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If you’re a die-hard lover of canon, I suggest you turn away now. Like all things 40k, the gauntlet runs from “worshiping the printed word” to “over the top silliness.” Most of the time it’s somewhere in between. Others it swerves hard to one side and/or breaks this model entirely. You’ve been warned in advance.

Alternatively, if you’re not at all familiar with canon or want more details on something, just ask!

All rolls go against a specified characteristic in the style of Black Crusade. You’ll want to roll under the characteristic value in order to pass the check. The more degrees of success (every multiple of 10 counts as 1), the more awesome of a result. A 1 is a guaranteed success, and a 100 is a guaranteed failure.

Best of three rolls when it’s called for, with a 1 or a 100 instantly taking precedence. If multiple characteristics are being rolled for each 1d100 counts for its respective test. Any rolls prior to the call for one and those not linking said post will be ignored.

IMPORTANT: Your Infamy Burning abilities have been cut off. You only get the one reroll a session and that’s it. Pray to the Dice Gods for low rolls.

Excessive meta/whining/waifu’ing/etc goes to another thread. Blatant Samefaggotry and overly lewd write-ins will be ignored.

One thread to go after this? We'll see what happens.

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The transition from Tzeentch’s domain to the border of Khorne’s happens in an instant. As you get your bearings you’re immediately set upon by several Bloodletters and their Flesh Hound companions. Their screams of sorcery are quickly silenced as you impose upon them your full Khornate wraith. Only a fool would challenge a Bloodthirster, let alone accuse one of heresy, and you make sure they know it.

Now sporting several new skulls and a pelt, you start to run towards the Lake of Slaughter. Along the way you realize that something’s weighing you down. You should be much faster than this. After coming to a stop, you give yourself a onceover. The reason for the discrepancy in your speed becomes obvious.

Somewhere between seeing off Ignitrix and arriving here you’ve become encased in a layer of brass armor. Rather, it’s replaced your usual cloth trappings with something far most substantial. The black-trimmed metal plates give way to your crimson skin seamlessly. For all intents and purposes they might as well be one in the same. Your chiseled midriff is still exposed to the air, as is a majority of your arms and legs. Combined with the new, jet-black crest that adorns your head and you certainly look the part of an Avatar of War.

But the armor isn’t what’s really slowing you down. It’s the set of wings that you’ve somehow missed growing out of your mid-back. Large and bat like in design, the red and black leather has replaced your usual dorsal spines and spikes. A few moments of concentration, however, sees the wings reforming into their former deadly designs.

(cont)

>>38956572

“I kind of liked them, to tell you the truth.”

The sudden voice causes you to jump in alarm. Whirling, you see a single Bloodletter watching you from atop a nearby rock. Nothing about him particularly stands out to you - he’s got the right number of horns and otherwise is of standard appearance for a daemon of his station.

> [1] Greet him in the standard Khornate fashion as you did his kin earlier
> [2] Opt for harsh words instead of a claw to the gut
> [3] Play it cool. He could be useful
> [4] Ignore him

4chanX derped

>>38956660
> [1] Greet him in the standard Khornate fashion as you did his kin earlier

>>38956660
>> [1] Greet him in the standard Khornate fashion as you did his kin earlier
inb4 it's Khorne himself slumming it.

[1] it is. Writing...

I bet it's fucking Onehorn.

>>38956660

You snarl and begin advancing on the Bloodletter, claws at the ready. “Do you have any idea who I am?”

To his credit, he stands his ground. Well, rock. “Do you know who *I* am?”

“THIS IS NOT A GAME OF ‘WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU,’” you blast back.

“Indeed it’s not, Warmistress Cinder.”

You come to a stop within arm’s reach of him. Not because you have any less of a desire to kill him for sneaking up on you, but because anyone who knows who you are and isn’t running deserves to live for at least 8 seconds longer.

“What is you want, maggot? A quick death?” You place a claw against his throat for emphasis. “Because that I can do. Or is it something that actually is worth wasting my time further?”

Even though you’re looming over him and a twitch away from removing his head from his neck the Bloodletter is remarkably calm. You come to realize that he’s not putting up a fight out of respect, not fear. Or so you gather from the way he looks at you, anyways.

“As one of many spawned from the Blood Pits formed in the wake of your Crusade, I thought it only fitting to pay tribute before descending upon the mortal realm.”

So your underlings are doing well in the Calixis Sector then. Good.

> [1] “Well you did. Now go before I change my mind about killing you.” (Let him go)
> [2] “You wish to offer your own skull to me? How fatalistic.” (Kill him)
> [3] “Tribute? Do you have any idea what that means in my case?” (Keep talking)

>>38957200
[3]

>>38957200
[3]

>>38957200
> [3] “Tribute? Do you have any idea what that means in my case?” (Keep talking)

>>38957200
>> [3] “Tribute? Do you have any idea what that means in my case?” (Keep talking)
... wow... were spawning khornates... that means were causing serious fucking bloodshed, and that also means were doing our job right!

>>38957283

> We then find out that our Nids have evolved a flamer-like weapon that uses boiling blood instead of combustibles

Actually now that I think about it...

[3] it is. Writing...

>>38957200

“Tribute?” you ask, tilting your head slightly to the side. “Do you have any idea what that means in my case?”

He shakes his head despite the fact one wrong movement could sever an artery. “Not entirely. You may have my skull if it please you, but I had hoped I would be able to offer more.”

Your eyes narrow. “Such as…?”

“I understand you obliterated your previous Brass Herald and that the position is open. If you are back here in the Immaterium it must be for good reason. And a being such as yourself should not go without proper announcement.”

> [1] Tell him to go away. You don’t need a Brass Herald.
> [2] You’ve never needed fanfare. But he’s welcome to tag along and chronicle your battles.
> [3] Depends, how loud can he yell?

>>38957497
>> [3] Depends, how loud can he yell?
I wonder...

>>38957497
> [2] You’ve never needed fanfare. But he’s welcome to tag along and chronicle your battles.

>>38957497
> [2] You’ve never needed fanfare. But he’s welcome to tag along and chronicle your battles.

>>38957497
>[2] You’ve never needed fanfare. But he’s welcome to tag along and chronicle your battles.

>>38957497
>> [2] You’ve never needed fanfare. But he’s welcome to tag along and chronicle your battles.

>>38957497

> [3] Depends, how loud can he yell?

>>38957497

His heart is in the right place. The problem is you’ve never needed fanfare. It’s not your style. You communicate as such as you withdraw your hand from his throat.

“However,” you add. “You may feel free to trail behind me and chronicle that which is worthy of retelling. For the time being anyways.”

The Bloodletter bows his head in reverence. “You honor me, Warmistress.”

“Got a name?”

“Zerimar.”

“Well Zerimar, I hope you can keep up.”

With that your back spines explode back into their wing configuration. All it takes is a single flap of them to send you soaring into the air and speeding towards the Lake of Slaughter once more. Surprisingly the act of flying itself comes naturally to you. Every movement you make from your head down to the tip of your tail is deliberate and contributes to your aerodynamic control. In a way it reminds you of your runs of old - it’s freeing.

It doesn’t take long for you to reach the shores of the blood lake. Far in the distance you see the sheer precipice marked with waterfalls of gore that you once wrestled a Dragon or two upon. Behind you you see Zerimar just now coming into view. As you’re still judging how best to lure out a Leviathan, he catches up in due time.

“More Dragons, Warmistress?” he asks.

> [1] Tell him about the plan to kill a Leviathan
> [2] “Something like that.”
> [3] “No but they’d be a good warmup for you.”
> [4] Write in

>>38957769
> [2] “Something like that.”
But you're thinking to small.

>>38957769
>> [3] “No but they’d be a good warmup for you.”
Sure they might not be as awesome a skull to take as a leviathan, but a skulls a skull afterall.

>>38957769
> [2] “Something like that.”

>>38957769
>> [2] “Something like that.”

>>38957769

“Something like that,” you reply. It’s a short and curt response but Zerimar doesn’t seem to mind. He simply bows his head and waits for you to act.

...which is something you’re still deciding on yourself as you stand and watch the crimson waves fight each other for supremacy. You have two problems in front of you. First is getting a Leviathan to the surface and sufficiently engaged. You can’t afford to let it just scamper off the moment it becomes too wound. Second is actually wounding it. Even the smallest of titans is going to be far beyond your size class. Sure, in time you could take it down yourself, but one wrong move could prove fatal. More so than usual, anyways.

Perhaps you can put Zerimar to use after all?

> [1] Have him go round up Tuska from the shadows of the Brass Fortress
> [2] See what he can round up himself without any guidance
> [3] You don’t need help. But you do need a Dragon to ride.

>>38958052
>> [1] Have him go round up Tuska from the shadows of the Brass Fortress

>>38958052

> [1] Have him go round up Tuska from the shadows of the Brass Fortress

>>38958052
>[3] You don’t need help. But you do need a Dragon to ride.

>>38958052
>[4] Tie Zenimar to a stick and go fishing.

Seems you're calling in a favor (see: strong-arming Orks). Writing...

>>38958052

“Zerimar?”

“Yes Warmistress?”

“Are you at all familiar with Tuska the Daemon-Killa?”

Although you haven’t turned away from the Lake of Slaughter you can practically feel the confusion on the Bloodletter’s face. “He is the Ork Warboss that we slaughter day after day in the shadow of the Brass Fortress. Why?”

You turn your head slightly, just enough to bring him into view. “Because you’re going to go get him, whatever Boyz he has left standing today, and those Bloodletter Generals that will listen to come here.”

“I would be honored, Warmistress. But what is the purpose of doing so?”

“A leviathan,” you say, turning back to the lake. “I’m going to kill one. Now run along.”

Zerimar has enough sense not to question you further, despite the sense you get he desperately wants to. Now that you’ve got some help (and possible bait) on the way, you need to work on how best to get the Leviathan out of the lake in the first place.

> [1] Kill 8 dragons, mash their corpses together, and fish with your Warp chains (WS)
> [2] Kill 64 dragons instead (WS x 2)
> [3] What are you, a flesh hound? 512 dragons (WS x 3)
> [4] YOU WILL KILL THE LARGEST GODDAMN LEVIATHAN IN THIS LAKE. FOUR THOUSAND AND NINETY-SIX DRAGON CORPSES WILL BE YOUR BAIT. (WS x 8)
> [5] Wait until the Orks get here and use them

>>38958514
> [4] YOU WILL KILL THE LARGEST GODDAMN LEVIATHAN IN THIS LAKE. FOUR THOUSAND AND NINETY-SIX DRAGON CORPSES WILL BE YOUR BAIT. (WS x 8)

>>38958514
>[4] YOU WILL KILL THE LARGEST GODDAMN LEVIATHAN IN THIS LAKE. FOUR THOUSAND AND NINETY-SIX DRAGON CORPSES WILL BE YOUR BAIT. (WS x 8)
>Get a nice brass Fishin' hat forged

>>38958514
>> [4] YOU WILL KILL THE LARGEST GODDAMN LEVIATHAN IN THIS LAKE. FOUR THOUSAND AND NINETY-SIX DRAGON CORPSES WILL BE YOUR BAIT. (WS x 8)
Is there any other choice?

>>38958514

>> [4] YOU WILL KILL THE LARGEST GODDAMN LEVIATHAN IN THIS LAKE. FOUR THOUSAND AND NINETY-SIX DRAGON CORPSES WILL BE YOUR BAIT. (WS x 8)

Duh and/or yes.

Also fuck you NotELH, I'm supposed to be studying for a math exam later today.

8d100

So for this, each roll will be against 59 (-40 representing the Arduous task of slaying 512 Dragons without pause). Succeeding means you kill 512 dragons. Failing reduces that number and/or incurs some wounds.

>>38958650

I have destroyed many a semester's grades it seems.

Rolled 36, 85, 72, 48, 79, 75, 60, 82 = 537 (8d100)

>>38958757

Let's hope I'm doing this right.

Rolled 54, 12, 92, 86, 80, 9, 8, 6 = 347 (8d100)

>>38958757
Oh boy, I missed the start of this.

Rolled 22, 8, 3, 74, 58, 65, 46, 67 = 343 (8d100)

>>38958757

>>38958757

Let's try this again if the spots haven't been taken.

Rolled 30, 38, 82, 11, 35, 84, 97, 95 = 472 (8d100)

>>38958757

>>38958774
>>38958784
>>38958798
You fucking shitlers missed a roll.
>>38958757
>512 Dragons
I was promised more than that.

>>38958757

>Succeeding means you kill 512 dragons.
>512 dragons.

Wrong order of magnitude.

>>38958798
>>38958784
>>38958774
Well, we failed one - but also got two eights. And doubles. Interesting.

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>>38958774
>>38958784
>>38958798

Sooooooo... One failure by 2 degrees. But you did get 2 8s. So instead of wounds I'll just reduce the number you get in total.

(512 * 7) + 256 = 3840

Which is still divisible by 8. And a lot of dead blood dragons. Writing...

>>38958827
>>38958840

"per success" got dropped somehow, sorry.

>>38958514
> [4]
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!

>>38958900
>>38958845
Hang on. Aren't the lowest ones 22, 8, 3, 48, 58, 9, 8, 6? I think the digit irregularity is confusing us. Or maybe just me.

>>38959042

Upon double checking with Excel (thanks .csv's) you are correct. You get the full 4096 dragons with no wounds and even a few buddies to boot.

>>38959146
papa khorne would be proud.

>>38959146
Sweet.

Question. Have begun reading the archived threads of this quest and I read thread 10 and jumped to the next one, thread 11. Now thread 11 seems like it has picked up somewhere completely different from where 10 left off. Have I missed something here?

>>38959298

You gotta pick up the oneshots too.

>>38959298
a few of the threads cover "side quest" from the point of view of our badass team.

>>38958514

If you’re going to be the first to kill a Leviathan you’re going to make sure no one ever tops such a feat. You’re going to slay every Blood Dragon you can get your claws on to form the largest ball of bait possible. The hope being that such a lure will be enough to bring out the most ancient of the lake-dwelling monsters.

As such you begin carving a swath of blood across the shores and cliff faces bordering the Lake of Slaughter. No Blood Dragon, no matter its size, its attempts to the contrary, or whether it’s currently engaged with another combatant, is spared your wrath. You are, as you always have been, a living embodiment of pure death and bloodlust. It’s almost like swimming - each stroke of your claws just adds to the carnage pile slowly amassing behind you.

By the time you make it halfway around the impossibly massive lake you’re already beginning to draw attention. Bloodthirsters and Bloodletters alike that were formerly battling Blood Beasts themselves are now stopping and watching your progress. Some even begin herding their prey into tight balls in your path for you to cleave through. And it’s a good thing too, since the Blood Dragons are catching on and beginning to flee en masse from their extinction. In all, you finally come back to where you started with a grand total of four thousand, ninety-six corpses.

Standing before the immense pile of blood, bone, and brass, you let out a roar that echoes across the Lake of Slaughter. For a single moment you swear that the surface even goes still. Then a collective cheer of approval resounds back from those daemons who are still present. You try not to let your tail wag from side to side in glee at being lauded and being coated in viscera.

(cont)

>>38959449

“WARMISTRESS, I RETURN.”

Ah good. Zerimar is back. And behind him you see a rather large contingent of Orks including Tuska. The Herald quickly bring the Warboss to you, bowing out of the way as soon as you wave him off.

“WAT ‘IZ ALL DIS THEN?” demands Tuska. He's smaller than you remember. Or maybe you're just bigger? “YOU’Z DONE ALL THE KRUMPIN’ ALREDY! I’Z KNEWS THIS WAZ A WASTE AH TIME!”

> [1] Tell him (and those present) that this is nothing. The Leviathan is the true battle.
> [2] “Not quite. Get in the ball.”
> [3] Remind him what the colors red and black mean. And that if he questions you again you’ll end him. Permanently.

>>38959473
> [2] “Not quite. Get in the ball.”
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

>>38959473
[1]

>>38959473
why not both 1 and 2?

>>38959473
> [1] Tell him (and those present) that this is nothing. The Leviathan is the true battle.
> [3] Remind him what the colors red and black mean. And that if he questions you again you’ll end him. Permanently.

>>38959473
>1
But a little bit of 3 afterwards.

>>38959473
>[1] Tell him (and those present) that this is nothing.

No, this was mearly a warm-up, and the bait for a bigger prize.

>>38959551

[1] is the "nice" way of saying that he's here to help you.

>>38959473
>> [2] “Not quite. Get in the ball.”

>>38959473
>[2] “Not quite. Get in the ball.”
Khornamari Demacy

>>38959473
>> [2] “Not quite. Get in the ball.”

4 for [2]
4 for [1]

I'll give it a bit more then roll it off.

>>38959473
> [2] “Not quite. Get in the ball.”
Breaking.

Ork seasoning it is.

Give me 1d100 just because the Orks aren't going to be just jumping in the pile by themselves. Not without some motivation.

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>38959826
"Motivation"

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>38959826

>>38959826
Damn it. I wanted ork distractions.

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>38959826

>>38959835
>>38959845
>>38959894

Well a 31 is JUST enough to pass your Fellowship test.

Writing...

>>38959924
>>38959826

>convincing the orks to feed themselves to the leviathan

KRUMP DA GIT FROM DA INSIDE!

>>38959473

“Well Tuska,” you begin, crossing your arms. “If you’d stop gabbing like a grot for two seconds I’d explain.”

He growls in stereotypical Orky fashion then otherwise falls silent.

“Good. Now I’ve had my Herald bring you here for one reason: You’re going to help me kill a Leviathan.”

“A WUT?”

“It’s something really big and worth hunting.”

Tuska thumps his chest. The motion is repeated by his Boyz. “A PROPAH FIGHT THEN.”

You nod. “Yup. I just need you to do one thing.”

“And WUT IZ DAT?”

“I need you to get in the ball.”

You point over at the mound of corpses. Tuska looks between you and the pile, obviously lost. “WUT.”

“You’re going to attack the beast from the inside,” you lie.

The Warboss laughs, “AH A THINKIN’ FIGHT. YOU’Z THE TOUGH N’ FAST ONE, SO YOU’Z THE BOSS. COME ON, BOYZ.”

Tough and fast? Oh. Your red skin and the black armor. In any case, the Orks seem to be more than content to burrow into the bait ball like fungus. Once they’re done you start to inspect it for any issues. A few adjustments is all it takes to get it in working order. All you have to do now is get it into the lake.

> [1] Use your Warp Chains (WP)
> [2] Have someone (Zerimar) go run and get a proper chain from the Daemon Forges
> [3] Jump in with it yourself (S)

>>38959974
This guy gets it.

>>38960120
>> [3] Jump in with it yourself (S)

>>38960120
>[2]

>>38960120

>> [3] Jump in with it yourself (S)

ASK NO MAN TO DO FOR YOU WHAT YOU YOURSELF AREN'T WILLING TO DO

>>38960120

Before anyone falls for it [3] is a trap. We're awesome but not awesome enough to fight a Leviathan on its home turf (i.e. in the water)

>>38960120
> [1] Use your Warp Chains (WP)

>>38960120
> [1] Use your Warp Chains (WP)

>>38960120
> [1] Use your Warp Chains (WP)
Hah! Caught one!

>>38960120
> [1] Use your Warp Chains (WP)
> get bored waiting.
> [3] Jump in with it yourself (S)

>>38960120
>> [2] Have someone (Zerimar) go run and get a proper chain from the Daemon Forges

[1] it is.

1d100 vs 41 (-20)

If you pass your chains will not break.

If you fail, but are under 61, you'll have a penalty on a future check.

Failing entirely means you make a fool out of yourself. You probably shouldn't do that.

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>38960346

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>38960346

>>38960346
>>38960370

Done.
Good work anon, good work.

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>38960346

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>38960370
>>38960346

C'mon, critical failure.

>>38960370
>>38960378
>>38960410

Well would you look at that. No 100 and you got a 3. Writing...

>>38960120

You’ve never attempted to make chains of warp energy this long before but you have no difficulty doing so. Soon the entire corpse ball is properly wrapped and ensnared by the leads from you claws. After a few test pulls to make sure it’s secure, you give it a mighty heavy and fling it into the lake. The resulting wave of blood crashes over the shore and into you but you’re unfazed. If anything the new coat of plasma just renews your vigor.

It’s a good thing too. The ball bobs slowly along the turbulent surface for what seems like hours before something happens. But when it does it’s tremendous. All at once, a surging tidal wave rises from the depths and sweeps towards the bait. You have only a few seconds to steel yourself before the Leviathan engulfs it and begins swimming away. Your muscles and chains strain against the effort of holding such a mighty beast back, but you do stop it dead in its tracks after a minute or so.

Now the fight really starts.

> [1] Reel it in! (T, S)
> [2] Wrench it out of the water and slam it onto the shore (S x 2)
> [3] Write in

>>38960635
>> [2] Wrench it out of the water and slam it onto the shore (S x 2)
Awesome.

>>38960635
> [2] Wrench it out of the water and slam it onto the shore (S x 2)

>>38960635

>> [2] Wrench it out of the water and slam it onto the shore (S x 2)

WE KRATOS NOW

>>38960635
> [2] Wrench it out of the water and slam it onto the shore (S x 2)

Rolled 82, 1 = 83 (2d100)

2d100 vs 64

It's opposed and the Unnatural bonus is probably going to come into play. Especially since it shares your S score.

Rolled 63, 7 = 70 (2d100)

>>38960825
>1
uhh

Rolled 92, 30 = 122 (2d100)

>>38960825
Well that is both good and very bad.

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>>38960825

> It rolled a 1
> IT ROLLED A ONE

Rolled 45, 85 = 130 (2d100)

>>38960825
Top kek

This is gonna hurt.

>>38960830
>>38960834
>>38960848

So a 45 and a 7. Obviously you beat it in the first test.

For the second though? Since we've been going with 1s = win since the very beginning... yeah. This is probably not going to be pleasant.

You don't mind being flattened, right?

Writing...

>>38960825
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UAbTiK656fE

>>38960893
Honestly, after curb-stomping Kharn, I'm fine with us getting roughed up.

>>38960893
Fucking fat fish

>>38960951
I hope that line is used.

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>>38960635

The Leviathan and you struggle against one another, neither of you gaining any headway. It takes one suspiciously timed flailing for you to get enough leverage to wrench it towards you. As the massive, squid-like body emerges from the lake you realize your mistake. It wanted you to put all your strength into trying to pull it free. Not because you’d fail but because it has left you open. Tremendously so, such the titanic beast doesn’t soar over your head as planned. Instead it slams into you, sending the pair of you tumbling across the shore.

Even with your new armor and toughness, this is the hardest you’ve been hit to date by a single blow. You immediately feel all of your bones liquify only for them to reform moments later. It’s a miracle you stayed in one piece. A hefty cough of blood escapes your lips, but otherwise you’re still standing. (10d10+24 damage, and I rolled 52. So 76 wounds in all)

The good news is you’ve managed to get the fucking fat fish onto land. It won’t be able to slam into you like that again. All you have to worry about now are those tentacles and its maw.

> [1] Roar for everyone to attack it
> [2] Enter maximum fury mode and start tearing at the nearest tentacle (WS x 2)
> [3] Restrain your rage and let the creature make the next mistake (Ag x 2, T)
> [4] Write in

>>38961144
>> [2] Enter maximum fury mode and start tearing at the nearest tentacle (WS x 2)

>>38961144
>[1] Zerimar! Hit that fish with your head!
>[2] Enter maximum fury mode and start tearing at the nearest tentacle (WS x 2)

>>38961185

Zerimar! Kill the fucking fat fish with your knife!

>>38961202
KHRONE DAMMIT ZERIMAR KEEP UP!

>>38961144
holy shit what was our wound max again?
>[1] GIT TA KRUMPIN BOYZ!
then > [2] Enter maximum fury mode and start tearing at the nearest tentacle

>>38961144
> [1] Roar for everyone to attack it
> [3] Restrain your rage and let the creature make the next mistake (Ag x 2, T)

>>38961213

128. You're at 52 now.

>>38961144
> [1] Roar for everyone to attack it
> [2] Enter maximum fury mode and start tearing at the nearest tentacle (WS x 2)

>>38961238
so it hits harder then a battle barge or a filthy shit tier bird change lord could ever dream of, nice its gonna make a really shiny weapon

>>38958052
Hey, let's maneuver/trick two Leviathans into strangling the other.

Rolled 27, 46 = 73 (2d100)

2d100 opposed to the FFF's 40 WS. You're probably fine.


In other news, there's 10 tentacles. Your "buds" will handle 3 of them, leaving 7. Focusing on one means there's 6 still in play. We'll deal with that after the WS roll.

Rolled 55, 45 = 100 (2d100)

>>38961390

Rolled 21, 67 = 88 (2d100)

>>38961390

Rolled 16, 11 = 27 (2d100)

>>38961390

Rolled 25, 53 = 78 (2d100)

>>38961390

Rolled 37, 64 = 101 (2d100)

>>38961390

>>38961461
Thank fuck.

>>38961461
Nice

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>38961410
>>38961433
>>38961461

Cool. You handle one tentacle. With doubles even so I'll roll that now.

Now as for the other six, they each will do a hefty 22 damage if they hit. I'll say 2 go for your "buds" leaving 4 directed at you.

So 4d100. If it's below 55 (Ag) you dodge it outright. If it's below 59 (T) you get hit but reduce the damage.

Rolled 88, 82, 41, 93 = 304 (4d100)

>>38961500

Rolled 99, 37, 77, 62 = 275 (4d100)

>>38961500
rolling

Rolled 57, 58, 31, 57 = 203 (4d100)

>>38961500

Rolled 4, 59, 79, 53 = 195 (4d100)

>>38961500

Rolled 34, 27, 57, 2 = 120 (4d100)

>>38961500

>>38961520
>99

Cutting it a little close.

>>38961513
>>38961520
>>38961528

So that 2 Ag passes and 2 T passes. Using your reroll on >>38961529 means zero damage whatsoever.

> [1] Reroll go!
> [2] Tank it like a boss

Oh and this is the effect you got:

>The shock of the attack causes the character to temporarily lose control of his autonomous functions. He is Stunned for 1 Round and is knocked Prone. The arm is useless for 1d10 Rounds.

>>38961513
>>38961520
>>38961528
We'z gettin krumped.

>>38961570
Fuck that, reroll

>>38961570
> [1] Reroll go!

>>38961570
>> [1] Reroll go!

>>38961570
>> [1] Reroll go!

Mkay. Reroll is a go! No damage! And you basically get a free attack! But let me write a bit before the rolls.

Where are all the red ladies at?

Fuck Yeah!!! I made it. I'm not even in town and I made it!

I'm gonna be so tired tomorrow.

>>38961144

You’ve been hit by Grey Knights, Wraithknights, and Battle Barges. You’ve been taunted by mortal and daemon alike. Yet nothing has enraged you as much as this Leviathan has with that single attack.

“ALL OF YOU,” you bellow. “EITHER KILL THIS THING DEAD OR ASSUME THE POSITION. I’M GOING TO BE HAVING SKULLS AND CALAMARI FOR DINNER.”

Then you leap at the nearest tentacle. Even though it’s thick as a macrocannon shell, you lay into it with primal anger. You’re not even sure if you stop screaming in rage as you hack again and again at the limb. You have to consciously keep yourself from submerging into mindless bloodlust. So savage is your attack that the beast roars in anguish and begins flailing in agony. But not before you sever the tentacle completely.

Once that’s done you duck and dodge the remaining tentacles that swipe at you. Each pass causes a blast of wind that nearly knocks you to the ground. You really, REALLY don’t want to get hit by one again. Your fellow daemons, those that joined you from around the lake, are not doing as well. They’ve managed to sever a tentacle themselves, bringing the total to 8, but they’re suffering heavy losses. More than half of the Khornate warriors have been reduced to a bloody pulp.

> [1] Continue your assault, ignoring your fellows. (WS x 2)
> [2] You have a severed tentacle. Use it. (S, WS x 2)
> [3] Go help your fellows (Ag, WS x 2)

Someone keep me honest on the tentacles/damage

>>38961870
> [2] You have a severed tentacle. Use it. (S, WS x 2)

>>38961870
>> [2] You have a severed tentacle. Use it. (S, WS x 2)

>>38961870
>> [2] You have a severed tentacle. Use it. (S, WS x 2)

>>38961870
>[1] Continue your assault, ignoring your fellows. (WS x 2)
If they can't handle a few tentacles, then they can serve as a distraction

>>38961870
> [2] You have a severed tentacle. Use it. (S, WS x 2)

>>38961870
>[2] You have a severed tentacle. Use it. (S, WS x 2)

beat him with the wet end!

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3d100

First roll is vs 64. It's to heft the tentacle. Failing means you don't lift it and the other two rolls don't matter.

Second and Third rolls are against WS and basically help me determine how much damage to apply to the FFF.

Rolled 37, 67, 82 = 186 (3d100)

>>38962019

Rolled 90, 10, 97 = 197 (3d100)

>>38962019

Rolled 61, 21, 65 = 147 (3d100)

>>38962019

Rolled 2, 94, 81 = 177 (3d100)

>>38962019

>>38962031
>>38962047
>>38962050

So you pick it up and give it at least one good whack. Writing...

Quick question, did we ever give that numbskull his date?

>>38962163
gr8 d8 m8, he r8 8/8

>>38961870

The way you see it if your fellows can’t handle themselves they can at least die in the process of being a distraction. You’re definitely not going to be wasting an opening like the one you’ve created by helping them out. Instead, you opt to heft the severed tentacle like a massive whip. It’s unwieldy, rightly so, but makes a satisfying, wet crunch as it impacts against the Leviathan’s head.

Toxic blood splatters across everything in the immediate area as a result. Those not of at least Bloodthirster status (or sporting similar armor) caught in the deluge begin screaming in terror as their flesh starts to boil away. To you, though, it’s just another hot bloodbath.

It seems the creature has recovered though. And it’s madder than ever.

> [1] Next tentacle! (WS x 2)
> [2] Continue to use the tentacle you have on hand (S, WS)
> [3] Attempt to use your chains to get higher up on the beast’s body (BS, Ag)

>>38962163
No you pretty much shut him down so hard that he's afraid of speaking in your presence. Someone else might remember the exact thread #.

>>38962212
> [3] Attempt to use your chains to get higher up on the beast’s body (BS, Ag)

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I should probably include this too.

>>38962212
>> [3] Attempt to use your chains to get higher up on the beast’s body (BS, Ag)

>>38962212
>[4] DUAL WIELD TENTACLES

>>38962262

We have to rip another off first or go get the one our idiots tore off.

>>38962212
> [2] Continue to use the tentacle you have on hand (S, WS)

>>38962212
>> [1] Next tentacle! (WS x 2)

>>38962262
That would be far less effective. It's better with one two handed.

When we collect the corpse, do we need all the pieces?

>>38962251
So, what you're trying to say is that [3] would need to roll under a 10 or something like that?

>>38962326

More like a 70 give or take.

>>38962326
Do you know anything of 40k RPGs?

>>38962212
>> [3] Attempt to use your chains to get higher up on the beast’s body (BS, Ag)

>>38962212
>No you pretty much shut him down so hard that he's afraid of speaking in your presence. Someone else might remember the exact thread #.
We told him to step up and git gud and we'd give him a date then, and he said he'd try

> [1] Next tentacle! (WS x 2)

2d100 vs 70 and 55

If you pass both you only have to deal with 2 tentacles swiping at you.

Rolled 96, 16 = 112 (2d100)

>>38962397

Rolled 23, 7 = 30 (2d100)

>>38962397

Rolled 60, 40 = 100 (2d100)

>>38962397

>>38962403
>>38962424
>>38962425

Yeah you're fine.

Now 2d100 using the dodge/toughness stuff from before.

Rolled 52, 55 = 107 (2d100)

>>38962442

Rolled 72, 85 = 157 (2d100)

>>38962442

>>38956536
This is just idle curiosity but how did you build Cinder?

Rolled 79, 70 = 149 (2d100)

>>38962442

>>38962449
>>38962451
>>38962464

Yeah you're fine. Barely. Writing...

>>38962456

Stat-wise I assume you mean? I can go over it in Housekeeping later if you'd like.

>>38962476
I mean like what system/rules did you build her from. So I guess Stat-wise could be accurate. I'm not sure. I'm just finding this entertaining as all hell and curiosity is bubbling up in my think pan.

>>38962511

I pulled her originally from Black Crusade's Tome of Blood and adjusted a few values. From there I adjusted using other BC enemies for comparison and what would work best for a quest format. The end Bloodthirster stats are semi-drawn from DW.

>>38962511
The 40k RPGs.

>>38962535
What's DW?

>>38962212

You’re not quite sure if a lobotomy will cure the fucking fat fish’s anger problems but you’re definitely going to try it all the same. Like a skilled mountain climber, you scale the beast’s hide using your claws, chains, and wings in conjunction with one another. Along the way you have to dive over and under two tentacles as they attempt to knock you off. But otherwise you make it to the Leviathan’s neck without issue.

Now that you’re in its face you can see it’s just as pissed off as you are. Good. You spit at it just for the principle of the thing. The drops of blood do literally nothing but it feels good at least. You can see the top of the mountain ahead, you just have to get past its maw.

> [1] Wait for it to bite then zoom past (Ag x 2)
> [2] Tunnel your way to the brain from here (S x 2, T)
> [3] Use your Grey Knight Bolter until it’s empty
> [4] Write in

> 2

>>38962594
>> [2] Tunnel your way to the brain from here (S x 2, T)
>>38962580
I've told you to look at the 40k RPGs like six times now.

>>38962594
>[3] Use your Grey Knight Bolter until it’s empty

we never use that. let's try

>>38962594
> [3] Use your Grey Knight Bolter until it’s empty

>>38962580

Deathwatch

>>38962594
> [2] Tunnel your way to the brain from here (S x 2, T)

>>38962622
>>38962639
>>38962541
>>38962535
Thanks for the information NotELH and kind anons

>>38962594

>[3]boltebolterbolter

>>38962594
>> [2] Tunnel your way to the brain from here (S x 2, T)

[2] by a vote I believe.

3d100 vs 64, 64, and 59

Rolled 67, 71, 28 = 166 (3d100)

>>38962762

Rolled 24, 52, 25 = 101 (3d100)

>>38962762

Rolled 67, 52, 43 = 162 (3d100)

>>38962762

>>38962776
>>38962782
>>38962788
Huh, I copied the first two places. Strange.

>>38962776
>>38962782
>>38962788

Passes all around. Neat. Writing...

>>38962594

Of course, the easiest way past its maw is going to be by tunneling through the very sinew and bone. It takes some doing but soon you open up a hole in the colossus’ neck and begin clawing your way towards the brain. The heat of the muscle and flesh surrounding you is enormous, almost scaldingly so even to a daemon like you. But you tough it out (taking -20 wounds in the process), tearing your way forward until finally you hit the underside of the skull. From there all it takes it a quick bore for you to be released into the spacious brain cavity.

All you have to do is destroy the organ and then you can get back to Ignitrix. But how should you do that? You have a few ways in mind…

> [1] Punch it so hard it goes flying out of the Leviathan’s head
> [2] Slice the stem with your claws. No damaged skull that way
> [3] GK Bolter it until everything stops moving
> [4] Wrap it with your chains and squeeze

>>38962894
> [2] Slice the stem with your claws. No damaged skull that way
Then
> [1] Punch it so hard it goes flying out of the Leviathan’s head

>>38962894

I reiterate: brrrtbrrrtbrrrtt

>>38962894
> [2] Slice the stem with your claws. No damaged skull that way

>>38962894
> [4] Wrap it with your chains and squeeze
the Muscle spasms and convulsions should dislodge the remains of Thuka...

> 4

[2] it is. Bonus: You now have a leviathan skull.

Writing...

>>38962894
>Utilize your abberant luck/insight to punch the brain in all the right places to pilot it like Terminator armor.

>>38963012

Or some combo of [2] and [4], you get the idea.

>>38962894

Unfortunately most of your ideas involve destroying the skull in the process of venting your rage. It’s a good thing you can see past the bloodhaze and focus on the task at hand. That task being wrapping up the grey matter before you with your warp chains. Once that’s done you tighten the chains and elicit a satisfying cry from the Leviathan at large. Then you rip it free of the brain stem and crush it in one single motion.

Like a wet napkin the body collapses. You end up bouncing around in the now empty skull relatively unharmed. Once the “world” comes to a stop you retrace your steps and emerge from the fallen fish. As soon as you do a cheer goes up.

“AND THERE SHE IS! YOUR WARMISTRESS AND SAVIOR, CINDER!”

You have to admit, Zerimar has a rather impressive set of lungs. Of course, he’s also only shouting at about three Bloodthirsters and a Bloodletter. But it’s something at least.

> Also mention whether or not you want Zerimar to come along
> [1] Spare the speech and be on your way after thanking them
> [2] Fire up those social rolls because you’re gunna gloat
> [3] Start speaking but “accidentally” shatter the crystal (leaves Zerimar behind)

>>38963027

Before we port to Iggy, we might want to take care of whatever is left of Thraka and his Boyz... Don't want to make too much of a mess in Iggy's house... Aside from the massive Corpse we are bringing...

>>38963121
>> Also mention whether or not you want Zerimar to come along
>> [3]

> 1
Bring Zem.
Carve orcs out of stomach.

>>38963136
That should be a yes.

>>38963121
> [1] Spare the speech and be on your way after thanking them
bring Zerimar along too, if he survived then he can stay alongside us a little while, but he better not try anything against our sister and friends

Better idea.
> 1
Carve out Boyz and Thraka. Bring Thraka, Zem, and corpse to Iggy.

>>38963149
>>38963123

Tuska* and his Boyz probably died after being eaten, based on how much damage we took just crawling through to the brain. They'll still regen outside the Brass Fortress tomorrow though.

>>38963121
> Yes
> [2]

Do Iggy's followers know about her ascension or has Godhood put a dampener on her ability to directly contact/visit people?

Can the Materium even handle the physical embodiment of one of the Chaos Gods?

So, do we present this one last skull to the big guy before taking his throne? Or does it not work that way?

Captcha: eumad
I suppose I am rather mad.

>>38963192
Well, damn.
Not arguing to argue here, but weren't they in the middle of a ball comprised of 4000+ dragons, thus saving them from the massive damage that teeth + stomach would cause. At least for the moment?

>>38963224
thats a good question, Iggy's SoBs shouldn't be neglected

[1] has it I think. And not-remirez is coming too.

Writing...

>>38963244
Eh. I find it funnier if the Orks willingly went to their deaths thinking they'd get a propah krumpin out of it.

So, once this is all done...

Tea Party in Acerea's Garden?

>>38963278
Of course anon

We should make a part/recreation area shared between us three when we're all ascended, where there will be a section for each domain and a neutral one so we can just relax together.

And the 4th domain will just be burned and salted ground.

>>38963295
park*

>>38963278
That happens on Wednesday. And we won't play as Khornate Cinder.

>>38963295

I thought that the 4th part was going to be Best Nid's though...

Also, I thought that Acerea wasn't going to take over the family business from her Grandfather...

>>38963316
well she could be her grandfolks representative

afterall we'll need an excuse to hang out together

>>38963121

All it takes to silence the five daemons is you holding up a hand. After they grow quiet you wave over Zerimar and say, “I cannot thank you enough for your aid. However my time is short and I have places to be. So long as you’re not complete and utter bitches like some pink whore about what I do next, I would be more than happy to reward you properly later.”

Your Brass Herald joins your side without question, though at least one of the Bloodthirsters doesn’t seem thrilled to be delayed his spoils. Sucks to be him. You’re leaving. Now.

As soon as the blue crystal shatters in your palms you feel a wrenching sensation in your stomach. Then the Leviathan, Zerimar, and you are outside of Ignitrix’s house. Though it seems she’s done a little redecorating. There’s now a very impressive forge outside being fed pure blue magma from the void itself.

“Where are…” starts Zerimar.

“Stay quiet. Don’t ask question. Don’t touch anything.”

“A-As you wish, Warmistress….”

“Oh let him have his fun,” echos out Ignitrix’s voice as she exits her home. “Shiela’s out back with Skippy. He can go play with them.”

The poor Bloodletter looks like he’s seen a ghost. You guess that happens when someone, daemon or not, comes face to face with a Chaos God that’s not their patron. “Well, go on then Zerimar. I’ll collect you later.”

Once he’s departed around the side of the building, Ignitrix whistles and steps past you to examine the corpse. “What did you do, find the biggest one and... You destroyed its brain? I honestly was expecting to have to deal with some stumpy squid.”

She turns, smiling. “Good work. This will more than suffice. Come along, we’ll need to get started.”

(cont)

>>38963368

Without warning, Ignitrix hefts up the entire corpse with one hand and motions for you to follow. As you do, you ask, “What about that whole material realm thing?”

“Oh don’t worry about that. It was mostly a brain teaser I came up with out of a bad mood. You’ve had such a thing all along. Care to take a guess before I spoil it for you?”

> Write in!

>>38963381
Click our heels and say "there's no place like home"?

>>38963381
Grey knight bolter? Seems kinda meh.

>>38963381
the GK bolter?

>>38963381
Is it the doll? I bet it's the doll.

>>38963381
It was in our heart all along?

>>38963381
Us?

>>38963381
The rosette?

>>38963381

Gaelos's Heart?

>>38963381
Gaelos' Heart?

>>38963444
Oh you beat me to it by a second anon!

Well none of you got it. Ignitrix will not gloat (much).

Writing...

>>38963486
It's that roll of tape, isn't it

>>38963486
Could it be our never-ending bloodlust is about to be crafted into a sword, to be endlessly strengthened and sharpened as our rage and hate grows with every body?

>>38963486
I wonder if its the wraithbone sword or maybe one of the grayknight trinkets or some other thing we magpied at some point.

>>38963577
I really hope its not something that edgelordy

the stuffed iggy doll

>>38963381

Despite your best guesses you come no closer to the right answer. Not even the roll of duct tape gets Ignitrix’s nod of approval. Finally she sets the corpse down before the forge proper and reveals the answer.

“It’s the Obscenity Engine. It’s been through enough temporal iterations to be rather potent. Between its propensity to ignore causality and the Leviathan you just brought your weapon should have no problem tearing holes in spacetime.”

“Just like Khorne’s?”

“Just like Khorne’s.”

You nod approvingly. “Ah. Good. But what about your acolytes and whoever else is on it?”

“Oh don’t mind us!” shouts Alia. You look around and see that she and the rest of Ignitrix’s underlings are currently having a bit of tea in the middle of a grand garden. One of Acerea’s arrangements if you had to pin it down. “We’re doing just fine without it!”

“Suit yourself, birdbrain,” grumbles Sonya. All of the Sisters resemble feathered saints save for her and Alia. The latter is blue and far more daemonic, while the former seems to be still just “trapped” in her armor.

“Hah. Phrasing. Boom.”

“SHUT UP. I HATE YOU.”

“Well they seem to be getting along well,” you dryly remark to Ignitrix.

She shrugs. “Eh. They can’t all be perfect. But yes. All we need now is…”

“KHORNE DAMN IT BIRD. STOP TELEPORTING ME AROUND.”

“Wormbag?” you say as he materializes before the pair of you.

“YES WORMBAG,” he shouts back. After taking a moment to compose himself, the forge daemon continues, “Apparently I have to be present to make sure you don’t cock up what should be a simple task.”

(cont)

>>38963616
It could be the booze or my inherited over the top fantasy part of me talking. I hope it isn't as well, but I'm just throwing it out there.

>>38963654

Ignitrix rolls her eyes. “Oh come off it. You were practically pink with envy that she’s getting to make it and not you.”

You look between the two, confused. “Uhh… maybe I’m missing something. I thought you or someone would be making it. Not me.”

“Are you as stupid as you are blind? Of course we can’t do it for you. But we can yell at you to get something right for a change.”

“Sorry Sis~”

Oh.

> [1] You owe Wormbag a punch in the face. But then you can work.
> [2] “Well get to teaching!”

>>38963662
> [1] You owe Wormbag a punch in the face. But then you can work.
He wouldn't have it any other way.

>>38963662
> [1] You owe Wormbag a punch in the face. But then you can work.
> [2] “Well get to teaching!”

>>38963662
Knock Wormbag in the back of the head.
> 2

>>38963662
>> [1] You owe Wormbag a punch in the face. But then you can work.

>Wormbag standing there screaming at Tzeentch and almost-Khorne
Fucker's got some balls, gotta give him that..

>>38963704
we should smack him in the face like a proper khornate.

1d100 to determine how hard you slap him.

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>38963733
FUCK YOU WORMBAG GET ON WITH TEACHING!

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>38963733
Isn't he more or less our uncle/older brother in a way? Khornate hug! By which I mean, break his nose.

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>38963733

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>38963733
KHORNE WANTS AN 8

>>38963741
more like our asshole grandpa who bitches and moans but secretly loves to help us.
>>38963745
yeeesssh cutting it close anon, I was jut thinking "man it would suck to roll a 1 and kill him by mistake"

>>38963738
>>38963741
>>38963745

Pretty damn hard. Good thing he's a daemon.

Writing...

>>38963748
Too bad you get a 7. Nurgle's having a laugh

>>38963704
He literally does not give a shit.

>>38963756
he will when we smack the bitch out of him.

>>38963756
>Too bad you get a 7. Nurgle's having a laugh
Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on the view. Khorne and Nurgle have that "I hate you less than all the other gods" thing going on. In mortal terms, they're the best of friends.

>>38963756
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh goddamnit to hell I have to work the morning!! WELP as much as I want to stay and see how hard we smack the shit out of him and decide on what we get for enchantments i have to miss out, thanks for the awesome story notelh ill finish it in the morning

>>38962212
>No you pretty much shut him down so hard that he's afraid of speaking in your presence. Someone else might remember the exact thread #.
Stop spreading lies just because you hate how we act.

>>38963662

“Before we begin,” you say, stepping just in range of Wormbag. “I need to do ONE thing first.”

Both Ignitrix and Wormbag look at you quizzically. Then you cave in Wormbag’s nose.

“THAT WAS FOR NOT GIVING ME A FUCKING WEAPON AND FOR BEING A DICK.”

Wormbag reels for a moment then starts laughing. “GOOD. WE CAN USE THIS BLOOD AS PRACTICE. QUICK, GET A PAN YOU STUPID GIRL.”

From there you’re led through several practice blades until both Ignitrix and Wormbag are satisfied with your workmanship. It’s only then that Tzeentch speaks the words of power that properly convert the two main ingredients into a more manageable form. In the end you produce a blade of such quality that Slaanesh might weep at how perfect it is. Something to taunt that purple pansy about later, you suppose. But for now…

“Go on then,” prompts Ignitrix. “Give it a practice swing. Preferably not at anything living though. Not here, anyways”

As you take up the blade it instantly reforms into a set of claws. Then, with a little concentration, it shifts to become a falchion wreathed in pure chaotic energy. No matter what melee weapon you think of it becomes. Even a shield, should you need it.

“For once you took into account your tendency to overswing,” remarks Wormbag. “That or it’s compensating for your lack of skill.”

You pause twirling your spear for a moment and ask, “Alright. Who the fuck are you really. Or are you just a complete ass?”

“Oh so NOW you ask.”

“...”

“If you must know, I was the one who made Doombreed’s weapons and armor. Every single champion of Khorne from him onwards I have contributed a piece of my craft to in some way.”

“You’d think you’d learn how not to be like Kharn in all that time.”

(cont)

>>38963989

He rolls his eyes and begins working at the excess materials left over from forging your blade. “I do only what is needed in every instance. You? You needed to be treated like a foolish girl until you got your head on straight. But now? I just give you shit because I can. Deal with it.”

Ignitrix stifles a laugh. “When you two are done bickering, I do need to pull Cinder away for a chat.”

Both you and Wormbag huff in annoyance at the same time. Then you go with the Chaos God back into her abode. Once inside she conjures up several windows into reality.

“Sytili’s doing wonderful. Hive Fleet Hellfire as it were. Wormbag managed to fuse the very essence of brass into their bones. And he and Kaysis managed to figure out a way for them to turn the Tyranid’s blood into a caustic, boiling weapon. It’s all the rage with the Sororitas now.”

“Speaking of Kaysis, she and Acerea are off trying to recruit more Eldar. Considering said Xenos are desperately trying to aid the stubborn Imperium to prevent the Calixis Sector from falling… it’s not going so well. They’re safe, at least.”

She sighs, then continues, “As for the Imperium itself… they’re being typically inane. Right now they have Hellfire and Helldrool confined entirely in the Drusus Marches. It’s a stalemate and they could use a little… push.”

“I’m assuming I’m said push?” you ask.

“Yup. You need to attune to your weapon anyways. By the time you get to Scintilla you should have no problem tearing it apart into new Warp Storm.”

“Neat…”

> If you have any IC questions for her, now’s the time. Otherwise we’re going to handle the death of the Calixis Sector

Oh I suppose you need to name your weapon too. I will veto anything overly stupid/edgy so try to keep it semi-reasonable for 40k.

It's got a red base, black trim, and brass inlays regardless of form. Fire optional.

>>38963996
So have you put that bloodbath in here yet? Because after this we could both use one hell of a long soak in it.

Other then that, I can't think of anything apart from giving her a proper headpat before we get to work.

>>38964022
Ember?

>>38963996
Rip the core out of every sun in the sector and shove them up the Imperium's collective shit chute.

Also, just a fluff question: Heresy is a Human perspective. Why would daemons and servants of chaos refer to themselves/what they do as such?

>>38964022
Inferno. From a small Cinder came a raging Inferno.

>>38964023

"I have. But I tinted mine blue. I hope you understand and that it won't be a problem. Also it's bigger than the one we had on the Engine. We can swim laps!"

You get the feeling from her tail feathers wriggling that she's thoroughly tested it to meet your standards. This, of course, gets her a headpat.

>>38964022
Fatebreaker.
Planbreaker
Wardsplitter.

something like that

>>38964022
Ashborn?

>>38964038
Isn't Heresy just going against established religious doctrine? so sorcery is against Khorne's 'No Psykers Allowed' policy, egro heresy...

>>38964022
Ash. From the cinder all that is left is ash.

Also, I'm surprised, after reading the synopsis on your Google doc, that we've yet to meet Skulltaker.

>>38963996
If you were to upgrade the weapon. which Eldar god would you use?

My personal choice would be Slaanesh. Now you might say "Anon, Slaanesh isn't an Eldar god." but look. No one is going to debate about the god part, but It was created from the Eldar and eats Eldar souls. Therefore it is an Eldar god,. it just has a larger portfolio under it.

>>38964022
Bloody Roar

>>38964070
True, but typically it seems to be used with the human meaning in mind, by my accounting.

>>38964022
I figure since the blood bath on the ship literally got put into the thing, it should have a part in the name. Somehow. Also the leviathan, a large blood-dwelling fish, got used so there's another point towards it.

I'm having trouble coming up with something that references blood and large bodies of liquid that still sounds good, though.

>>38964117
Why use an existing one? Could we cultivate one to our purposes? Fat a calf for the slaughter, so to speak?

If there's nothing else, we'll move into the burning of the Calixis sector from a very high level overview. The idea being that this is an easy way to show the passage of time and leave open a wide swath for anyone to fill in at their leisure. More than enough to show off Sytili and Kaysis shenanigans, or expand on Cinder herself.

>>38964063

I like Fatebreaker, if only for the irony involved. And we all know how I love that.

>>38964090

The inside joke which I suppose I'm now spoiling is that that's supposed to be No-Horn

Also Ash is the Daemonette. But I can rename her I guess.

>>38964125
Gorefathom?

>>38964141
fatebreaker sounds good, would be better if it had something fire themed in it, also no need to rename Ash, that should be her name, irony and all its appropriate

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>>38964146

>>38964125
Sanguinocean?

>>38964146
nah, sounds shit and too close to gorefather

>>38964171
thats just stupid

>>38964156
Fatescrocher?
Fateburner?
Fate -insert something fiery here-?

>>38964141
Well, oops. Oh well, good to know.
Aside that thread, have you read the Gotrek and Felix stories?
If you find the commentary out of thread annoying, other readers, I apologize this is acting as a bump.

>>38964141
War Soul. Because it is the embodiment of conflict no matter what shape it takes. War may change it's form, but in the end It's still about skulls for the skull throne and blood for the blood god.

>>38964180
Fatescorcher sounds good to me though I don't mind if ELH picks from the ones we've come up with apart from the silly ocean ones

>>38964218
>>38964180
Every time I see "Fatescorcher" I read it as "facecrotch" and I just can't take it seriously.

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So I'm not kidding when I said high level.

Each Sector needs three* successes during opposed tests to take over. Said sectors include:

Malfian Sub Section
Golgenna Reach*
Adrantis
Josian Reach
Azeroth
Markayn Marches


Now the way this will work is you'll claim one of the sectors and roll 3d100. I'll then come along and roll against that. If we have to keep going to get successes then we will. 3 failures, though, means that sector isn't happening. Maybe you get some of it, maybe you don't. I'll give you a few fluffy events to work with either way.

*Golgenna Reach requires 5 successes thanks to the Lathes and Scintilla.

>>38964229
Yeah I thought that a few seconds after posting it.
Hindsight

>>38964022
Headpatter

>>38964238
No anon, thats the special fluffy backscratcher we keep separate and hidden from Iggy to ambush her with

Rolled 18, 11, 4 = 33 (3d100)

>>38964233
Azeroth

Rolled 99, 17, 23 = 139 (3d100)

>>38964268

Never liked that sector anyways.

>>38964233
so do we vote on which to hit now?

I say we start down in the bottom right with Azeroth

>>38964268

...Well if the Burning Legion couldn't break through the damn place, maybe Chaos will!

(I think it's Hazeroth.)

>>38964292
yeah, looks like theres a H in front hidden

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>>38964268
>>38964276

And here's the updated map! One sector down! And yes, it's Hazeroth.

Battles of note include:
* The Burning of Stygian Prime
* The Slaughter of Cyprian's Gate
* The Defilement of Pilgrim's Pause

>>38964283

Just pick one and roll. If it's Golgennna do 5d100 instead.

>>38964233

I'll take the Josian Reach then.

Rolled 22, 32, 95 = 149 (3d100)

>>38964316
Let's see how Adrantis does then

Rolled 77, 45, 46 = 168 (3d100)

>>38964316
Adrantis. Let's split the Imperium here in half.

Rolled 100, 58, 94 = 252 (3d100)

>>38964329

Survey says...

>>38964324
in the options field anon, not the name field

Rolled 79, 1, 63 = 143 (3d100)

>>38964324

Apparently I cannot into dice rolls.

>>38964335
survey says they somehow exterminatus'd themselves... though they managed to beat that 95 by 1, but >>38964331 beat that 94

Rolled 53, 1, 24 = 78 (3d100)

>>38964316
Josian Reach