>>1346148

Going to a eladr world for some r and r

Alright lets get this over with, this is not going to be lore friendly. I will accept information about 40k if you send it but remember this quest puts fun over lore.

my twitter is @MrAnonsoup and I will announce there when each quest session opens.

We finally have a discord after being asked by you anons https://discord.gg/3w8Rne2

Also for those who want to see the archive doc and stats here are those links https://docs.google.com/document/d/1N6DV3ou3h5MO0TZi61pc9jGoMBA4p3S4fJ0rCI6qooM/edit?usp=sharing

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1VEdRRmqRN2wb661ea1Bz2iXQwqQl2JVgl1OdrmHk3Tk/edit?usp=sharing

Alright now you have all the info so I can get to actually writing for this quest

we are re-voting on the last decision since it landed in the equal vote point so your options were
>[1] get to the Ordo Xenos troops, ya sure there is a daemon but it is lesser so not that bad, also they can help with the Eldar problem (ag, int, per)
>[2] have Terisa guide you to the warp signature, if she freaked out that hard from sensing it then that might be the thing that clown wanted you to have (int, per, Terisa's wp)
>[3] time to do Ordo Xeno's job for them, space elf extermination time, lets clear out a few rooms (bs, bs, bs Mark ws, Terisa's wp)
>[4] remove the daemon, its a fucking daemon and you are a daemon hunter, things like this are destiny (bs, Mark ws, Terisa's wp, int, ag)
>[5] try to disable the guns, you are going to need a way out so may as well make it easy for you now (int, ag, per, tgh)
>[6] write-in

>>1346181

>[1] get to the Ordo Xenos troops, ya sure there is a daemon but it is lesser so not that bad, also they can help with the Eldar problem (ag, int, per)

>>1346181
>>[1] get to the Ordo Xenos troops, ya sure there is a daemon but it is lesser so not that bad, also they can help with the Eldar problem (ag, int, per)

alright roll time 3d100 vs 50, 30, 60

Rolled 81, 94, 50 = 225 (3d100)

>>1346437

you guys have one more roll, you can salvage this

Rolled 23, 13, 52 = 88 (3d100)

>>1346472
can i do a 2nd roll?

SAVED

wait shit.... um......... ok I'll let that one slide but from now on it must be another person, writing.

Rolled 82, 23, 100 = 205 (3d100)

>>1346494
Your a nice soup

You decide to go to where the non-xenos non-daemon people that your psyker mentioned. more bodies increase your chance of getting out of this alive and with all your limbs intact. "alright we are going to find the ordo Xenos, Terisa can you lead us."

Terisa blinks then nods "s-sure, this way." she turns and proceeds deeper into the craftworld, you walk and the halls of this behemoth are covered in what you take as eldar art, beautiful in a haunting way. the cravings and paint done with inhuman skill and accuracy.

As you descend deeper still you run into several collapsed halls but with a bit of know how and a lot of flexibility you manage to get through, eventually you run into a door... well improvisation time since you dont have a techpriest with you. lets see you push on the door, no good. after a few minutes of trying everything you can think of you notice a panel. you walk over to it and lights up. several words flash over the screen and then a pad with strange symbols appears under the panel..... wait one of those buttons matches with the tattoo the clown gave you. Putting two and two together you hit that button and the door opens with a hiss. "ok eldar security sucks."

"How did you know how to open the thing?" Mark asks his brow furrowed.

"lucky guess." you respond before proceeding town the hall

a few twists and turns later you hear some whimpering and crying.... oh god damn it its human sounds and you thought the ordo xenos would have some bigger stones and you rush to the door and rip it open to reveal about five soldiers, a eldar wearing some white armor kinda ridiculous looking but hay eldar are weird. the eldar raises both it's hands

"Hold your fire Mon'kai I am not here to fight you."

>[1] call bullshit and shoot, eldar is eldar and they are lieing pieces of shit (bs)
>[2] hear her out, lets see what she has to say for herself before choosing what to do (Per, Wp)
>[3] ask the men if she speaks the truth, also warn them that lieing will result in blaming (fel)
>[4] write-in

>>1346572
>>[2] hear her out, lets see what she has to say for herself before choosing what to do (Per, Wp)

>>1346572
>[2] hear her out, lets see what she has to say for herself before choosing what to do (Per, Wp)
Also ask Terisa to tell us if she tries to use any powers or if she is mind controlling the troops. If she tries to mind control us... blast her

alright, 2d100 vs 59, 62

Rolled 74, 8 = 82 (2d100)

>>1347430

waiting on second roll and then we go (remember it has to be a different person)

Rolled 27, 52 = 79 (2d100)

>>1347430

alright we got a go, we get both things. writing.

You keep your sniper trained at it's chest before answering "Speak, tell me what you mean and I'll decided if you get to live or not."

The eldar puts it's arms down and you note it seems scared for it's life, shifting it's weight from one foot to another. "alright," it says trying to sound confident and in control "My name is Phe'nia I am a farseer in training and my master and I came here to recover some extremely important items."

You keep your sniper trained on its chest "What items?"

"Something important to the eldar as a whole, a Mon'kai would not understand why."

as she speaks you feel a similar feeling to when Thera tried to get into your head but this was gentler and much weaker more just trying to feel what you are thinking than to flat out take over, you block it out and you note the Xeno's breaths out in surprise but quickly covers it. "Xenos if you try to get into my head again I will give you a new hole to stick your mate's dick in."

the pressure dissipates immediately "I apologize, I just wanted to make sure you were not going to kill me."

"you made it more likely."

"Mistakes where made." the Xeno's shrugs seems she had consigned herself to your judgement "at this point there is nothing I can do, you have men, firepower, and from what I felt you have a will that even higher daemons would have trouble breaking" it's shoulders drop a bit "If you are going to kill me, do it quick I'd hate to empower she who thirsts."

>[1] kill it, it tried fucking with your head and though it did not succeed that means it's dangerous (bs)
>[2] it is here to find something meaning it should know it's way around, lets use her as a guide plus another psyker even a weak one is useful (fel+bonus)
>[3] take the men and leave the xeno's to its fate, no need to dirty your hands with someone else's work
>[4] write-in

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>1347571
>[2] it is here to find something meaning it should know it's way around, lets use her as a guide plus another psyker even a weak one is useful (fel+bonus)
>[4] write-in
"Well it seems to be your lucky day. I'm owed a debt by your "god" and came for something as well. Daemons are a bitch so let's get through this as fast as possible. There's some sort of AA that took our our extraction so in payment for your life you're in my debt until I see you've paid it off, got it? Good."
feel free to take parts or reword it. You get the point though. Also rolling because now I sleep. gn OP I'll check in in the morning Thank you for running. I enjoy this Quest

>>1347571
>>[2] it is here to find something meaning it should know it's way around, lets use her as a guide plus another psyker even a weak one is useful (fel+bonus)

>>1347603
but there rols of 100

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>1347608
>>1347603
Then I adjust

>>1347611
you killed us all

well im going to sleep and also unless the dc is put the rolls are void the dc is 1d100 vs 60

also i must sleep, its past 12 am where I am

we will restart at 6pm sunday pst

>>1347571
>>1347603
2nding.
>>1347783
Are we supposed to wait for voting consensus before rolling? Or do we start rolling now?

I gave the dc so rolling time, now to passout because i have work

alright and we are back, also no one has rolled so for who has missed it 2 won and the roll is 1d100 vs 60

>>1353768
Nice.

again still waiting on rolls from you people

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1354022

alright we do have 1 more roll left to not fail at this, waiting on that. also it must be a different person that rolls

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>1354148
>>1347571
>>1347603
im helpping

alright we have a pass finally writing.

You surprisingly lower your weapon, "Alright Eldar you get a pass on getting that new hole in your body, but I expect you to help me and the other humans here to get out of this little hellhole of a craftworld."

"oh thank Cegorach a Mon'kai that has some sense in its head."

"who?"

the eldar sighs "Right Mon'kai are not taught the eldar pantheon, ever heard of the first fool?"

you stop and suddenly a big smile crosses your face, you turn toward Mark and Terisa "you two go over there and figure out who out of that whimpering mess has weapons, I'm going to speak to this eldar, alone."

Both of them nod and walk over to the five or so imperial troops and mark begins barking orders at them to stop being cowards

you grab the eldar's arm and drag her to a corner "alright Eldar, before I tell you this you better not shout in surprise."

the eldar nods "Right, so lets hear it."

"Well it seems to be your lucky day. I'm owed a debt by your 'god' and came for something as well. Daemons are a bitch so let's get through this as fast as possible. There's some sort of AA that took our our extraction so in payment for your life you're in my debt until I see you've paid it off, got it? Good."

the eldar stands there, helmet obscuring its face, you take it as a female considering the build and all, the then whispers, her voice shaking "What?"

"Ya your god asked me to go here and said he had something in here for me."

the eldar falls to her knees stunned before getting back up and regaining her composure remarking "well I would expect nothing less from the god of jests."

"Right so-"

"wait you said daemon?"

"lesser one but yes my psyker companion sensed it."

"oh for the love of fucking Isha, Why did you not mention that sooner. This changes everything, we need to kill that thing as soon as possible or we could have a lot more trouble on our hands."

"what kind?"

"this craftworld is a vault it currently is housing a chaos artifact we recovered, if it gets to it before us that means it could open a hole into the warp."

oh shit. "where is it housed." ok eldar and one daemon is bad but a hole into the warp could be apocalyptic.

"in the Vault, I know the way."

>[1] have Mark and the psyker loli take the men and find some transportation out of here, head with the eldar straight to the vault. (ag)
>[2] head over to the troops, get them ready and all go to the vault, sure this will take more time but strength in numbers
>[3] screw going for the chaos artifact, hunt that daemon down and put a lethal dose of materium into its skull (int, per)
>[4] write-in

>>1346148

>>[3] screw going for the chaos artifact, hunt that daemon down and put a lethal dose of materium into its skull (int, per)

Best clear the area before we do crap with the warpy thing.

>>1354593
>[3] screw going for the chaos artifact, hunt that daemon down and put a lethal dose of materium into its skull (int, per)
Lets not show the daemon how to get into the vault, lets kill it

>>1354593
>>[3] screw going for the chaos artifact, hunt that daemon down and put a lethal dose of materium into its skull (int, per)

alright 2d100 vs 43, 69

Rolled 15, 70 = 85 (2d100)

>>1354661

>>1354669
man oh man just one off

Rolled 97, 41 = 138 (2d100)

>>1354661
For the Emperor.

alright writing

ok sure getting to the artifact is important but if you go now you might just lead the daemon to the artifact, hell probably better to do the normal imperial thing and blow it up before it becomes a problem.

"actually, change of plans eldar we are going daemon hunting." you discharge a empty cartage from your sniper

"ARE YOU INSANE!" it yells back at you "YOU ARE MON'KAI, EVEN ELDAR HAVE TROUBLE WITH DAEMONS!"

"I have killed two already and one of them was a greater daemon. I think I know my way around killing daemons."

The eldar stands there shocked. "t-two..."

You turn towards Mark and the men "So who there is able to fight?"

Mark spins around his face furious "THESE 'GUARDSMEN' ARE AFRAID OF DIEING THE FUCKING COWARDS!"

"Mark calm down."

"NO! THEY SHOULD BE GRATEFUL I DON'T KILL THEM HERE FOR REFUSING TO DIE FOR THE EMPEROR'S GLORY!"

you sigh "Alright you 'soldiers' either you follow me into battle to get off this hellhole or I let Mark here kill you and give your equipment to actual soldiers."

with that warning the soldiers scramble to their feet and salute trying their hardest not to look like cowards. Note to self Mark makes excellent threat material.

you tap the psyker on the shoulder "do you know where the daemon is?"

"Yes," she points at the wall "that way."

"I meant specifics, please."

"um..... three halls down to the left?"

"you know what? when we get close just tell me." the psyker nods and you proceed out the door with eldar and shitty soldiers in toe. you go in the direction that she pointed, as you and your crew march you seem to not encounter any eldar, probably keeping their distance from the daemon eventually you reach a sealed door.

"Eldar you know the way through here?"

"Let me look at it....." she mutters something in the eldar tongue and slams her fist into the console right by the door "son of a bitch, door is locked down."

"by who?"

"not the daemon, probably the dark eldar did it."

"I thought there was only one kind of eldar."

"there are two, and I'll let that insult pass this time."

"can you open the door."

"I'm a farseer not a miracle.... actually never mind that, but the answer is no." you push past here and motion for Mark to rip the console out. he does so with an odd look of glee, he must like destroying things. anyways you are no techprist but a few minutes and a lot of luck later you manage to figure out a bypass using the wires and the door flies open.

you are your troops enter the room, dead silence aside from breathing and footsteps. you hold your hand up to stop but it was too late as several eldar drop onto your troops killing the unfortunate mooks, you only survive as your hurdler backward by an invisible force

"SACKS OF SHIT!" you hear Mark roar before engaging

(continued)

>[1] begin shooting, they may have gotten your troops but they were sacrificial pawns to begin with (bs, bs, bs)
>[2] RETREAT!! you are at a disadvantage and remaining here means there could be more of these freaks on the way (ag, per, tgh)
>[3] order the psykers to deal with them, dont wast time just mindbullet them to death (Terisa's WP, Phe'nia WP)
>[4] write-in

>>1354762
>>[1] begin shooting, they may have gotten your troops but they were sacrificial pawns to begin with (bs, bs, bs)

>>1354762
>[1] begin shooting, they may have gotten your troops but they were sacrificial pawns to begin with (bs, bs, bs)

alright 3d100 vs 89, 79, 49

Rolled 43, 10, 99 = 152 (3d100)

>>1354803

Rolled 10, 20, 38 = 68 (3d100)

>>1354803

Rolled 98, 59, 36 = 193 (3d100)

>>1354803

>>1354813
prise the emps

god damn you guys are accurate, writing

Being pulled back by an invisible force, not to plan. having your sacrificial pawns killed so quickly, not to plan. Eldar ambush, not to plan. These were the three thoughts in your head before you hit the ground and spin pulling your sniper up as you bring yourself to a kneeling position.

Mark was doing what mark does best and had already lodged his chainsword into the skull of one of the foul Xenos, now it was your turn. deep breath, count to three. you pull the trigger, one, the bullet flies and breaks one of the dark eldar's head open causing brain and blood to fly out. a quick and clean death, much more than what he deserved. two, the second shot flies this time puncturing the stomach of another of the dark eldar, death twelve seconds as the stomach acids would begin eating away at its organs and the bullet shatters his spine immobilizing him to suffer his fate. Three, the bullet flies from your gun at one of the last two eldar, the female one, who suddenly grabs her fellow and has him take the bullet for her.

This Xenos seemed to be of a higher rank than the other four, her red hair tied up with barbs, armor cruelly but beautifully crafted, twin curved blades serrated to cause the most damage and pain. she suddenly darts to you, all you can manage is to put your gun up to block the strike as she slams you into a wall. her amber eyes stare into your's hungrily.

she then with you pinned on the wall licks your face seductively, "I marked you, Now I will hunt you to the ends of the galaxy. make if fun for me wont you." suddenly she disengages and disappears down a hall laughing all the way.

Phe'nia swears under her breath in eldar "Cursed succubus."

"what what that about?" you ask both grossed out and confused

"One of the more crazy and dangerous dark eldar, it seems she has taken a liking to you. trust me its a lot worse than it sounds."

You quickly wipe off the Xenos's saliva off your face and proceed onward but much more carefully and making sure to check the room's roof to avoid anymore surprises.

eventually Terisa tugs your arm and points at a door, "in there."

>[1] alright breech and shoot, this guy is a lesser daemon and a couple good shots should do the trick (Mark str, bs, bs)
>[2] have Terisa and Phe'nia blow the door down and then flaten everything in the room (Terisa's WP, Phe'nia WP)
>[3] have mark take the door down and have both the psykers surpress the daemon, then shoot the fucker (Mark str, Terisa's WP, Phe'nia WP, bs)
>[4] write-in

>>1354856

>[3] have mark take the door down and have both the psykers surpress the daemon, then shoot the fucker (Mark str, Terisa's WP, Phe'nia WP, bs)

Shame we don't have any flashbangs for room breaching, guess we'll have to trust the psykers for that then.

>>1354856
>>[3] have mark take the door down and have both the psykers surpress the daemon, then shoot the fucker (Mark str, Terisa's WP, Phe'nia WP, bs)

alright 4d100 vs 63, 72, 68, 75

Rolled 95, 78, 97, 22 = 292 (4d100)

>>1354879

>>1354856
>[4] write-in
Loot the dead Dark Eldar of any grenades they might have and have our Eldar tell us how they work. then roll them all in.

As the boom goes off have our Psykers do their thing while We put a round through it in the name of the Emperor.

Rolled 69, 42, 12 = 123 (3d100)

>>1354879

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>1354883
>>1354879
oops one more

Rolled 69, 40, 59, 38 = 206 (4d100)

>>1354879

ok im pausing for tonight, have work in the morning, I will be back at 5 to continue this. see you then

69 40 12 22
so those are our end rolls?

one set is taken, not the best numbers in all of them.

alright >>1354898 roll got it since though it was not the lowest overall roll it had the most success, writing

You motion for a group huddle and begin with the plan "alright Mark you take down the door and the psykers will suppress the daemon, after we have it in a position that it can't do any weird shit I will put a bullet into it's skull. Agreed?"

without waiting for everyone else to agree Mark breaks the huddle and then slams his shoulder into the door.... and only makes a loud noise.... well that does not deter him at all as he tries again and again failing until suddenly the door blows open slamming into Mark and trapping him against a wall (Mark wounds -13) he yells in pain as you hear a few bones snap and the daemon pulls itself into the hallway.

The creature stood there physically it looked female even beautiful aside from having crab arms, weird two toed feet, it's skin looked grey, and unnatural purple hair. it smiles at you and with a voice like a crystal stream is asks "Oh what a beautiful human, come here and join me in pleasure. Trust me it will be the greatest time of your-"

the daemon is cut short by the eldar swearing and using her mind to slam the daemon into the wall "SILENCE MONSTER!"

Terisa a little slower than Phe'nia puts her hands out and the daemon begins struggling to move being held down by invisible bonds "please we can be civil about this" it begins again before its jaw gets clamped shut

"Shoot it now." Phe'nia orders fury clearly furious but now holding herself back.

you decided that sure she was ordering you but it was your intention at the beginning to kill this monster and you take aim and fire. since the target could not move the shot was easy, not even something you can brag about but with daemons you can never be too careful and so after the first bullet passes though the thing's skull and unload several more shots into the chest of the beast just to be sure.

the psyker's release the daemon's corpse and Terisa begins working on getting Mark free with her mind powers while Phe'nia rushes into the room. you hear her scream in both horror and despair.

you follow her into the room and you see several dead eldar and Phe'nia crying, her helmet discarted revealing raven black hair and pale skin, she holds a dead eldar in her arms most of it's skin removed and parts of it's body dissected, a slow death to be sure and rather painful. Phe'nia repeats over and over "I'm sorry" as you realize this must have been her teacher.

>[1] leave her to grief and help Mark out from under the door
>[2] take a body count of how many died here and see if you can find some useful materials
>[3] comfort the eldar, loosing a teacher and probably a friend can never be easy. sure she is xenos but even humans feel that emotion
>[4] write-in

>[1] leave her to grief and help Mark out from under the door
whats marks stats QM

>>1356715
>>[2] take a body count of how many died here and see if you can find some useful materials
the dead cant use them

>>1356715
>[3] comfort the eldar, loosing a teacher and probably a friend can never be easy. sure she is xenos but even humans feel that emotions.

>>1356715
>>1356735
>>1356787
>>1356788

Huh. 1, 3, and 2 then?

we only have time for one considering the succubus got away and may or may not be bringing a lot of problems. though if you want to risk it.

>>1356735 I cant give you the stats since he is a npc but i can tell you he is tough and he is strong.

>>1356796
roll roll roll your votes

alright ill wait 10 more minutes and if there are no more votes RNGesus takes the wheel

>>1356796
>[1] leave her to grief and help Mark out from under the door

In that case, we need all the help we can get.

alright time to help our man get out of a door, writing

You decide to leave the eldar to her Grief and help mark out from under the door. you leave and find Terisa seemingly pushing the door without touching it gritting her teeth as she does so.

you walk over and begin helping by physically pushing the door and you manage to free the now wounded mark from the door, he was bleeding but his arms and legs are fine, the snapping was probably one or two ribs.

he groans as he gets to his feet "Fucking door was heavier than I thought."

"worked out in the end."

"ya but I don't like being a rib down."

"ribs grow back"

"no they don't" the eldar says leaving the room you note that she now had a lot of blood on her armor considering she was hugging a corpse without skin for a bit "now lets get to the vault." her voice is dead and it sounds like she is not even there

Right she does not seem alright, maybe she will recover once she is away from this place, holy shit why am I caring for a fucking xenos.

with that she begins to lead you deeper into the craftworld a few times stumbling while she walks but aside from that you get to massive metal door with an uncountable number of runes carved into it "we are here, I don't know how to get into the vault, my master knew but..." she trails off and her shoulders begin shaking but she holds herself together

right big vault, powerful artifact, time to break in

>[1] start and try a panel there must be a password or something that you can guess to get in (int)
>[2] see if the psykers can rip the door open win their minds (Terisa's WP, Phe'nia WP)
>[3] see if the mark battering ram can break this door open (str)
>[4] time to ask the clown for help, ok asshole you lead us here time for you to actually help us (wp)
>[5] write-in

>>1356876
>>[2] see if the psykers can rip the door open win their minds (Terisa's WP, Phe'nia WP)

>>1356876
>[2] see if the psykers can rip the door open win their minds (Terisa's WP, Phe'nia WP)
Its double the people

alright 2d100 vs 35, 32 ripping this vault open is hard

Rolled 50, 67 = 117 (2d100)

>>1356994

>>1356994

Rolled 69, 99 = 168 (2d100)

>>1356994
Damn phone and its capitalizing

Rolled 64, 62 = 126 (2d100)

>>1356994

well we did not succeed also roll 1d100

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>1357199

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>1357199

ok my comp crashed, sorry about that, also writing

you look at the two psykers "Mind using those mind powers you have to blow this thing open?"

"it wont work, this was built to be impenetrable." the eldar responds

"guess they just did not try hard enough, just do it and lets see what happens."

As both psykers put out there hands a sudden unnatural wind blows though the hall, cold and bitter. aside from that nothing happens and they both drop their arms.

"it's useless. also please tell your psyker friend to keep a better leash on her powers, she just lost control for a bit."

you look at the loli psyker a bit scared "well what did she do?"

"that wind you felt just now."

Right maybe we should switch to more con- you suddenly get a massive headache as you hear in your head Thera's voice "need help."

"what I thought I killed you." you blurt out holding your forehead as the eldar looks worried

"What?"

"nothing nothing massive headache that is all" you respond as Thera's voice continues in your head

"The connection works both ways, anyways thanks for the bullet to the head that was really fun to experience." her voice becoming sarcastic at the last part

you think back "What do you want and why are you still alive."

"daemons can't be killed under normal circumstances, you mortal mind could not understand. anyways I'm interested in seeing what is behind that door much like you so I don't see any reason to not help you."

"how do I know you wont just try to steal it?"

"you will just have to trust me."

"give me one good reason to trust you."

"why do you think a craftworld full of dark eldar have yet to find you?"

tricky bitch.

>[1] take the deal, you have nothing to loose at this point and she is not here physically so she should not be able to do much
>[2] refuse the deal, heresy does not fly here even when working towards your goal lets try a mundane method (name what)
>[3] refuse the deal and see if you can get some friendlier help, maybe the clown? (wp)
>[4] write-in

(ya she did not stay dead for too long did she)

2, working with xenos is one thing but considering with demons in another matter entirely.

This is an eldar craftworld and a door covered in elaborate marlings. Chances are the prissy bastards set a puzzle or some riddle to open it. Let's voice this to our xenos companions and out our collective brains together

>>1357412
>[3] refuse the deal and see if you can get some friendlier help, maybe the clown? (wp)

>>1357412
>[3]

>>1357412
>[3] refuse the deal and see if you can get some friendlier help, maybe the clown? (wp)

alright 1d100vs62

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>1357817

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>1357817

ima continue this at 5 like usual so see you then

"No deal." you respond to the daemon, you can stomach working with Xenos and their god but working with your sworn enemy is not an option.

"But I ca-" she starts before you block her out, now then a vault made by the eldar to hold something important... wait that fucker in the library should know how to get in here.

"OY CLOWN GET OVER HERE!" you think as loud as you can.... no response "CLOWN GET OVER HERE, PLEASE!"

"alright I'll help since you said please." the familiar rage inducing mirth filled voice enters your head "Really though, there was no need to shout."

"I'm not even shouting."

"Your thinking really loudly, anyways what do you need?"

"how do I get into the vault."

"really? you call an all powerful, incredibly handsome, extremely smart god who has an amazing fashion sense and has evaded the chaos gods for thousands of years just to get a door open?"

"Add narcissistic to that list and yes."

"this is one of the easiest ones in the book! Really why did you have to be a slow one, it's a elementary Eldar riddle."

"I must have missed that class when going though guardsman training."

you hear the clown start laughing at that "good one, alright for that I'll give you a hint 'snake' now that is all I'm giving you also best get moving your 'friend' just alerted the Druchii to your position."

"the what"

"the dark eldar, forgot Mon'kai uneducated, anyways you better get moving." the connection cuts and you open your eyes to see the eldar looking at the runes muttering "speak the name of the one who knows secrets and enter? what does that mean?"

"Eldar, what is the Eldar word for snake?"

"oh that is easy its 'Saim'." as she says this the vault begins to rotate and you hear click after click and eventually it opens with a loud hiss "how did you know that?"

"Lucky guess." not going to admit you asked her god for help, you have pride damn it.

you and your troop enter, you leave Mark at the door to make sure no one gets in and boy oh boy is this place crazy. Eldar runes cover the walls, several suits of armor with slots in the stomach big enough for a stone of some sort to be inserted line the walls weapons in hand. the eldar rushes forward toward a slab of rock with about fifty or sixty gems laying on top of it all of them glowing.

"what are those." you ask walking up behind her as she grabs them and begins to attach them to her armor

"what I came here for. my ancestors."

"what?" you ask as she holds one of the stones up to your face

"these stones are the eldar's salvation from she who thirsts, you don't need to understand."

right gunna question her on that later but you feel loli psyker tug your arm and you look at her and then follow her arm to the center of the room, a single blade floats in the middle of a display thin and beautiful.

>[1] ignore the blade for now, question about the stones (fel)
>[2] take the blade, lets see what this thing is
>[3] examine the blade form a distance no need to get too close to the thing (per)

>[4] examine the armors, they are interesting to say the least (per)
>[5] write-in

>>1358881
>[4] examine the armors, they are interesting to say the least (per)
>[5] write-in
Tell the Elder we're about to take that blade unless she gives us a really good reason not too. Also look around for more gems that may have fell under something and more loot. GO HUMANITY

>>1358881
>>1358938
This. Loot like blood ravens!

dc 1d100 vs 69, will be back in 15 walking the dog

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>1359201

you observe and loot like a beast, writing

You decide to examine the armors, they are rather interesting too tall to don and from the looks of the armor it was never meant to house someone.

you walk closer to the armor, it's helmet containing a metal skull, you realize the entire armor is containing something akin to a mechanical skeleton "Eldar what are these things?"

"YOU GET AWAY FORM THOSE!" she shouts and pulls you back "That is a currently offline Wraithguard."

"ouch, new rule: no pulling by the neck." you say rubbing your neck "and a Wraithwhat?"

"massive war constructs that we use in dire situations, it's just all the soulstones I found contain warlock and farseer souls, odd really one seems to have been missing."

as she says this you notice a single stone on the ground and pick it up. as you touch it you feel like it wants you to put it into the construct.

"is this one of those spirit stone things you were talking about?" you ask turning towards the Eldar holding the stone in hand as she surges forwards and rips it from your hand

"Don't get your dirty hands on it, this is more precious than you and everyone you came here with."

"rude," you state "you really are asking me to blow your brains out you know that."

"and per-say how do you intend to get off this place without my help?"

Fuck she got you there "Fine but remember you owe me a debt."

she waves dismissively "now then," she takes the spirit stone and inserts into the holder and as she withdraws her hand several pieces of the mysterious metal clamps over it protecting the stone

"[I LIVE ONCE MORE]" the machine howls as it rises to its feet and grabs one of the weapons off the wall "[ELIMINATING MON'KAI THREAT]" it states before Phe'nai gets between it and you

"Stand down wraithguard, these Mon'kai have struck an accord with us."

"[ACKNOWLEDGED]"

you begin to year the sound of a chainsword revving up behind you and you hear Mark yell "THEY FOUND US!"

>[1] get the big scary war machine to help Mark lets see if it is as strong as the Eldar makes it sound, examine the sword (per)
>[2] grab the sword and everyone rush to fight your way out of the vault, no time to waste (Bs, Bs, Ws+bonus?)
>[3] have everyone scrounge up any weapons they can find and call for Mark to retreat, let them come to us (Bs, bs, bs, bs)
>[4] write-in

Rolled 73, 69, 14, 14 = 170 (4d100)

>>1359374
>>[3] have everyone scrounge up any weapons they can find and call for Mark to retreat, let them come to us (Bs, bs, bs, bs)
I enjoy funnels and massive war constructs.
Does the Wraithguard have a Flamethrower?
Because if it is the D strength one... roast them all...

>>1359374
>[3] have everyone scrounge up any weapons they can find and call for Mark to retreat, let them come to us (Bs, bs, bs, bs)
RRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEMMMMPEROR

alright dc 4d100 vs 89, 69, 59, 49. also rolls before the dc is placed are void as stated before

Rolled 95, 66, 49, 87 = 297 (4d100)

Rolled 97, 83, 80, 42 = 302 (4d100)

>>1359471

someone save us

-heretical laughter-

Rolled 28, 95, 67, 57 = 247 (4d100)

>>1359471

better, ill see if there is another roll in 10 min then writing

You decide the best coarse of action is to fall back and turn this place into a shooting gallery, "MARK FALL BACK, WE MAKE A STAND HERE!"

right as you yell this you hear him running back to you, you also hear a lot of other much lighter footsteps following, that is really not good.

"everyone take positions, we are going to hit them hard and force them to retreat."

quickly you position yourself in cover and everyone else follows suit aside from the wraithguard who spins his weapons and chuckles "[THIS WILL BE FUN]" it remarks as mark comes into view with about twenty dark eldar on his tail

"LET THE PARTY START!" yells one of them as mark suddenly turns and loges his chainsword into one of their heads

"LET THE PURGE BEGIN!" he roars as the wraithguard launches itself forward and impales three dark eldar in one go

"[WHEN I AWOKE I HAD HOPPED FOR A CHALLENGE, YOU ARE WHAT I FOUND, DISAPPOINTING.]"

gunfire commenses, the Wraithguard just stands there almost oblivious to the dark eldar's attempts to punch holes in it as it continues to kill them.

several slip past it and mark and charge you and your friends, you unload a single bullet taking the first one down.

Disaster strikes after that as your gun jams, fuck me in the... you begin to think as one of the eldar jumps at you both blades pointed at your chest and you are forced to parry them with your gun, which gets knocked out of your hands.

the Dark eldar cackles with glee "YOUR PAIN WILL FUEL MY SLAUGHTER!" it yells before it explodes into a fine red mist as Terisa appears behind it her hands outstretched in both directions.

Phe'nia had grabbed one of the swords on the wall and was engaging one of the dark eldar as another rushed Terisa.

this one being smarter than the rest started dodging behind cover to avoid being turned into red mist by the young psyker.

you get to your feet and look around for your gun before you hear the voice of the dark eldar who licked you before whisper from behind you "Hello there, my prey."

you spin around only to get stabbed in the side (-10 wounds), you fall to your knees in pain as she cackles, "just lay there and suffer boy." she disappears into the shadows and your vision goes black.

you wake up in the vault, your group sitting down, wounded but alive and about 25 dark eldar corpses lay on the floor

>[1] lay there for a bit, you just got stabbed and that Dark eldar chick is still out there
>[2] get up and get going, there are a lot more of these bastards on this craftworld. time we left (tgh)
>[3] get up and get the sword, your gun is jammed and you dont have time to unjam it considering there are dark eldar about. so we take the artifact and leave
>[4] write-in

(dont worry we are not leaving the sniper)

>[3] get up and get the sword, your gun is jammed and you dont have time to unjam it considering there are dark eldar about. so we take the artifact and leave

I am letting you live this time, but any more of that triple fail rolling and guardsman dies.

>>1359640
>[3] get up and get the sword, your gun is jammed and you dont have time to unjam it considering there are dark eldar about. so we take the artifact and leave
>[4] Is there any poison in here? Anyone got a med kit, now im pissed

alright roll 1d5

Rolled 4 (1d5)

>>1359840
Ah how many of us die

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>1359840
Rolling

Rolled 3 (1d5)

>>1359845
>>1359840
Oops

alright, you now have some warp in your system. this could end in an interesting way.

writing

Even if we make it off this rock. We are going to be shot dead in the fucking face for all this heresy we have been commiting.
>>1359850

"sometimes a little heresy is needed to achieve the Imperium's goals"- unknown inquisitor

>>1359859
this sword better be worth it QM

you groan and begin to get to your feet. welp that wound is going to hurt for a while. Mark notices you getting to your feet and rushes over to help you. "Are you alright Ma'am?"

"No but we need to get off this hunk of metal, there are probably more of them."

The zealot nods and hoists you onto his shoulder and turns away from the sword "Wait, the artifact we can't just leave it here."

"It's a chaos artifact."

"all the more reason, we cannot let a daemon or these dark eldar get their hands on it."

the eldar gets up and nods "I don't want to know what will happen if the dark eldar get their hands on that sword."

"you know what it is?"

"well while you were passed out and mark and you little friend were recovering i decided to do a bit of reading." she points at the sword "The Eternal Blade from the research here it seems it can be traced to every single major battle, and I don't mean most I mean every. single. one." she emphasizes the last three words

damn a weapon that has been in every single major battle ever must be extremely strong in some way, best not to leave something like that behind.

Mark gives in and approaches the blade with you, you reach out your hand and grab the hilt and as you do suddenly you feel something enter you. It was not massive just a bit of discomfort under the skin where you touched the blade and it quickly disappeared. Eh probably was not that important.

You and mark turn back to the group, the wraithguard stands tall behind the two psykers, a few scratches but nothing more.

"So do any of you know a way off this craftworld?" you note that the blade you are holding turns into a combat knife in your hand, but it seems much better crafted than any combat knife you have ever seen.

The Wraithguard starts "[THERE IS ONLY ONE WAY OFF THIS CRAFTWORLD, WE MUST DISABLE THE CRAFTWORLD'S DEFENCES AND THEN USE ONE OF THE SHIPS TO ESCAPE AS IT SELF-DESTRUCTS.]"

"You rigged the craftworld to explode?"

"[YES.]"

you grumble how that was a horrible idea but hay eldar like to go out with a bang it seems.

>[1] go after the guns first, getting a ship will be useless unless we get those things down
>[2] find a ship first, the place is rigged to blow once the guns are offline so having a ship secured is the best idea
>[3] split up, cover more ground and get both things done. you will have less people though.
>[4] write-in

yes this is an actual chaos artifact, god this thing was annoying to find.

[1] go after the guns

Dark eldar specialise in divide and conquer. Plus we have a succubus getting off on the idea of tormenting us to death to cheat her own fucked up demise, we should NOT be alone.

Hauling around a chaos artefact is probably a bad idea as far as things go. But giving it to a wraithguard or psyker is probably suicidal, it might be best that we ourselves keep it tightly in our possession and refrain from using the blade too much.

>>1359906
we're probably going to have to use iy on the succubitch

small little thing jsut so you guys know, you wont have to roll any more corruption rolls for this artifact. it was a one time thing.

>>1359935
so if we were to hypothetically lose this knife would the next owner have to perform a corruption roll, is kind of like a tax you have to pay to use the weapon.

yes

if you think about it a weapon that is fluff wise older than even the chaos gods would demand a price on the user. also still waiting for votes

>>1359952
>>[1] go after the guns first, getting a ship will be useless unless we get those things down
well we might as well get this show on the road then

ok last writing for tonight, I need to sleep

"we going after the guns." you state trying to look as commanding as possible, unfortunately the Eldar is not buying it.

"Why not the ship first, if we disable the guns and then find out there are no ships we are screwed."

"we have yours."

"Clever Mon'kai alright we will go for the guns then rush to my ship."

with that you and your crew leave the room and follow the wraithguard though the halls towards the main control room.

as you march on you note the halls are eerily quiet "Hay Eldar mind scanning for your less reputable half of your species."

"already on that, they are not around right now. guess they are regrouping since we killed quite a few of them."

"good they know to avoid us then."

"no, they probably are planning to capture us and torture us since we are hardier than their usual prey."

"you really know how to make me feel better you know that?" you reply sarcastically earning you a brief smile on her otherwise stoic face

eventually you reach the main control center and the wraithguard instead of doing the normal thing of opening the door decides to just walk through it leaving a massive wraithguard hole in the door. "so ah... never got your name Wraithguard."

"[I have forgotten my name but you may call me Clinks]"

"Clinks?"

"[yes, it was what the old warlock who lead me into battle while i was alive called me]" you note his voice had gotten noticeably more quiet, probably to help with the stealth.

"alright how do we disa-" you are cut off as Clinks punches his hand into the control panel and rips out a ton of wires

"[now we run]" it states turning around towards you and alarms start going off

>[1] order your men to sprint, we are getting out of here now (ag, tgh)
>[2] move quickly but not sprinting levels, you guys are wounded and you still have the dark eldar problem so best to be careful (ag)
>[3] see if your eldar and psyker friend can just make a portal to the ship, easier to shorten the distance and get there immediately (Terisa's WP, Phe'nia WP)
>[4] write-in

>>1359967
Can't we hang on to Clinks?

If not, option [2] then.

>>1359967
>[2] move quickly but not sprinting levels, you guys are wounded and you still have the dark eldar problem so best to be careful (ag)
Could our Eldar possibly make a distraction of sorts go off somewhere else in the craft world so the Dildar go deeper in looking for where we'vwe bluffed? Also screws with with the SD

>>1359967
>2
Glad the quest is back up, loved catching up

alright dc time 1d100 vs 37

Rolled 51 (1d100)

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>1360979

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>1360979

welp... ok just updated with a success. you guys are cutting it close here. writing

Immediately your group begins running, following the Eldar though the halls is no easy task as she takes sudden turns and moves at dizzying speed.

Thankfully Clinks understands that humans were never meant to move at this speed and quickly grabs you and the little psyker under each arm. Mark being the most fit out of the three humans follows closely behind Clinks chainsword at the ready.

you start feeling nauseous as the wraithguard is not kind with turns, the little psyker on the other hand vomits by the third turn.

eventually you reach a hanger with a strange ship in the middle of it "that's it!" the eldar shouts now sprinting at the ship

unfortunately you also hear behind you may more footsteps seems they caught onto your scent, you hear Mark's chainsword rev up as he stops to face the incoming horde

"RUN! I'LL HOLD EM OFF"

"MARK DON'T BE STUPID, JUST KEEP RUNNING!"

"THEY ARE NEARLY ON US! CLINKS GET THEM TO THE SHIP AND TAKE OFF!"

"[I WILL REMEMBER YOUR SACRIFICE, MARK.]" Clinks responds holding you and loli psyker close to keep you from falling or escaping

as Clinks drags both you and Terisa into the ship the door closes and you hear the airseal lock "MARK, DAMN IT CLINKS WE CAN'T LEAVE HIM!"

"[NEGATIVE, WE DON'T HAVE TIME, THIS PLACE IS BLOWING IN LESS THAN A MINUTE]"

suddenly you hear your vox come online with Markal's voice roaring though it "SASHA RESPOND, I MEAN NOW!"

You pull the vox to your mouth "I'm here Inquisitor, something was blocking our vox signals and I think it just exploded, also I have bad news and worse news."

"What is the bad news?"

"Mark is dead." you state solemnly, first mission under your command and someone dies not exactly a joyous news.

"Understood, and the worse news?"

to your surprise Clinks speaks up "[The craftworld Parthosa is exploding as we speak, I suggest you get your ships out of range as quickly as possible.]"

"Who was that?!" Mark almost shouts into the Vox, you note that Phe'nia sighs in relief and gives you a thumbs up

"That... ok question what is a good excuse for working with Xenos?"

"There is none."

"Right.... so no point lieing that was a Eldar Wraithguard."

silence before you hear faintly though the vox Drauge shouting something along the lines of "I HAVE TO SEE THIS!!!"

"Right, well seems several ships escaped though your's is the only one that did not use the webway to do so. just get back on the ship so I can sort this potential disaster out."

The vox cuts as you fly back to the Raving Truth and the Baleful Command, as you dock you note there are none of the usual crew there, in fact only Markal and Drauge are standing there as well as Inquisitor Darvik all three of which look disapproving.

"So tell me, What were you thinking working with a Xenos." Darvik starts before Markal holds out his hand

"Congratulation Sasha on your first successful mission. Now tell me who are these two?"

(continued)

You breath in and then begin telling them of what happened inside the craftworld, from the beginning to the end though you leave out the daemon, clown, and sword part.

By the end of it Markal's face seems to have softened up a bit and Darvik has holstered his gun. "Ah Dark Eldar, nasty sadistic bunch they are. Alright I say that is a good enough reason to work with these two. what do you say Darvik?"

Darvik stares at you long and hard "It's heresy but desperate times call for desperate measures. though I understand I must administer punishment for these actions. She must be flogged for one hundred hits and not given any healing for the wounds, that will be her penance."

Both Xenos walk forward "And what of us Inquisitor." Phe'nia asks holding back a snarl

"As I understand it you owe Sasha a debt you will stay here and serve her until your debt is payed." Markal responds tapping his foot

Drauge steps forward and turns towards Markal "If I may inquisitor, May I examine this wraithguard? I have always dreamed of studying something so advanced!"

Darvik responds "No Drauge, that would lead to Heresy and do you want to become a Hereteck?"

Drauge immediately backs off, that was a dire threat.

>[1] alright lets get these lashes over with, no time like the present to get the penance done (tgh)
>[2] ask how long do we have before the lashing happens, do we have time to sleep or not (Fel, tgh)
>[3] Tell Darvik to fuck himself, you are part of the Ordo Malleus and you don't answer to him. Also your reasons for working with the Xenos are totally justified in the eyes of the emperor (fel)
>[4] write-in

Nice as option 3 sounds, provoking an inquisitors is a quick way to suicide. We should probably just way the lashes and be done with it.

I vote 1

>>1361378
>[1] alright lets get these lashes over with, no time like the present to get the penance done (tgh)
Go full Guardsman, grab something to bite ahold of while it happens so we don't yell out.

Im also really sorry for Mark because he's gonna get swept up by chaos and they'll try to turn him again

mark went out in a blaze of glory, he is dead.

alright 1d100 vs 37 each 10 over the dc means 1 degree of increased damage.

Rolled 36 (1d100)

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>1361526

>>1361780
Well, if they came to here us beg, they will be disappointed. At least the eldar will witness a dignified, manly show, not one of weeping.

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>1361526

Hang on a moment, when we strip off for the whipping despite us still being a woman will our Penal Regiment Tattoos still be there? along with any other ink we're got?

ok I passed out, and that is a good indicator that I need sleep. ima restarting this at 5 tomorrow

>>1361959
Oh fuck, we're in deeeeep shit if they see the clown mark thing...

>>1362192
then again pretty sure they won't see it, all we remove is our back stuff so we're good.

>>1361959 inquisition cares not for gender or place in society, we are getting stripped. also restarting at 5 like usual thank you for your patience.

"Alright I'll take the punishment, lets get this over with." to your surprise Markal comes to your defense.

"Darvik you have no authority over my subordinates."

"The Ordo Hereticus would like to beg otherwise, she committed heresy and she must receive proper punishment. She also accepted this punishment to ensure her purity, will you refuse her that right"

Oh that son of a bitch twisting your words.

Markal clenches his teeth, he looks on the verge of outright punching the man before nodding and taking a step back.

"Sasha you are to be stripped and tied to a pole, I will be delivering this punishment personally." with that several men walk out into the hanger and grab both of your arms and begin roughly dragging you though the halls.

Eventually you are brought into a dimly lit room with a single pole in the middle with chained manacles attached to it, quickly and roughly they remove every article of clothing off your body and confiscate your weapons. They walk you to the pole and force you to kneel as your wrists are cuffed.

They leave and you are alone in the dim room, naked and alone. you note inspecting your body that the penal legion tattoo had disappeared. unfortunately the mark that clown had given you had not disappeared. shit.

you hear the door open behind you and feet shuffle to your side, it was Mirasi "Ok I'm going to make this quick," she shoves some pills into your mouth "Pain killers, they wont check for that and you can blame it on the mission. good luck I hear Darvik is a bit of a sadist."

With that she leaves closing the door behind her, an hour passes and the door opens again and you hear Darvik walk in "I Darvik of the Ordo Hereticus shall administer penance upon this unfortunate soul," you hear the whip crack "and now we begin, may you find salvation though this pain."

The first lash hits your back, thank god Mirasi had given you painkillers or you would have screamed in pain, lash after lash rain down on your back and you grit your teeth, even with the pain killers you felt pain.

eventually the hundredth lash hits and you breath a sigh of relief, it was over. "Let it be known that Sasha has redeemed herself in the eyes of the emperor"

With that he walks over and opens the manacles then tosses you some clothing. "Now head back to your room, You will remain there for the remainder of the flight." with that he leaves

>[1] head to your room, time to sleep and let the healing process begin
>[2] fuck that guy Markal stated that he had no authority on you and you will not follow his orders (tgh)
>[3] get in contact with Mirasi, see if you can get more painkillers, you only accepted the lashing not the 'no healing' part (tgh)
>[4] write-in

>>1363916
>[4] write-in
Sure we'll go to our room and then get some sleep because
A) We need a nap
B) A word with the Clown
C) Loli Pysker is likely there
D) We can leave when we want, we just don't want to right now.

>>1363950
Sure I'll go with that write in

>>1363950
Seconding

alright we are live and we are writing

You decide to take the Inquisitor's advice, you could use a nap to help with the growing pain on your back.

You get up sluggishly and you note you have lost quite a bit of blood from the lashing and the back of your shirt was already soaked. as you stumble though the halls you encounter the Eldar who looks at you and says something in eldar and then makes a gesture, probably some bad luck hex that eldar do.

she walks to your side and pulls you up "Fucking Mon'kai savages, this is how they treat those who bring them victory?!"

"I got off light." you respond too weak to be sarcastic

again with what you take to be eldar swearing as the Wraithguard walks by you and states "[rude]" before continuing on followed by what you take to be half the techpriests in the ship

Eventually you get to your room, empty aside from the passed out loli psyker on the bed curled up in a ball.

the eldar lets you down onto the bed careful not to wake up the psyker then takes a seat "So tell me, what is it like talking to an actual god?"

"Clown likes to make cryptic messages and laughs a lot."

"sounds just like the stories, I envy you."

you feel sleep coming to take you away from the pain "trust me, you should not..." sleep claims you on the past word

You open your eyes but this time you are sitting in an empty room with a chess board and a man with blue skin, black slicked back hair and some sort of business suit sits across from you "ah, the guest of honor arrives."

>[1] start asking questions, where is the clown and who are you
>[2] start playing chess, first time you have ever done so but hay lets see if we can win (int)
>[3] stare the blue man down, don't say anything just stare.
>[4] write-in

>>1364571
>[4] write-in
>[1] start asking questions, where is the clown and who are you
So which one are you? (which demon or god is he, introductions and all that). Let me guess you were in the sword weren't you.

I'm assuming if I start moving these pieces i've began a game where my soul is on the line ain't I...

>[3] stare the blue man down, don't say anything just stare.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

alright this is taking too long to wait for the third vote so im just doing the rolling 1 for>>1364641 2 for >>1364677

You decide to say nothing and just stare at the blue man, let him make the first moves. you sit there staring at the man and you notice something odd about him, not just the blue part but he seems to be missing shards of himself.

the blue man sighs "right right introductions are in order, My name is Tzeentch and before you ask yes I am what the rotting fetid Imperium likes to call one of the enemies of man."

You sit there unable to decide if you should run or if you should try to imagine up a gun and shoot this fucker

the blue man continues "Now I wish to be perfectly clear, I have no interest in destroying humanity I wish to merely bring in the next great change."

Alright talking time "let me guess you are going to offer me a deal."

"yes, I will be perfectly transparent about that, simply I want you to become my agent within the inquisition." before you jump up in protest he raises his hand "Mortal I am offering you something that very few mortals ever get, the powers of the warp at your fingertips, I will empower you to shape the galaxy as you will merely I ask for your loyalty in exchange."

"and my soul."

"one must ensure an agent does not go rogue, though enjoyable to watch as it may be."

"and the chess board?"

"old hobby of mine, they called this game the king's game on Terra and I have grown fond of it."

>[1] well limitless power and a god at your back, sign me up (betray the inquisition)
>[2] I am a servant of the emperor, I refuse on principle and because you are blue
>[3] see if you can contact the clown to help with an escape, you have a feeling this guy wont just let you leave
>[4] write-in

welp Im going to sleep, we are restarting at 5pm pst and I will count all the votes placed before that time. good night and weigh your options this is a story changing moment.

>>1364833
>[4] write-in
I find that odd, your going against your very nature, besides if an agent were to go rogue as you say it would force a greater change one that is uncontrollable which is the very nature of it is it not.

Alas I shall have to refuse for now as...
a) I'm quite fond of my soul thank you
b) The Clown will strike me down
c) Cultist lifespans are not that long

>Meanwhile attempt to mind message the Clown for help.

>>1364961
This.

>>1364961
Thirding

Sorry I passed out earlier

alright 4 it is since we are trying to contact the clown 1d100 vs 25, yes finally a hard dc

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>1366338
For the emperor

1d100 my friend not 1d10

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>1366338
Halp

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>1366338
Reeeee

welp that is a fail, no clown. Writing.

You sit there thinking, lots of power and a god at your back but betray the imperium or say no and stick with the emperor. Ya you kinda like your soul where it is.

"I find that odd, your going against your very nature, besides if an agent were to go rogue as you say it would force a greater change one that is uncontrollable which is the very nature of it is it not."

"how would a mortal understand the nature of a god?" it responds smirking at you

"continuing currently I am not interested in your deal because for one I'm quite fond of my soul and I enjoy it where it is right now, two several beings would kill me immediately as I take the deal one of which may or may not be the biggest dick I have met"

"Guess you never met Eldrad"

"please stop interrupting me, anyways third reason is usually Cultist lifespans number in the days on inquisition ships so in short fuck off."

The blue man sits back in his chair "You know you just refused a deal with a god."

"I'll take my chances."

His mouth twists into a cruel smile "oh yes you will do nicely, I will let you leave but remember I will be watching you and when fate itself turns upon you know that you had a chance to escape and you threw it away."

the world goes dark and you feel yourself being dragged away.

you open your eyes and you are laying in the medbay with several tubes sticking into your arm and the Hospitaller sitting in a chair at the opposite side of the room

>[1] lay there and rest, you just had a long night
>[2] get up and all the Hospitaller over, why are you here and how did you get here
>[3] get up and rip the tubes out, no rest for the wicked (tgh)
>[4] write-in

>>1366611
>1

Funny thing, I legit thought I rolled 10 out of 1d100. I checked my roll again and everything, side effect from drinking I guess.

still waiting for votes

>>1366611
>[1] lay there and rest, you just had a long night

You decide to just lay there, from the feeling in your back you have yet to fully heal from the 'penance' that you received at the hands of the inquisitor.

You hear the door open and someone walk in, "Where is Sasha?" you hear Terisa's voice but this time its more commanding, not the stuttering sheep-like style from before

"Markal was quite clear that she would not be disturbed, we have yet to figure out why she has been comatose for four days."

"I did not ask for excuses bitch now tell me where she is."

"YOUN-" the Hospitaller gets cut off as the room begins to smell like ozone

"I am giving you one last chance"

You groan and roll to face them "I'm awake, Terisa stop threatening the Hospitaller"

"Right right," The young psyker closes her hand and the lightning disappears "well since you are awake get to the bridge our 'holy inquisitor' would like to talk to you." with that she leaves the room

"What made her like that?" you ask the Hospitaller

"Right guess they did not fill you in, that young psyker has split personalities from the ones I know there are seven in total."

"what?!"

"Lots of psykic power seems to have this effect on the human mind, the imperium theorizes that the human mind was never meant to have that much power, before you ask she switches in her sleep."

"ah" is the only word out of your mouth, ok glad she did not switch to a really stubborn one before the mission "anyways anything you..."

she walks over and removes the tubes gently "just get well, if you want I can help you to the bridge."

>[1] go alone, you dont need help and she probably has done a lot already for you. better not overstay your welcome (tgh)
>[2] take her help, its her job and she offered, also you collapsing in the hallway would be really bad
>[3] tell her that you are staying there, also ask her why you are not back to being a guy, she said it would be only a few days and from what she said before the time should be up
>[4] write-in

>>1367128
>[1] go alone, you dont need help and she probably has done a lot already for you. better not overstay your welcome (tgh)
We're a guardsman at heart still and thank her for her help very much. Also as an aside find out why we are still a woman

>>1367199
yup

alright writing

also roll 1d100 vs 57

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>1367528

>>1367615
Hard as fucking nails, a true guardsman

You get up from the bed and stretch almost causing the Hospitaller to rush at you to stop you "I think I'm fine."

"alright if you say so, also refrain from stretching it could reopen the scabs on your back"

"right also why am I still a girl? I thought you said it would only be a few days."

"Though I loath to admit, I was wrong. I don't know why but your body refuses to change back to it's original form, have you been near any strange artifacts or talked to some otherworldly beings recently?"

"not that I can think of" you respond lieing as well as you can

"alright but if you remember report it."

You leave the room and march though the halls, the pain was great but you are a guardsman and that shit ain't gunna stop you.

eventually you reach the bridge and you hear Markal and Terisa yelling at eachother and Drauge singing furiously, probably the Machinespirit does not like Terisa

>[1] enter quietly and quickly lets see if we can diffuse the situation before psyker powers and bolts fly
>[2] enter quietly and watch this shit go down, it will be interesting to watch
>[3] enter and imminently see if you can help Drauge, if he is singing that laudly he needs help
>[4] write-in

im hitting a brick wall if writing so I'll be back sunday at 6:30 pm pst sorry but I'd rather write when I can do it competently than just shit things out.

>>1367671
>1
Please don't kill on another I've just got up

>>1367671
>3
We're friend to the machine spirit, maybe we can calm them

>>1367671
>[3] enter and imminently see if you can help Drauge, if he is singing that laudly he needs help
Changing to this, be nice to the machine maybe our sniper spirit can help calm it... I dunno how this stuff works.

He's late :c

actually I have been writing

You decide Drauge needs your help the most, you and this ship will be screwed if the machine spirit decides to vent everything because it is angry.

You rush to his side "Drauge how do I help?"

He continues singing and just points at both Markal and Terisa then does hand signs you take to get them to shut up

You turn and get yourself between Markal and Terisa "BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP, DO YOU WANT THE MACHINE SPIRIT TO VENT US INTO SPACE!"

"AT LEAST IT WOULD MAKE THIS SHIP MORE HABITABLE" Markal responds rage clear on his face

"Really? I think you getting launched into space would at the least raise the general intelligence level in the imperium, old man."

"SAY THAT AGAIN AND I WILL PUT A BOLT THOUGH YOUR SKULL MUTANT!" Markal roars pulling out his bolter

"Oh going to violence when you cant win with intelligence how adorable! really admit it you can't win."

"ALRIGHT HOW DID THIS START!" you roar back at them giving them both deathglares, sure Markal is your superior officer but even they need a timeout sometimes

Markal huffs "This mutant walked onto the bridge and began insulting me as well as causing problems with the machine spirit."

"I just said it how I saw it, also that machine spirit can go suck a tyranid's dick all I wanted was it to remain quiet for a bit."

"Right so first off Markal please put the gun away it wont solve anything, Terisa you will apologize to both Markal and the machine spirit."

"why?" Terisa responds indignantly

"because if you don't it is liable to vent you into space and though I know you are a powerful Psyker you cannot survive out there."

Terisa mutters under her breath several swear words before nodding and grimacing "really all I called him was old."

"I'm only three hundred and thirty seven years old lady."

"exactly"

"well then respect your elders and apologize" you respond to Terisa who stomps her foot realizing you have a counter for every argument you have

"FINE!" she shouts "I'M SORRY FOR THE INSULTS AND FOR OFFENDING YOUR MACHINE SPIRIT!" with that she leaves the room

>[1] Ask Markal why he wanted to see you and how long until you reach your Ordo's HQ
>[2] check with Drauge that indeed the machine spirit has calmed down
>[3] leave and try to find you little psyker, make sure she does not do anything rash
>[4] write-in

>>1372827
My boy
>>1372837
>2

>2

alright ill give it a few more minutes to see if more people are willing to vote then writing

Ok situation one is averted, we are not having the inquisitor killing our psyker, now then time to check that the machine spirit has calmed

"Drauge is it ok now?"

"The spirit calmed down the second she left the room," Drauge sighs "seriously I wish that girl knew restraint."

"Kinda hard to control yourself when you have multiple personalities."

"still one should know restraint, it's the only reason I have yet to turn half the crew into servitors."

Right you forgot that no matter how nice Drauge is he still is mechanicus "please tell me I'm not on that list."

"you are most definitely not, though you probably could do with some augmentations.... maybe replacing a few useless organs with superior ones, an extra arm....... oh and an arm mounted lascannon." he continues on thinking of augmentations for your body as you back away slowly, fucking mechanicus.

Drauge walks over to a consle and mutters something under his breath before sitting and leaning back and closing his eyes.

you do note that the Navigator was screaming though it was muffled by the egg type thing he was in.

>[1] ask Markal why he wanted to see you, the more info we have the better
>[2] ask Drauge about the Navigator, make sure that he is alright and that daemons are not going to start popping up
>[3] leave and find Terisa, right now she is a loose cannon and you may want to make sure she does not do anything stupid
>[4] leave and take a shower, seriously four days asleep you probably did not get washed and you probably stink
>[5] write-in

>>1373062
>[3] leave and find Terisa, right now she is a loose cannon and you may want to make sure she does not do anything stupid

>>1373062
>[3] leave and find Terisa, right now she is a loose cannon and you may want to make sure she does not do anything stupid
Also Radio Markal, asking why he needed us

>>1373119
>>1373215
No, she brought us here by sheer willpower first we see what he needs and second we chase after

sorry about the wait, I got pulled away by some people to eat with them. writing

You decide the best coarse of action is to find your loli psyker and stop her from doing anything stupid while she is pissed.

You quickly leave the room and begin tracking her down, eventually a guardsman bumps into you "soldier I'm looking fir a girl, small, white hair, red eyes, and really pissed."

"ah the psyker you mean? That Xenos stopped her from shooting someone with a fireball and dragged her to her room, over there." he points down the hall were you see a door open and light pouring out of it.

"Thank you soldier, you mean leave now."

he salutes and leaves as you head to the door, when you look in all you see is light, ok odd but with two psykers in the same place odd is kinda the normal.

You walk into the light and as your sight clears you are in a much larger room than normal a big bed, a full bookcase, and a table with four seats, and an assortment of eldar artifacts lay around this room. You note that the Eldar and the Psyker and sitting in the middle of the room both of them having their eyes closed.

your vox goes off and you pull it up to your ear "hello?" you whisper as Markal's voice come though

"Sasha I want you to get yourself presentable before we meet with the heads of the inquisition, I have gone though the required bullshitting to alter the records of the inquisition that the real Sasha did not die but merely was MIA but the Hidden Masters know the truth so be prepared for them calling you out on the hearing."

"hearing?"

"well your actions have been highly irregular and have brought some heat down upon this ship and myself so I had to let you face their judgement, hopefully your three daemon kills will lessen what they decide." the connection cuts and static fills your vox

shit that does not sound good, well maybe you can ask Valirsa or Mirasi what to put on before then but for now time for the two psykers

You turn your vox off and walk up to the eldar and lightly tap her shoulder, she opens her eyes and looks at you "really entering my room without permission?"

"I still own you for now so what is going on?"

"simply put I have calmed her down, I don't think having a psyker shooting your men would reflect well on you."

"right thanks also the room?" you motion towards everything

"Little trick my master made, simply put I created a space bubble where I keep my things. Before you ask, no I cant do it for you since it takes a lot of energy." you note seven of those stones stuck to the walls of the room "yes the stones are powering this."

"I thought they were culturally improtant?"

"they are but who says I cant make use of them for now, also they agreed to do this."

Right talking like stones are sentient, strange crazy Xenos "so what now?"

"well you smell so why not a bath?" she motions at another door in the room "I hear your species used to bathe together to get to know each other."

(continued)

>[1] fuck it sure, you smell and she is offering for you to use her shower or whatever to get clean may as well take the offer (wp)
>[2] Na I prefer to clean myself alone, also those books you are referencing are probably outdated
>[3] agree but ask to keep something wrapped around yourselves, reduce the chance of something weird happening
>[4] write-in

(behold I give you fan service)

>>1373384
>[1] fuck it sure, you smell and she is offering for you to use her shower or whatever to get clean may as well take the offer (wp)
WE'RE DOING IT, MAN

damn votes are taking a while

>>1373384
>[1]
The one time we get proper fanservice i had to go and pull an all-nighter just before it GOD FUCKING DAMNIzzzZzzZz

alright roll time 1d100 vs 72, and yes I will describe everything to the best of my abilities

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>1374008

alright, writing in all the glorious fanservice

You decide fuck it may as well take the offer since walking back to your room would be a pain. you smile and politely state "I'd love that actually."

The eldar claps her hands causing the psyker to open her eyes suddenly "wait wha.." she starts "Oh its you, guess I should thank you for stopping me from getting my brains blown out."

"no need though.... wait you said you were going in with me, do you have some sort of communal shower?"

"No its a bath, it can hold up to three of us so," she grabs the psyker's shirt and begins to remove it "may as well get all three of us clean."

you turn away and begin getting undressed when in terra do as terrans do as they say anyways now is a good time to actually take a look at your body. judging from the size of those handfuls of flesh on your chest you are about a B cup you actually are thankful for this since any bigger would get in the way in combat, you grab a piece of your hair brown also a little longer than what you would like but hell gotta keep it this way for appearances sake. you use your hands to explore the skin the trasformation gave you pale and smooth really if you saw a girl looking like this you may have started drooling. you shiver as you realize you are lacking any of your usual hair, alright to the bath!

you step though the door and steam bellows out, in the middle of the room is a large tub beautiful looking with clear water in it. You cautiously step into the water and find it pleasantly warm actually it was perfect, you submerge yourself in the water up to your shoulders and sigh this was paradise.

You see Terisa and Phe'nia walk in, Terisa's hair a bit of a mess after Phe'nia pulled her clothing off, her pale as snow skin almost reflecting light as she holds her arms over her breasts and nether regions, though even with this you do note she is completely hairless and is about a A cup. Her face could be called cute a bit beautiful but more on the side of youth.

Phe'nia on the other hand does not attempt to cover anything, her skin pale but not as pale as the albino, her breasts averaging you would say a D cup with small pink nipples standing there seemingly defying gravity, her black raven hair soft and silky. Her face was astounding beautiful even hauntingly so her green eyes piercing and deep, her ears stand out though her hair but even with the strangeness you could not help yourself but to call her astoundingly beautiful. she smiles at you and pulls both herself and Terisa into the bath, her breasts float slightly as she sits in the water.

thankfully for you the steam begins to obscure some of their bodies.

"so how's the water?" Phe'nia asks leaning her head back, "Ah it's been ages since I had a proper bath."

You have to admit she was right the water was so relaxing you could sit here forever "It's perfect, but where does the water come from?"

(continued)

"Eh, my master said something about it connecting to the nearest water source and then duplicating the water with the power of the warp or something like that, all I know is it's safe and that is all I need to know."

right well she was a psyker so if she and her now dead master said it was safe it should be.

Terisa sinks deeper into the water now up to her mouth and you look at her "what's up?"

Terisa pulls herself up "small..." she says quietly

"what?"

"Why am I always the smallest!" she cries out kicking her legs causing slashes of water

With this Phe'nia bursts out laughing, hard. "Y-You're mad about that!" Terisa continues to pout in the water.

>[1] comfort the psyker, unleash headpats (fel)
>[2] join in with Phe'nia and tease her a bit, you just got out of hell and was thrown into a four day coma you have a right to a bit of fun
>[3] sit back and watch, this will be fun
>[4] write-in

alright be back at 6pm see you there

>2

alright just waiting for more votes

still waiting

>>1374289
>[1]
lewd as fuck senpai