>>40414055
Tell him yes as we sip our not!wine and listen.

>>40414055
Yes.

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>>40414105
>>40414123
Sighing, you get up and pour yourself a glass of amasec, swirling it a bit before sipping. "Go ahead." You say in a tired voice. The man nods and unravels the scroll in his hands. "The royal Jucinda family, who hold governorship over the Helvera system, formally invite you and any guests to a party honoring the 18th birthday of Fausta Helvera, daughter of planetary governor Ramalies Helvera." You recognize the names from your time living in the nobility before you became a governor. The Helvera family is very old and very rich, many of their earliest known members being among the first Rogue Traders. It still didn't make sense why they would invite you... or at least, it didn't until the worker spoke further. "Fausta is formally declaring her intention to wed and is looking for suitors worthy enough of the Helvera name." The man closes the scroll, looking up. "What shall we respond with sir? The party isn't for 3 months, so we have time." You mull it over. In all the business of establishing your governorship, you hadn't thought on such matters as marrying and leaving a lineage. Hell, you don't even have an heir yet. You turn back to the man and say:
>What is our response? Do we take the invitation of not? Denying it may be taken as an insult to the Helvera family.

>>40414291
We provisionally accept the invitation providing matters of governance do not intervene.

>>40414311
This.

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>>40414311
>>40414324
"Tell them that we accept the invitation, but only so long as our duties as governor do not intervene in the matter. The man nods, turning. "I'll tell the astropaths right away. He says, scurrying out the door. Relaxing, you move back to finish the final paper work before retiring for the night.
Meanwhile, across the continent, Septimus, surrounded by a group of veteran Kriegers sneaks his way down through the under hive.
>1d100+10 for their success rate. +20 from the combination of Septimus and the Krieger veterans, but a -10 due to the morale negative modifer we have this month.

Rolled 82 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>40414527

Rolled 70 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>40414527

Rolled 61 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>40414527

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>>40414543
>>40414600
>>40414786
>Rolls average to 81, a success.
Luck seemed to be on Septimus's side. It was late enough that most of the rabble had gone to sleep, leaving only a few drunken heretics up, with the occasional dark mechanicum member scurrying about. He even saw the Helbrute, slumped over with many cords sticking out of it, hereteks tending to the needs of their defender. No one noticed Septimus and his squad working their way deeper into the hive. A tang of fear struck Septimus. Even he didn't truly know what he would face down here. He had only a vague inclination based on years of study and what was told to him during his years of service in the Ordo Xenos. Still, the fact that the thing residing at the bottom of the Hive was a threat to the Imperium meant he would push on no matter what. Prepared to meet his fate whatever it may be, he began descending into the absolute lowest levels of the under hive.
You wake up the next morning, getting dressed in your usual attire. You share breakfast with Frederick, who can't help but report on the siege. Apparently a few heretics made for the blockade only to be swiftly gun down, though Frederick fears the soldiers are seeming unmotivated lately. Afterwards, you head to your office. Decisions needed to be made.
>What are our priorities for this month?

>>40414945
Execute plan kite the hellbrute into a killzone.

>>40414945

Talk to Frederick about founding a military academy for career officers and higher grade troops.

>>40414945

Check with our civilian contacts about the rumors floating around, anything interesting?

Can we launch satellite probes into orbit? I don't want to get blindsided by a surprise attack.

Lastly we should talk with the Mechanicus about building a true defensive warship for Valencia.

>>40414945
Improve the life around the Hive citys, Improve the infrastructure.

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>>40414972
>>40415014
>>40415017
>>40415055
>(Okay, so we have 4 very different choices here, so this is what we're gonna do. Quote the suggestion you made while making a 1d100 roll. Highest roll will be what we go with)

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>40415055
>>40415257

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>40414972
>>40415257

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>40415017

Woo

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>>40415270
>>40415055
You decide that, even though there are chaos under neath it, life in the Hive city needs to be improved upon. After all, many of the mechanism in there need to be repaired, being that they are so ancient. To that end, you decide to contact the mechanicus, who are all too eager to work with such ancient machinery.
>1d100+10 for attempts to repair Hive City.

Rolled 67 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>40415553
I'm assuming the mechies are helping us.

Rolled 61 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>40415553

Rolled 8 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>40415553

>>40415611

Yikes

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>>40415589
>>40415597
>>40415611
>55 a partial success
The years being left alone had taken their tole on the machines of the Hive. Many were beyond repair and needed to be replaced. This was especially hard to do in the case where the machinery was so large that several buildings needed to be removed in order to take the machine out of its place. Progress is slow, but basic electricity, city lighting, and various other simple but necessary systems are brought back online.
A week and a half into the repair effort, you receive information. Septimus has emerged from under the hive, lacking the unit of Krieg body guards he brought down there with him. He seems partially crazed, mumbling to himself and his hair has turned white. He apparently wishes to speak to you about what he discovered down there. He refuses to do it over vox, wanting to ensure no one but you and him would hear the words spoken.
>Shall we permit a meeting with Septimus?

>>40415710
Yes, but keep guardsmen on call.

>>40415710
Yes keep contingencies on hand, a lot of them.

>>40415710
Yes and ask what happened to the guards we gave him.

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>>40415741
>>40415761
>>40415766
You agree to meet with Septimus, though you secretly have a small squad of guardsmen stationed nearby, ready to leap into action should something go wrong. You meet Severus in a tent set up for him at the siege line. He looks like hell, constantly shaking, his eyes blood shot. As soon as he sees you, he stands. "Governor, thank the Emperor you're here!" He says, his voice frantic. "Severus, by the Golden Throne, what happened to you? And your squad?" You ask, troubled by the sight of the normally unphased Septimus looking so deranged. "I-I... We saw the source. We saw it and... I had to kill them Governor. What's down there... knowledge of it can't be let out. I had to do it, Inquisitor's duty." He says, his voice shakey, a sad look in his eyes. "You can't go down there. You can't send anything down there. The source.. the source is guarded. It's protected. But you can't go down there. Even the smallest change and... and it's free..." His body shudders as he speaks of this, imagining horrors few could fathom. "It's powerful... even in it's jail it can affect the world in some ways... but... but it is contained, and that's what matters. Leave the heretics in place... they'll keep anyone from going down there and seeing... it...." Septimus begins to weep as he speaks, burying his face into his hands.
>Our response to seeing this once confident, if strange man, brought so low?

>>40415710

Wear full battlegear and have teams of snipers ready to headshot him as well.

Full precautions

>>40415952

"Emperor save us."

Full paranoia mode engaged. Septimus is right, this information is far too dangerous.

Have Septimus killed. Even he cannot know the truth.

>>40415952
Give him a shot of alcohol and tell him to calm the fuck down and explain precisely what happened.

>>40415952
Full guards everywhere, keep the heritics down but make no further incursions until we know what the fuck we are dealing with, also backing this>>40415967

>>40415967
>>40416067
>(Um, guys, we're already talking to him. We can't put gear on right now, he'll see us. And we're in a tent, away from where any snipers would be able to get a clear shot)

>>40415952
Wait, is Septimus a full Inquisitor?

>>40415952

Oh shit Septimus is influenced by the source, have him detained.

>>40416082
Be scared, be very scared. Get all available information we can on this plant and set up the appropriate measures.

>>40416082

I know, I just posted way way later than I should have.

I think we should have Septimus executed immediately. He executed our troops for a reason and stayed alive to deliver this message only. Kill him

>>40416087
>(No, he is a high level acolyte, not a fully Inquisitor. At least, he keeps referring to his master who sent him here, so that seems to be the case)

>>40416250
In that case, yeah, go with >>40416231. We can't stand the risk. Give him an honourable death, though.

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>>40415999
>>40416231
>>40416339
You stand there for a moment, considering all that Septimus had told you. You take a deep breath. "I understand Septimus. You did what you had to." You say, Septimus smiling. You reach into your pocket, hitting the signal to summon the guard. "As you say, no one can know of what is down there... not even you. I'm sorry Septimus." You say as the guardsmen rush towards the tent.
>1d100-10 to see if we kill Septimus. -10 since he is still a powerful psyker.

Rolled 95 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>40416495
Dammit guys, this was stupid

Rolled 32 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>40416495

Rolled 47 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>40416495
I have a feeling this will not end well.

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>>40416522
>>40416523
>>40416528
>Rolls average to 48, a partial success with a consequence
It seems that, even through his crazed mind, Septimus either knew this was coming or read your thoughts. In either case, as soon as the first few guardsmen stepped into the tent, they were both fried under a blast of eldritch lightning from Septimus. "I do not blame you governor... but I cannot die now!" Septimus yells, you jumping to the ground as he lets out blast after blast. However, even with his powers, there were many guardsmen and many shots, a few getting past his defenses and striking him. While most were non-damaging, Septimus apparently wearing some advanced armor, one struck true, hitting Septimus in the side. Screaming in pain, Septimus lets out a psychic shock wave, blasting you, the guardsmen, and the tent flying. You hit the ground hard with a thud, cracking a rib in the process. You look up to see Septimus running away, clutching his side wound. He's injured but not dead. He turns back as he runs. "Do not pursue me! I'm getting off planet! As far from that... thing as possible!" He yells.
>Do you give orders to pursue?

>>40416707
Do not pursue, no need getting anyone killed.

>>40416707

Kill him! He could be possessed!

Ground all flights at major airports, he must be destroyed!

>>40416707
Alert the inquisition let him go.

>>40416923

Why are you setting loose a clearly unstable psyker on the galaxy at large man?

>>40416707
>>40416923
If were alerting the inq. which I agree we should do, we should make some attempt to apprehend him so when we get here we can say we did something at least.

>>40416923
This. We still don't know who, if anyone, he's reporting to, but as an agent of the Inquisition his fate should be in their hands now. They should also be informed that there's some *thing* below the city, and that he advised us to leave the heretics underground as a buffer between it and us.

>>40417015

I disagree that setting him loose on the galaxy is a good idea.

Lets not forget his boss would expect us to kill him if he is clearly influenced by the source... Which he is.

Kill him now while we can save ourselves a full daemonic incursion

>>40417015
>>40417012
>>40416923
>>40416736
The guardsmen rush over, helping you to your feet. A few of them raise their las rifles, attempting to make a few long range shots, but you raise your hands. "Stop, let him go!" You say, flinching in pain from your cracked rib. "Get me to a medicae and have the astropaths contact the Inquisition. Tell them that Septimus appears unhinged and has informed us not to go beneath the city and to keep the heretics in place as a buffer. He's their problem now." You saw, flinching as a guardsman throws your arm over his shoulder and helps you into the medical tent.
You remain in the hospital for a while, multiple of your ribs having been cracked apparently.
>Month 27
Septimus has left the planet by now, your astropaths no longer picking up his psychic signature. In any case, he is gone and no longer your problem. The party is in two months still.
>What are our priorities for this month?

>>40417061
>(Just gonna point this out, Septimus described the source as a dead zone in the warp, and his psychic abilities were hampered by it, according to him. It is very, very, very unlikely that the source is daemons. Like 1% chance)

>>40417179
Fortify and lock down the under hive.

Start deep scans of hive and planet crust.

Start a rudimentary shipyard in orbit with Admech help.

>>40417215
This.

>>40417215
>>40417234
You move for the Hive to be further fortified. Even if the source must be contained down there doesn't mean you're gonna give the heretics free reign. In the meantime, you discuss the possibility of constructing a ship yard with the Adeptus Mechanicus. They inform you that their forge is much too small to handle that, and they would need to ship in additional personnel and resources to do such a thing.
In the meanwhile, you order for deep auspex scans run on the hive and surrounding planet crust.
>1d100 for effectiveness of auspex scans

>>40417473

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>40417473

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>40417473

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>40417473
For the Emperor!

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>>40417509
>>40417522
>>40417553
>Rolls average to 37.3, a partial success.
You almost can't believe your eyes when the auspex lights up. Whatever is under the hive, it is giving off a huge amount of power, the bright light of which almost covers the entire auspex screen. However, nothing else is able to be known about the source besides its massive power output. There is too much interference from the city walls and the power given off by this thing.
>Shall we do anything in reaction to this information, or leave the source well enough alone?

>>40417752
sit on this info for now and continue to scan it for further knowledge.

>>40417752
Continue scanning. sit on Info for now.

>>40417752
Leave it alone

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>>40417790
>>40417817
You decide to sit on this issue for now, ordering for continual scans to take place.
A few days later, you receive word from your ships in orbit. Evidently, Rogue Trader Roman Diaz's flag ship, as well as a few other ships, have been spotted flying over Zanterous I, an uninhabitable world in the system. The Zanetous system has three planet, Valencia, the barren Zanterous I, and the gas giant Zanterous III. It is strange that Roman Diaz would be there, as no life is on Zanterous I.
>Shall we attempt to contact him or leave it be?

>>40417931
Yes. Ask him what he is looking for.
Necrons fuck.

>>40417931
Yes. Ask if his attending the party.

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>>40417956
>>40417978
You get your long range vox communicator to link up with Diaz's ship. "Ah, governor, I must say, I didn't think you would spot me." He says with his ever present smile. You frown, always a bit annoyed at Diaz's actions. "What are you doing on Zanterous I Diaz? That planet is inhospitable. Nothing is there." You say in a serious tone. "Oh, but my friend, that is why I'm there. I've begun using the planet's surface as a place to... store certain objects. In a safe location where others will not go looking for them. I assume this is alright?" He says, before shrugging. "Then again, you're only a planetary governor, so I guess it doesn't matter what you say about what I do on another planet."
>Our response?

>>40418178
True, It only matters if you endanger my planet or if you're doing something expressly forbidden. I trust neither is the case?

>>40417931
This is looking more and more like a Stephen King novel. Let's try and contact them.

>>40418178
>No, my friend, no it's not. You're doing this for your own reasons, you have my word that word of this shan't reach misunderstanding ears.
>For a price, of course.

>>40418178

"True, I will not go digging on your business and secret stash. But I certainly hope it isn't anything that could bring trouble into to the system and my planet."

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>>40418332
>>40418251
"True..." You say with a shrug. "I will not dig into your business then... unless this threatens my planet. Then we will have problems." You warn, Diaz laughing. "Friend, I make so much money off of you. Why would I want to threaten your planet?" He says with a raised eyebrow. "You're too paranoid. You need to relax some. Diaz, over and out."
>(Going to call it a night there guys. Thanks for all coming out. Next thread will be on Monday)

>>40418638
Thanks for running!

>>40418638
That picture does not do much to reassure.Thanks for running op.