37114696
>>37114714
I love this board

>>37114678
The problem is that [2] is in a way a better option but it's also out-of-character and kind of meta-gaming

Iggy could have also planned for the Ravens to get mulched by Cinder

>>37114678

>2

Let her play her games. we've got a sector to wage war on and skulls to claim

Gunna tally votes from here up. Bear with me for a moment...

I think [2] has it by a single vote. Which means Ravens stay where they are for now.

Writing...

>>37114592
This is a good idea.

>>37114411

Impulse almost sees you demanding that Sytili bring the Ravens here to face your wrath. But then you remember that Ignitrix might be keeping them there for a reason. Getting vengeance isn’t worth messing up the Lady of Change’s plans.

Exercising supreme restraint, you take a deep breath. “No. Leave them there.”

Sytili tilts her head slightly to the left. “You ssssure? I would have thought…”

A growl quiets her. “I’m not as foolhardy as my fellows. In filling my need for blood I may ruin Ignitrix’s designs. Which then may lead to further problems down the line. Don’t get me wrong. I HATE the fact I’m doing this. There’s skulls RIGHT THERE that might deserve being taken and I’m passing them up.”

“You ssssure do trust her,” remarks the Zoanthrope. “I understand why after hearing your ssstory but to anyone elssse…”

She falls silent. Probably for fear of your fury even though she has a good point. In a certain light, naive outsiders might see this turn of events as a part of some greater betrayal. But Ignitrix wouldn’t do that to you. You wouldn’t believe it even if such a thing happened unless she told you herself. Maybe that’s a fault of yours. Maybe that’s why you’re not dead in a ditch somewhere - you’re capable of forging relationships instead of only screaming bloody murder and rushing foolheartedly into battle.

You notice that Sytili has begun to inch towards the door while you think. It’s no wonder why. You are a towering inferno of rage at the moment. Maybe you should say something.

> [1] Silence speaks louder than words
> [2] Tell her she doesn’t have to be frightened of you
> [3] Ask that she leaves you alone for now
> [4] Try and lighten the mood with a joke (Fel)
> [5] Write in

>>37115228
> [4] Try and lighten the mood with a joke (Fel)
and boop her nose, so ridiculous it can't go wrong!

>>37115228
>[2] Tell her she doesn’t have to be frightened of you
> [4] Try and lighten the mood with a joke (Fel)

>>37115228
>[5] Write in
ask her to find you SOMETHING to kill to vent some rage, now

>>37115280
Seconding

>>37112834
>>37112834
>A handful. Enough to equip the surviving Wraithlords (there's not many) and have a few left over.
Could we have Sytili and Wormbag fashion us two Cross-Pikes out of them?

based op i remember the first quest it was glorious looking forward to catching up

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>>37115228
> [4] Try and lighten the mood with a joke (Fel)

But also
>>37115280

Cinder would never hurt Sytili.

>>37115298

So you want what... to dual wield dual bladed spears? Darth Maul pls.

>>37115228
>> [2] Tell her she doesn’t have to be frightened of you
> [4] Try and lighten the mood with a joke (Fel)

>>37115395
With a laser crossguard.

>>37115228
> [4] Try and lighten the mood with a joke (Fel)

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>>37115395
No, I want to dual wield these, but with lasers at the end.

I think we're combining [4] with the write in.

1d100 vs 42

If you fail (sans 100) you just aren't funny. But it's the thought that counts right?

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>37115483
Let's cheer our friend up!

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>37115483
come on epic fail

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>37115483

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>>37115506
Looks like we killed her!

>>37115506
OH SHIT!

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>>37115506

Huh.

So that's a thing.

Well in that case I'm just going to go ahead and skip the roll I was gunna do for a random encounter. Sytili will get you someone special.

>>37115506
OF COORSE .... no fun to be had

>>37115541
>"I'll be here all week!"

>>37115506
Wow I guess Tyranids and Khornates have the same brand of humor................. bloody hell.

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>>37115506
........No words.....Just....No words.....

>>37115541
so, you better write the most hilarious joke ever

>>37115609

> In other news, the QM goes mysteriously missing after trying to come up with a good joke. More at 11.

>>37115609
no that joke is not meant for human eyes,
your haed would just fly up in a bloody fontain in an offering to Khorne

>>37115662
>joke is censored due to its corrupting effects on the mind

Is Kaysis going to get her own corruption running count?

Or will she need to become more important for that to happen?

>>37115639
Just have Cinder whisper it to Sytili and Sytili fall over laughing. Not meant for mortal ears. Even if we did here it it'd kill any non Khornate human. Sytili is immune cause Tyranid.

>>37115662

So an atheist, a vegan and a CrossFitter walk into a bar. I only know because they told everyone within two minutes.

>>37115720
>Not meant for mortal ears.
Hi Lovecraft.

>>37115662
>>37115679
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8gpjk_MaCGM

>>37115639
It's not about if the joke was good or not, it's about Ssssytili'ssss reaction to it.

>>37115828
This

All that matters is that she is no longer scared.

>>37115854
She falls for us and gets in to a bitter rivalry with iggy.

>>37115985
There's more than enough Cinder to go around.

And besides, Iggy and Sytili should hang out more. They're both psykers. Maybe Sytili could learn from Birdbrain's tomes or something. Get a little chaos magic going on.

>>37115228

Khornate daemons tend to not have many jokes. There’s no time to be funny when you’re charging across no-man’s land betwixt plasma fire. But you do know of one joke that is sure to lighten the mood and break the tension.

“Hey, Sytili,” you say.

Her talons chitter apprehensively. “Yesss?”

“__________________________________________________________”

She starts to sport a smile. “And then?”

“And then I say to him, ‘that’s not a skull, that’s my Juggernaut!’”

With that the Zoanthrope actually bursts into laughter. You follow suit with a booming laugh of your own. All traces of stress in the air vanish. You’re still mad, of course, but Sytili is definitely now at ease being around you.

“I would not have thought you were capable of humor,” teases Sytili. “Essspecially at a time like thisss.”

You wink. “Work it into my story somehow.”

She chitters in amusement and turns towards the door. “Come with me. I think we both know you ssstill need to ssssmassh ssssomeone’s head in. Better I try thissss downssstairs.”

Before you can reply she already starts to float out. You try not to wag your tail as you follow her. “You don’t have to do that,” you say. “Contrary to popular belief, Khornates don’t explode if we have excess amounts of rage built up.”

“No?”

“Okay maybe sometimes we do. But I don’t.”

“Mmm~”

Eventually the pair of you arrive at the Deck where your Tyranid strain is located. After passing through the segregation bulkheads and putting up the Gellar Field around the rest of the ship, Sytili motions for you to step back. “I got the idea when you were talking about that Ork. I think thissss will be a very good ssstresss reliever…”

(cont)

>>37116034

Her cranium flashes brightly. Before her a tear in reality opens. Out of it drops No-Horn.

He looks around, his eyes first alighting on Sytili. After sneering he continues to look around. The moment he sees you his skin literally turns white and his tail goes limp between his legs.

> We’ll try a write in. What do?

Fucking hell, spoilers failed. Oh well, you know where it was supposed to be.

>>37116056
well, he has no horns to lose anymore. Maybe go for the tail?

>>37116056
Ok, ok, ok, I've got this.

>Pick up No-horn by the throat, lift him up so he's at eye level with us. Grin sadistically and then say "Hello weakling, how nice of you to come and visit." Then we carry him away to our arena/fighting pit and toss him in. Then we sit back, relax, and watch as he tries to fight for survival against our Tyranid brood and any other Khornate heretics we have who try to kill him.

>>37116056
Can we fuck no-horn?

>>37116056
grab his tail and use him as a flail to beat up some genestealers?
Make him

>>37116112
Why would you want to fuck no-horn? He doesn't deserve it. Now RAPE him, VIOLATE him, BRUTALIZE HIM, that we could do.

>>37116112
>>37116126
probably too slanehsy

>>37116056
Changing my vote >>37116120 to this >>37116110

>>37116112
>>37116126

Not even Slaanesh would condone fucking him. He's that bad.

>>37116056
Let Sytili have a go at No-Horn.

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>>37116034
>With that the Zoanthrope actually bursts into laughter.
That's it? I was hoping she would double over, and have all the tyranids laughing as well, making laughter ring throughout the entire ship.

>>37116056
I wonder if he's scared enough we can make him into a servant?
Have him bring us drinks or use him as a footrest

>>37116193
No-Horn is for bullying until he gets thrown back into the warp.

He's useless in all other regards

>>37116189

We may be daemons but we don't have god-like hearing. That very well could have happened. We'll have to see if there's context clues later when talking to Acerea or something.

>>37116193
Nah, that's actually a job for a lowly mortal who might earn our respect doing something badass. No-horn doesn't deserve a RESPECTABLE JOB!

Maybe rough him up a bit, then let mortals beat him up even more?

I'm generally getting that there will be something involving his tail and Tyranids.

Writing...

>>37116150
>>37116216
These are correct.

>>37116245
DRINK!

>>37116287

Fuck me.

Someone should actually write up those rules so it can go in the OP

>>37116336
Every time you post, Drink.
Every time you drop your trip, finish the bottle.

>>37116336
I'm pretty sure you actually did write them up and put them in an OP in a previous thread.

>>37116056

Just as the pathetic excuse of daemon starts to whimper in fear, you reach out and grab him by the throat. As you lift him to be at eye level you get the distinct feeling that it’d take little more than a twitch of your claws to crush him. Something you’re all too keen to make clear via a sadistic grin.

“Why Hello, weakling,” you rumble. “How very nice of you to come and visit. Staying awhile?”

You squeeze just enough to prevent him from talking. His own “claws” feebly scratch at yours in an attempt to break free. “What’s that?” you say. “Speak up! I can’t hear you!” His efforts double. It’s almost cute in the same way that crushing ants beneath a boot is cute.

Sytili giggles at the entire display. Behind her, from the dark recesses of the rest of the Deck, you hear what you suppose passes for Gaunt laughter. “Sssshall I leave you two alone or…?”

“Oh no, please, stay Sytili. I’d like him to meet all my new friends!” No-Horn manages a squeak at that. Which prompts you to take ahold of the base of his tail with your other claws.

“You know, I wonder what will happen if I pull this?” you muse, digging into his flesh and pulling the limb away from the daemon’s body. “Will my wind-up toy squeak again?”

A sickening, satisfying, squelching snap accompanies the wet sound of blood splattering everywhere as his tail comes free. Like a lizard’s might it continues to writhe as the nerves spasm out of control. Interestingly, the tail returns to a proper red color the moment it’s free from the failure that is No-Horn. “Well would you LOOK AT THAT! Maybe if I tear you apart I can build a proper daemon from the refuse!”

(cont)

>>37116675

Sytili coughs, prompting you to look up. Beyond her are rows and rows of gaunts. Each has eyes aflame with the hunger for blood. You nod and throw the soon-to-be-dead-again daemon into the masses. “But I’ve kept you too long! Go on then! Meet my friends!”

What follows next is a feeding frenzy. It’s over in seconds. There’s nothing left of the daemon save the tail in your hand. And even that’s beginning to fade away.

> [1] Headpat the Zoanthrope
> [2] Promise a reward for Sytili later
> [3] Ask if there’s anything you can do for her
> [4] Write in


>>37116437
If I did I don't remember which thread it was. But I did just remember I have new vodka to make white russians with.

>>37116705
>[1] Headpat the Zoanthrope

>>37116705

> [1] Headpat the Zoanthrope
She did good.

>>37116705
>[1] Headpat the Zoanthrope

>>37116705
>[1] Headpat the Zoanthrope
> [2] Promise a reward for Sytili later
> [3] Ask if there’s anything you can do for her
Best.Nid.EVER!

>>37116705
>> [1] Headpat the Zoanthrope

> Sytili has 3 Khornate points to Nurgle's 1

Part of me wants to be mad but the other likes how this plays out.

>>37116762
Eh, let's just keep things balanced. Send her over to the gardens for some ara-ara points later.

>>37116705
> [1] Headpat the Zoanthrope
> [3] Ask if there’s anything you can do for her

No-Horn's not our FF Gilgamesh, he's our GOW Boat Captain!

>>37116705

“Thanks, Sytili. I needed that.” You stretch out a hand as if to headpat her though you stop just before it connects. Not for lack of wanting to but because you’ve noticed the fact her normally white chitin’s turned a light red. For sure this time. Before the pause gets awkward, though, the Zoanthrope pushes her head up into your claw.

“Anytime~” she sings. “I hope thissss all meansss you’ll be able to make a better decisssion now about where to go.”

“Hrm. I do feel less on edge, that’s for sure.” You apply another two pats before withdrawing. “But that little bit of blood does make me want more. So…”

> [1] Let’s go blow up Port Wander
> [2] Let’s go massacre a Planet

>>37116982
>[2] Let’s go massacre a Planet

>>37116982
>[2] Let’s go massacre a Planet

>>37116982
> [2] Let’s go massacre a Planet
We get the main hive to ourselves our nids can handle the rest.

>>37116982
> [2] Let’s go massacre a Planet

Nids need biomass, Khorne needs blood, Nurgle needs to spread love, and Tzeentch needs for things to go just as planned.

Everyone is happy!

Let's go to the planet where the massacre happened that made us. Surely something interesting would pop up there.

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>>37117117
>Find a grave marked "Cinderella"

>>37117117
Na lets go make a sister or sth

>>37116982
>> [1] Let’s go blow up Port Wander

>>37117138
>"a.k.a. Tiger's Mom"

Planet it is. But which one?

> [1] Fervious - Feudal World

Via the Wiki: The entire population of Fervious inhabits one sprawling shanty city. This has spawned a very violent and callous culture where murder is an accepted form of dispatching rivals and as a way of gaining wealth and influence.

> [2] Maccabeus Quintus - Shrine World

Via the Wiki: A world of vast, dry, salt flats, dust-laden winds, and harsh, chill sun, the fifth planet of the unforgiving Maccabeus system is a site for pilgrimage across the Calixis Sector and is the heart of the Drusian Cult within the Ecclesiarchy. Unlike many Shrine Worlds, Maccabeus Quintus has a significant military tradition all its own. Following after their patron, discipline and endurance are regarded as the greatest of virtues, and to defend or expand the Imperium in battle is regarded as the most pious form of worship.

> [3] Ograrth - ???

Mystery Box Option. All you know is the location and that it's the place of your "birth"

>>37117207
> [1] Fervious - Feudal World
Get Biomass and xp for our nids, start a genestealer cult or something

>>37117207

> [3] Ograrth - ???
Swiggity swooty coming for that metaphorical mystery box booty.

>>37117207
> [1] Fervious - Feudal World

Visiting our birthplace should happen when the plot makes it necessary.

Going on a whim feels rushed.

>>37117207
>[3] Ograrth - ???

>>37117207
>[1] Fervious -Feudal World

Oh come on, this place is fucking BORN for us! We'll gain so much influence, power, wealth! Just as long as we can keep up the façade we're Human or something. We could literally end up OWNING THE ENTIRE PLANET in a few short years if we really put our effort into it, maybe even less.

>>37117207
>[1] Fervious - Feudal World
Save Ograth for later since it's already been destroyed

>>37117207
>[1] Fervious - Feudal World

>>37117207
>> [2] Maccabeus Quintus - Shrine World
I want me some cheerleaders

>>37117207
> [1] Fervious - Feudal World
as i guess we won't get much action on Ograth

>>37117273
Iggy has some already, we'll get some from her.

>>37117207
> [1] Fervious - Feudal World
We need a trusty steed for this.

Would Tzeentch SoB make sense?

>>37117292
>Tzeentch
What do you think anon?

>>37117310
I honestly don't know the setting that well.

Guys, you can't make this shit up:

> Fervious Katana: A long, curved sword. It is sharper than many other types of sword as the metal of Fervious is a very stubborn and hard material that is folded many times to create a razor-sharp edge. Katanas are wielded by Fervious nobles and are also used by many of the Death Cults of that world.

We're going to Not!FeudalJapan

>>37117292
>>37117317
If you want to be hardcore canon about it, not really. Sisters don't fall to Chaos, much like Gray Knights. Hell, Tyranids and Daemons are supposed to "hate" each other too. But this is KQ. We do fun here.

>>37117317
Short version not really, but Tzeentch loves breaking rules and fucking with people, so maybe?

>>37117292
Yeah, it works. Their bodies are going to be corrupted into armored angels, though I think they'll have their own personalities and gods to choose from.

>>37117340
We better get Sytili and Wormbag working on that cross pike, then!

>>37117340
>>37117207
Shanty city means the place is ripe for a plague, not to mention the obvious violent samurai culture the place has.

Ripper swarms should carry some kind of pestilence. Should infect a good chunk within a day.

>>37117340
So we're going to destroy Planet Weeaboo?

I believe [1] has it. Writing...

>>37117317
If you're ever confused about something, just ask! I never know if I include too little or too much fluff sometimes.

>>37117340
Obligatory "Folded 100 times" comment

>>37117340
>Sisters don't fall to Chaos
Then explain Black Sisters and all the SoB that worship Khorne or the cheerleaders Nurgle gets.

Sisters fall all the time, its just not as well covered.

>>37117443
One thing I do know about 40k fluff is that whenever there is an absolute statement, it is complete hyperbole intended to make something sound more badass.

With the possible exception of Horus being completely 100% super dead. That's true.

>>37117531
>With the possible exception of Horus being completely 100% super dead. That's true.
Oh, uh... My Chaos Space Marines army is sorta... led by that guy? They went and brought him back to life.

>>37117743
Clone, though.

>>37117759
ffffffine.

>>37117743
>>37117759
headcanon=/= real canon

its like ultramarines thinking girlyman is "healing" in stasis

>>37117805
Hey, remember how there are still two undiscovered space marine primarchs in fluff? Hmm, two, such an even number. Almost as if fate was decided by a game company to ensure that two different players would be able to field their own unique Space Marine armies. Sometimes, non-canon stuff can be truer than canon.

>>37116982


“...Let’s go massacre a planet or two.” You start to move towards the exit and motion for Sytili to follow.

“Do you have a particular one in mind? We really could usssse raw mineralsss and the like for biomasss.”

You shrug. “Not offhand. But I’m thinking a Feudal-type world would suit both our needs. It shouldn’t be too hard to find one.”

Once back on the bridge the two of you look over the Engine’s database for a suitable target. One planet in the Drusus Marches, right on the other side of Port Wander in the grand scheme of things, sticks out in particular: Fervious. Noted under the old name of Vasenrule, the Feudal World seems to be ripe for a little Chaos: a culture where violence is commonplace, horrid living conditions, and more. Plus the planet’s tithe seems to be a mixture of men, raw materials, and poisons. All combined it makes Fervious ideal for everyone aboard.

“My one complaint,” says Sytili as you set the AI on the task of navigating the Obscenity Engine. “If you could call it that, issss that thisss might take sssome time. Even if I unleasssh a ssswarm on the planet it will take yearssss to properly sssstrip it dry.”

Leaning back in your chair, tail upon your lap, you reply, “I can’t imagine we will stay for that long. Just long enough to lure out some sort of Inquisitorial Response and thus someone worth fighting. From there either the planet will corrupt itself or the Inquisition will burn it for being tainted. Either suits me. One less world for the humans to hide on.”

“Sssso are we going to be overt or covert? It makesss a difference which biomorphsss I ssspawn…”

> [1] You’re going in a daemon (Overt)
> [2] Inquisitor Cinder is here to help! (Covert)
> [3] Do whichever you think is best, I’ll work on the other side of the planet.
> [4] Write in

Sytili now speaks like Zagara from Starcraft in my head. It will not stop.

>>37117905
> [3] Do whichever you think is best, I’ll work on the other side of the planet.

>>37117905
> [3] Do whichever you think is best, I’ll work on the other side of the planet.

>>37117905
>[3] Do whichever you think is best, I’ll work on the other side of the planet.

>>37117863
Secondary chapter foundings are entirely built so people can make unique special snowflake armies.

>>37117938
here, can we go as Inquisitor Cinder and use some of our power to send some "help" to Sytili to make a genestealer cult+chaos cult take easier/faster?

>>37117905

> [2] Inquisitor Cinder is here to help! (Covert)

we sneaky genestealer nids now

>>37117905
> [2] Inquisitor Cinder is here to help! (Covert)

Have Acerea whip up a plague and have Sytili spread it via rippers.

Then come down and have a "random inspection" then accuse the planetary governor of heresy when you find evidence of the plague and nids.

>>37117905
> [1] You’re going in a daemon (Overt)
It's been a while since we've had a good fight!

>>37117905
>> [2] Inquisitor Cinder is here to help! (Covert)

>>37117905
>[2] Inquisitor Cinder is here to help! (Covert)

One day you all will fall for the "HAHA! DAEMONS!" option. But not today.

Sneaky Cinder is sneaky I guess. Writing...

>>37117905
> [3] Do whichever you think is best, I’ll work on the other side of the planet.

>>37118167
No john, you are the demons.

Hey, are Lovecraft's weirdos floating around in the Warp somewhere?

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>>37118194

Don't we know it.

>>37117905

“Eh… I don’t really see a good reason to just show up in the middle of their streets as a daemon. Sure I might get a mob after me for it but the charm would be gone in moments.”

Sytili chitters happily, her talons twitching. “Genesssstealersss and Rippersss it isss. But I’m curioussss: how will you be disssguissing yourself?”

Oh. Right. Ignitrix used to do that. “Well I thought I might just put on my fancy hat and wave the rosette in front of anyone who asks.” The Zoanthrope misses your sarcasm and thus stares at you like you’re an idiot. “That was a joke, Sytili. I’m honestly not sure.”

“I could try it mysssself, but you might lossse your daemonic powersss asss a resssult. Acerea would be better if you wanted to keep those intact but she’ll need to reapply it more regularly. Jussst something to think about.”

“Hm. I’ll let you know before we hit planetside…” You stand and start to make your way back towards your quarters. Before you leave the bridge, however, you say one last thing over your shoulder. “Thanks Sytili. For today.”

“Anytime~”

---

Your trip to Fervious is uneventful for the most part. It’s only once you arrive in orbit around the Feudal World that you bother leaving your room. Curiously, you’re met almost instantly by the Eldar, Kaysis. She seems to be mostly the same from when you last saw her. Though, on closer inspection, she seems to have a rash of sorts that makes her skin scaled and dried out. It doesn’t seem to bother her, or at least she show no signs of caring about it.

“Um. Hi,” she begins. “Cinder, right?”

“Yes…”

“Acerea thought it’d be a good idea for me to practice plagueweaving but that I should ask you first. You… you don’t mind right?”

> [1] Inquire if she’s enjoying herself
> [2] Sure why not. Just don’t get in the way
> [3] No, I need Acerea’s talent here
> [4] Write in

>>37118522

> [1] Inquire if she’s enjoying herself
> [2] Sure why not. Just don’t get in the way

>>37118522
> [1] Inquire if she’s enjoying herself

>>37118522
>[2] Sure why not. Just don’t get in the way

>>37118522
>> [1] Inquire if she’s enjoying herself
>> [2] Sure why not. Just don’t get in the way

>>37118522
>> [1] Inquire if she’s enjoying herself
>> [2] Sure why not. Just don’t get in the way

So conversation & answering her question then. Mkay. Writing...

>>37118522


You give her another once-over before turning to the right and motioning with your tail for her to follow. “I don’t see why you can’t. Have at it.”

She mutters an appreciative “Thanks,” then falls silent. From the little you’ve interacted with her this seems to be how she is. You can respect that. Though curiosity gets the better of you.

“So… everything alright? Enjoying yourself?”

“Huh? I uh… I guess? I’m not having nightmares anymore. So I guess that’s something…”

You look to the side at her and raise an eyebrow. “You were having nightmares?”

Kaysis nods. “Horrible ones. She-who-thirsts kept trying to rip my soul apart. And if it wasn’t her it was others of my race calling me a traitor and trying to kill me.” You note that she punctuates the remark with a shudder.

“And now?”

“Now… Now I go to a nice garden when I sleep or when I meditate. It’s nice and peaceful. Sometimes old friends visit too. But…”

“But?”

The Eldar stops in place. You follow suit a few steps beyond before rounding on her. “But I still feel like I’m wrong. Acerea’s all but drilled the dichotomy of Nurgle and Isha’s relationship into me but I still feel out of place. Like I either should be a shambling horror due to my sins or a paragon of purity for my race. Maybe that doesn’t make any sense…”

She bites her lip, obviously nervous. Maybe you should say something.

> [1] You know what you’re good at? Story Time.
> [2] Briefly mention how you’re not a normal Khornate either
> [3] Say something encouraging but let Acerea/Sytili handle the details later
> [4] Write in

>>37119160
> [1] You know what you’re good at? Story Time.

>>37119160
>[1] You know what you're good at? Story time.

STORY TIME WITH CINDER!!!

>>37119160
> [1] story tiem!

>>37119160
>[1] You know what you’re good at? Story Time.
She does know she's kinda losing her skin, right?

>>37119160
> [1] You know what you’re good at? Story Time.

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Well at least we know what to ask Decu for next.

Guess you're taking the long way to the Bridge. Writing...

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>>37116675
I feel like that was uncalled for, angry as we were we aren't actually a bully right guize? (to the best of my knowledge anyway), certainty not some kind of giant red radical feminist.

Would have been better if cinder declared him worthless/not worth her time and just cleaved him in two or some shit, thanking sytil all the same for the thought.

>>37119440
...

Seriously? Cinder is a daemon of Khorne. She's downright friendly for her kind, and No-horn is a weakling who deserves his fate. Take your redpill/MRA shit back to shittier sites.

>>37119440
What the fuck Malal.

>>37119440
We're about to go murder a planet and you're worried about being a bully to an undying disgrace of a daemon.

Go sit in the corner.

>>37119520
Ye, I am. Demons gotta have morals faggot.

>>37119652
... No they don't.

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>>37119652

>>37119160

“Well if it makes you feel any better, none of us are exactly ‘normal’ members of our respective factions. For example…”

As with Sytili you launch into your history. This time around you’re bit more quick about it though. Kaysis more or less remains silent while you speak but you never once get the sense she’s not listening. When you finish, she quietly mumbles, “I’m glad you’re not as I thought a Khornate daemon would be.”

“Hm? And what might that be?” you ask.

“Loud. Angry all the time. Unreasonable. Stupid. Reckless.”

You grin and let your tail sway behind you. “To be fair, I am about half, if not all, of those things sometimes. Just yesterday, in fact…”

“Yes, Sytili told me all about it. She was really happy about it by the way.”

“So you two are on speaking terms then? Good. I’m glad. Acerea was worried you two would hate each other.”

She frowns and starts to rub her forearm. Several skin flakes fall from her rash there and vanish into nothingness as a result. Whatever plague has begun to manifest in the Eldar must be Warp-based. “I did. At first. She terrified me. But after talking with her I can’t blame her personally for what her race did to my Craftworld.” As an afterthought, Kaysis adds, “It’s actually hard to hate her. I think she took something from Acerea in that regard.”

“Khorne I hope not. I couldn’t handle that level of mother henning.”

You get a flat “Hah” in return. Something, at least.

(cont)

>>37119708

Having wasted a good amount of time talking with Kaysis everyone else of import is already on the Bridge when you arrive. Acerea and Sytili seem to be pouring over a surface scan of Fervious, trying to determine how best to deploy their forces. You overhear discussion about plagues and genestealers before interrupting them with a cough.

“So… now that we’re all here... “

> As you're making planet fall shortly you need to handle your disguise
> [1] Have Acerea do the Illusion (Her WP)
> [2] Have Sytili do the Illusion (Her WP)
> [3] Have Kaysis try to do an Illusion (Her WP)
> [4] Psh, Illusions. You have a Rosette and a Hat (Fel)
> [5] Write in

>>37119708
>“Khorne I hope not. I couldn’t handle that level of mother henning.”

Cinder, you know you want it.

>>37119729
> [2] Have Sytili do the Illusion (Her WP)

We don't know what Kaysis's willpower is, by the way.

>>37119729
> [3] Have Kaysis try to do an Illusion (Her WP)
Let's let the new kid flaunt her stuff! DRAMATIZATION: She's probably waaaay older than us.

>>37119729
Iggy loves hats, >number [4]

All of the above. Three illusionary Cinders in rosette and hat, and one real one. Because there's no such thing as overkill.

>>37119729
>[3] Have Kaysis try to do an Illusion (Her WP)
I think she's started aging.

Welp, staying in character I'd say number 1. However hats are the best thing ever so it's:
>[4]

>>37119743

It's 59. But keep in mind each of the three has their own drawbacks. Some in the level of illusion, others in how often it has to be applied. Or if it works at all.

>>37119729
>[1] Have Acerea do the Illusion (Her WP)

>>37119729
>> [4] Psh, Illusions. You have a Rosette and a Hat (Fel)
Hats are awesome.

>>37119876
this

>>37119795
>>37119876
>>37119891
>“Well I thought I might just put on my fancy hat and wave the rosette in front of anyone who asks.” The Zoanthrope misses your sarcasm and thus stares at you like you’re an idiot. “That was a joke, Sytili. I’m honestly not sure.”

>>37119729

> [3]

An Eldar is likely to know all about illusions or at least holographic fields. Or are those Harlequins? I never remember.

>>37119729
>> [3] Have Kaysis try to do an Illusion (Her WP)
Let's see what the new recruit can do.

Think [3] has it by a vote.

1d100 vs 59

If you pass and have no doubles we'll then see how long it lasts.

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>37119981

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>37119981

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>37119981
abra kadabra

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>37119981

Rolled 5, 6 = 11 (2d6)

>>37119999
>>37120000
>>37120005

A 37 is 2 DOS.

Lemme roll 2d6 here to see how many hours you get with that. Then I'll get to writing.

>>37120048
She did good, all things considered.

>>37120048
well that's almost half a day. neat.

>>37120068

Makes you wonder what the others would have been per degree of success. Acerea probably was a d4 and Sytili a d8 if I had to guess.

>>37119729

You motion at the holographic display of Fervious. “I’d like to welcome you all to our first attempt at corrupting a planet of the Imperium. We’re bound to make mistakes so the important thing is to stay alive and learn from them.”

Sytili raises a talon and waits for you to call on her, “I thought the most important thing wassss taking sssskullsss.”

“Oh it is but that goes without saying,” you reply. “Literally everything I do has that as the number one priority.”

Acerea giggles, “Especially when it comes to headpats~”

“Especially that,” you growl. “Anyways, I figure I’ll…”

The five of you (including the AI) spend the next hour or so going over the plan of attack. Sytili, Acerea, and Kaysis will be working on corrupting the planet’s famous Styger Dairy Farms. With the anti-venom beverage out of the way and used instead as an infection vector the planet will quickly fall into disorder. Meanwhile you’ll be having a few choice duels and enacting a few murders to gain influence. Enough that when the planetary government begins to shows signs of collapsing you can sweep in and take control.

Ideally you won’t have to use the Rosette to do so. In fact you plan on not revealing yourself as being either an Inquisitor or as Cinder the Bloodthirster the entire time you’re down on the planet. To that end, you look over at Kaysis.

“Kaysis,” you begin. “How good are you at weaving illusions?”

She starts but quickly recovers. “Moderately skilled. Most of my former ship’s defenses were holographically-based. But I’m guessing you need something more than that…”

“Indeed. I can’t have any passing psykers know what I am.”

Another lip bite. “That will be difficult. I can try and make something that conceals your daemonic presence while also making it feed off of your own energy. And then with a little something that we scavenged... Yes I think I can make it work…”

“Do it then. How long will I have?”

(cont)

>>37120386

She shakes her head and falls silent as she begins to concentrate. By the end of her spell you’ve become a rather tall, Amazon-like human female with blazing red hair. It’s not until she fastens a small bit of Wraithbone about your collar that she says, “Eleven hours. That’s all you have until it’ll need to be refreshed. And even that’s a guess. Honestly if you’d just learn to do it yours…”

Acerea nudges her, “She’s a Khornate, remember? They don’t really do sorcery. Or stealth. Well most of the time anyways~” The Plaguebearer winks at you.

You roll your eyes as you test out how well your disguise works. It seems so long as you don’t show off your daemonic nature too much it’ll hold up just fine (-10 to all WS, Ag, S, and WP checks while the illusion holds). “This will do, thanks Kaysis.”

“Y-Yeah…”

From there you all split up and head down to Fervious in your own ways. Should you need to get into contact with one another you can always use the Engine as a vox relay. But for now, you head to…

> You’ll be rolling Fel regardless of your choice. Pick ONE.
> [1] One of the most powerful noble houses
> [2] A precinct governor
> [3] A Dairy Farm not touched by the others
> [4] The Planetary Government itself
> [5] Write in

>>37120400
> [3] A Dairy Farm not touched by the others
Gotta drink milk for STRONG SKULL, Khornates never miss their dairy

>>37120400
>[2] A precinct governor

>>37120400
> [3] A Dairy Farm not touched by the others

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ueZ6tvqhk8U

>>37120433
Actually, if we secured the only Dairy Farm that wasn't corrupted, it could be really useful to us!

>>37120400
> [2] A precinct governor

>>37120400
>> [2] A precinct governor

This is how all good samurai movies being right? With a wonder district prefect?

>>37120454
Yeah, then we could be seen as a benevolent lord who gives out milk to her followers while everyone else gives out shit. Everyone would declare war on us for our milk. In fact, it'd bring all the boys to the yard.

Observation: Cinder has the patience of a Saint compared to every other Khornate. They'd normally go straight for the Planetary Governor and be done with it.

>>37120503
>In fact, it'd bring all the boys to the yard.
...

Just for that joke alone I'll vote for that.

>>37120400
>> [3] A Dairy Farm not touched by the others
Control the source

>>37119729
>4 It's hat time

>>37120503
this.

>>37120550
Auto update was off, nuts

Welp we're tied again. Waiting another 5 I guess.

>>37120503
First it was Not!Japan and now this. And to think I picked this planet at random from the list of shit in the Drusus Marches.

[3] Weeaboo milkshake party. Kill bill with lactose.

>>37120400
>> [3] A Dairy Farm not touched by the others
Tiebreaker! (maybe)

>>37120400
> [3] A Dairy Farm not touched by the others
This'll be fun.

>>37120503
Of course, we'd be seen as a greedy lord by all our enemies, but fuck them. They're getting plagued and eaten. We could go wreak some havoc on the opposing lords with our strong, non-diseased populace.

Guess [3] It is.

1d100 vs 42.

Passing gets you a well-off Farm. Failing gets you a shitty one.

>>37120632
There comes a time in every GM's life where a bunch of small random things come together to form one perfect storm. This is one of those moments. I blame Iggy.

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>37120693

Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>37120693

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>37120693

>>37120701
>>37120707
>>37120712

welp

Shitfarm here we come!

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>37120693

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>37120693
42 hmm?

>>37120723
>>37120721
anons pls

>>37120720
>>37120721
GODDAMNIT!

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>>37120721
>>37120723

>>37120701
>>37120707
>>37120712

Well you get a semi-shitty one. It has like five Stygers (cows) and one is a bull.

But at least it has a barn!

Writing...

>>37120741
Can we use a reroll for this?

>>37120827

Can you? Yes
Should you? I wouldn't

>>37120827
It's better if the farm is shitty anyway. Less output means we don't even have to fake a low supply.

>>37120741
>
Hah! jokes on you, we have breeding stock! ...on a planet that were trying to take over quicker than it will take for a cow to grow up. fuck nuggets. still, its not obvious we demons

>>37120873
Maybe we could mix in some of our blood in dakinel? Make dem immune to plagues, and hotheaded and dakine.

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>>37120400

Not wanting to attract too much attention, you end up going through one of the smaller spaceports outside the 3rd largest city, Temsor. With a few stares and choice words you manage to track down a Dairy Farm that’s mostly out of the way. Originally, you’d thought to go after the city’s government. But after seeing practically everyone from peasant to noble alike drinking Styger Milk you realize there’s some potential to be had. If you prop up one of the farms and keep it uncorrupted you’ll have prime means to do a little corruption of your own. You’ve only just started spitballing ideas about tournaments with milk as a reward by the time you arrive at the farm proper.

Torth’s Farm. It cannot get any plainer name-wise. The farm itself is relatively small, with only a single barn, three fields, and five Stygers. You’re no experts on the beast of burden but you’re pretty sure one of the animals is a male based on the horns alone. Defense-wise, Torth has a few mercenaries sporting banded armor and sharp katanas patrolling the perimeter. The man himself seems to be sporting a plasma pistol and a sword of his own, sitting on his porch watching as the grass blows in the wind.

You yourself are still on the road leading up to the farm. Lingering too long will just mean questions so you’d best decide what to do quickly.

> Remember the check modifiers!
> [1] Demand a duel of Torth (S)
> [2] Murder’s kosher. Wipe out the guard (WSx3)
> [3] Attempt a long-range assassination (BS)
> [4] Ignore the guards and bullrush Torth (Ag, WS)
> [5] Write in

>>37120936
This shit keeps writing itself. I regret nothing.

>>37120869
MAD COW DISEASE WITH THE BLOOD OF KORNE! MAD COWS PRODUCE MAD MILK FOR KORNE'S DAILY BOWL OF KORNE FLAKES!

>>37120982
>> [1] Demand a duel of Torth (S)

>>37120982
> [1] Demand a duel of Torth (S)
Sounds fun!

>>37120982
>Murder’s kosher. Wipe out the guard (WSx3)

>>37120936
Pink milk, aye?

>>37120982
[2] Proper Khornate murderising has been a long time coming. If we do it right, maybe we can even milk them for blood!

>>37120982
> [2] Murder’s kosher. Wipe out the guard (WSx3)
sneaky Cinder

>>37121020
Don't you mean... strawberry flavored?

>>37121020

It's not pink! It's Strawberry! Or Cherry!

Ooh, we have to ask Acerea to lend us some bloodfruits!

>>37121034
>>37121031
Our marketing scheme is writing itself :D

>>37120982
>Torth’s Farm.
Let's change the second "t" into a "c".

I believe [2] has it by a vote

3d100 vs 58

Should you fail by one DOS (i.e. you roll 59-68) you have the option of breaking your disguise to pass it. But I wouldn't.

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>37121130

Rolled 13, 71, 27 = 111 (3d100)

>>37121130

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>37121130

Rolled 36, 86, 77 = 199 (3d100)

>>37121130

Rolled 59, 19, 89 = 167 (3d100)

>>37121130

>>37121138
>>37121142

Stop wasting the good rolls! 3d100!

Rolled 37, 31, 99 = 167 (3d100)

>>37121130

>>37121141
>>37121148
>>37121153

Yeah you pass all three no problem. Writing...

>>37121141
>>37121153
We good mang.

>>37121141
>>37121148
>>37121153
>13
>19
>27
Sneaky Cinder is sneaky.

>>37121141
>>37121148
>>37121153

sheeeit
http://youtu.be/pywjdJ7P-7o?t=40s

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>>37120982

As you call out to get the nearest guard’s attention you flex your hidden claws. “Excuse me! Can you help me? I’ve gotten lost and need directions!”

Of course the man is all but eager to help a woman on her own. The moment he’s within reach you storm forward and barrel past his defenses. Your claws easily pierce the simple hides and leather of his chest armor, as do they his sternum. The moment you have purchase upon his spine you rip your hand back. The resulting movement causes the human to go spinning midair as he’s torn apart by his own bones.

This turn of events causes Torth to immediately begin shouting an alarm. Other guards come rushing at you from the perimeter, curved blades at the ready. Foolishly, they rush you as a group. You duck under the first wave and throw them into the swords of the second. The survivors of that have their skulls ripped from their heads and are then beaten to death. It’s only once you’re completely coated with blood and surrounded by the giblets of some fifteen mercenaries that you remember Torth is your ultimate target.

By now the man’s returned to the porch with now two pistols in hand. He’s also sporting a complete set of Guardsman Flak armor.

“YOU CAN TAKE MY FARM, BUT YOU’LL NEVER TAKE MY MILK!”

You’re not even going to touch that one.

> You’ll be rolling one dodge regardless
> [1] Charge him (WS)
> [2] Carefully advance, dodging his shots (Ag)
> [3] You’ve got a bunch of throwing knives. And Skulls (BS)
> [4] Write in

>>37121297
>> [3] You’ve got a bunch of throwing knives. And Skulls (BS)

Oi. We throwing the skull of one of his own mercs to kill 'em? That's fucking metal.

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>37121321
Lets go with this,
And I'm gonna roll for the Dodge rolls