>Kanith silently prays into himself
“Oh Malal, Master of none, destroyer of all, grant me the strength of 1000 men to destroy all today. I shall not hold back. I shall not preach your name for your name should not be preached. I will please no god today. I am the master of my own destiny.”

>>2683835
>Having led his regiment to going renegade and turning to the worship of the Chaos Gods, Commander Irvis set his men on the raiding of supplies from Imperial convoys and bases on this planet still fraught with native rebel activity resisting Imperial rule

>Speaking of rebels, a group of them have joined up with the rebels, and are slowly embracing the teachings of Chaos

TLDR: We blow up convoys, we take stuff, yay Chaos.

>>2683861
>There is no answer, not that one could ever be expected

>>2683865
>Kanith smiles to himself, as he wishes the destruction against the imperium, and to his own regiment. Kanith feels no anger. He feels no lust. He feels no happiness and he feels no deviousness. His emotions are completely void. He feels nothing but vengeance.

>>2683835

"I volunteer for the infiltration mission. Not like much else is happening here, or anyone else knows the first thing on how to actually walk without causing a bunch of noise." Brunhilde would say, sounding a bit bored. She thought that she should gather some wooden blocks so she could whittle some more in her spare time but that was something she could do later. For now, it was time to get some revenge on the Imperium for taking over her home and a couple of other things relating to that take over.

>>2684094
"Jaan is organizing the infiltration mission alongside Antaloth, ask them if you'd like to participate. Or just go along with them without their consent, though they may shoot you if you prove a nuisance."

>>2684094
You can join us as we lack men for the operation

> he is standing next to her

>>2684094
>approaches
If your coming then you better be sure that your up for it. If you screw this up even a little bit i will skin you alive. Are we clear? this mission is more important than you could possibly know.

>Jay returns to Cogran, there requisition forms in hand, their contents are as follows.
>Document J1, kitchen refurbishment:
>1. Walk in fridge, high priority (see document J2)
>2. Anti nurglite measures; vat near door, bleach (bottled, I do not want a vat of bleach.)
>3. Assorted; includes suggestions from Khornate su chef
>Document J2, religious accommodations
>Upon completion of the fridge (see document J1) a further extetion shall be construed; a soundproofed room with, at minimum, a ceiling mounted chain/collar, allowing free movement within the room, but preventing escape, this shall share a key only with the door. Additional requests as follows
>1. Two(2) remote control vibrators; this entry includes a well thought out code for using weight distribution and rotation speed to act as discreet (for Slaaneshi) communication devices.
>2. One (1) spiked chainmail body pillow
>3. Assorted benches, bindings and tools
>Document J3, armaments
>Note, Jay shall continue to use a knife (standard) and dress (cloth) until personalized armaments are provided.
>1. Spiked chainmail poodle skirt
>2. Serrated power sword
>3. Noise pistol
>4. Laser pauldrons
>5. Neon pink/purple smoke grenades with and without arosol narcotics.

>>2684514
>Jeffsel also passes Cogran a note reading

“DONT GIVE HER ANYTHING PLEASE. ILL DO ANYTHING JUST DONT GIVE HER WHAT SHE WANTS!!”

>>2684518
Passing notes? Naughty girl. I'll have to do something about that later.

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>2684525
“I-it’s nothing! I just... I just um... I-I like the tech priest!”

>Rolling for the quality of this lie

>>2684546
Hee hee, you hear that Cagran? You just might get to play with my toy!
>Grins while hugging Jeffsel.
In the future, don't worry about making me jealous, just mention your desires out loud. By the way, what's your first name, I bet it's pretty.

>>2684574
“M-m-m-m-m-maria... it’s Maria.”

“Alright men! We’re moving out! Infiltrators, make your way towards the prison camp, everyone else, follow me, we’re going to go take things from the Corpse Emperor!”

>Irvis leads the rest of the regiment off on an assault on the enemy supply depot

>>2684671
Jaan! are your Omakaiste ready for this?

>>2684514
>looks at the list
Some of these I can construct and or give without adittional reason these items include the noice pistol, the chain collar you can get the delivery device for the gas granade but I can not suply any gas. I can nether sulpy any bottles for bleach but you can tap up to 1 half gallon of industrial cleaning bases.
The walk in frige will be a harder to construct without adittional permits fron the comander. The chainmail I can not deliver on as I do not have any spare materials for their construction that would meat my minimum quality. Benches will be put in the bottom of the list as they are not complicated enuth to warrant my notice and the same with most of the bildings. Soundproofing you will have to do yourself as I can not se a reason for it this is to with the body pillow and any other articles of comfort as they are not needed in a warcamp.
And I will not construct laser pauldrons as they are a waste of resources.
And I can not suply you with a serrated power sword as I only have one in the stores and you will require adittional reson to requisition it that goes above "I want" do you have any adittional questions.
>>2684518
Noted
>>2684574
That question is irelevant in this conversation.

>>2684677
> Jaan and 13 other partisans form up

We are ready when you are time to free our brother's

>>2684671
>The regiment gathers nearby the supply base, approximately a mile away.

“Alright men, we’ve got the enemy base to assault. They’ve got pretty thin walls, 10 feet high. Small arma will do nothing to ‘em, but it it with something that explodes once or twice will blow a hole in it. They’ve got heavy stubbers and bolters mounted bear the gate. We need to bust through, kill everyone inside, then break into the warehouses and transport the supplies out of there.”

>>2684679
Then lets head to the trucks, and dont forget whats at stake here.

>>2684680
>Pyrrhus has already opened his satchel of explosives, jumping up and down in childish excitement.

"Is it my turn to act, sir?"

>>2684681
Yes it's all or nothing here

> they head towards the trucks

>>2684685
>he sits in the back of the truck
>whispering
I couldnt find you earlier but i need to ask, is your elite bodyguard unit coming and if so will they protect my sister as VIP?

>>2684683
"That depends, how far can your throw a delta bomb?"

>>2684689
"Never counted it, sir, but i'm sure that if we move a little closer I could have that place in flames before you could call me a psychopath!"

>>2684689
>Autocorrect can go die in a hole, Melta Bomb, not delta bomb

>>2684693
"We don't want the entire place in flames, the primary purpose is to destroy the front gate and its defenses so we can take all their shit. Now, what do I need to give you to help you blow the hell out of that gate?"

>>2684686
My two bodyguards are coming yes they will try to garante your sisters survival

> he whisper

>>2684695
"One of these days i'll get to blow a place up..."

>He mumbles to himself for a couple moments before shaking his head.

"As for what I need, i'm gonna need to know how much i'm allowed to use."

>>2684699
"I'm personally frightened to know how much you think is appropriate, however if you use more than half of your stuff I'll consider it wasteful and I'll give you a lashing."

>>2684698
Good, and thank you.
When we find my sister in there we need to haul ass.
We take as many with us as we can but she is my priority

>>2684701
"Problematic but easily reconcilable. Now, I will need that previously mentioned Melta Bomb, about 5 grenades to get rid of anyone in the vicinity and possibly a remote explosive. After all, the bigger the explosion, the sweeter the fear in their eyes, right?"

>Even with his face concealed by a gas mask, the insane smile currently he's wearing is quite obvious.

>>2684704
>Irvis gets a slave to bring him a satchel containing thew explosives

"So, are you going to sneak up or run at it like a madman?"

>>2684708
"While running and seeing the glorious light sooner rather than later would be great, i'm not confident in my ability to not get picked off, so unless you're gonna throw someone ahead to get shot in my place, i'll have to sneak."

>>2684713
"Then get to sneaking! We're charging in everything else once you blow the gate. Try to get the waepons emplacements there too."

>>2684702
I understand that

My men will be primarily freeing partisans I will be trying to move around organising the freed prisoners and helping were necessary

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>2684716
"Alright, alright. Gimme a moment."

>He takes the grenades strapped to his body and places them in his satchel, chucking it to private Sort.

"Well, let's get to to the fun part!"

>He grabs the satchel with the required explosives and crouches low, almost low enough to fall and start crawling. With a final nod to Irvis, he dashes forwards, continuing for a second or two before slowing down, staring at the guard towers and then continuing forwards at a slower pace.

>>2684748
>Followinf along a tricky paths of small ditches, bushes, and rocks, phyrrus reaches the fate. The heavy bolter crew are smoking lho sticks

>>2684746
Okay got it.
>he tightens his gas mask
>he bangs on the floor of the truck
Driver! were ready!

>>2684678
Not at all, contact me if you can ever spare a servitor.
>>2684599
Come along Maria, and remember to tell me if you want anything.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>2684755
>He stares at them for a moment, before the insane smile returns to his face and he reaches into the satchel, pulling out one grenade.

"See ya."

>He pulls the pin, throws it back into the satchel, closes it and chucks it at the gate, grabbing the las pistol he still kept while sneaking and took aim, firing to take them out quickly and efficiently.

>Rolling to sneakily shoot the crew, adding +1 because they're unaware of the situation.

>>2684762
I might require your assistance in converting my old voice modulator into a noice pistol as your patron might be needed in the process if you are to get the desired effect.

>>2684775
...Maria, it seems we can't get to that fun quite yet, I've got to help Cogs with this.

>>2684772
>The sack sails through th the air, almost in slow motion, before detonating midair between the guards and gate, enveloping both in a massive warp-blessed fireball

>Irvis puts out his cigar
“I hope they have more of these in there. For Chaos! CHARGE!”

>The chimeras and trucks drive towards the base as the groundlings run.

>Several disoriented guardsmen still stand around confused within the base

>>2684760
>>2684746

"I'll help with freeing prisoners, and hopefully this will go without any sort of issues." Brunhilde would say after a while of being quite quiet. Though in the back of her mind she hoped Antaloth would screw up, just for irony's sake.

Rolled 16 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>2684779
>Kanith runs up to a guardsman, slamming his chainsword into his chest. -1 due to mark of malice

>Kanith shows no emotion whatsoever in this action

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>2684779
"Yes..."

>Pyrrhus steps back to stare at the resulting explosion, entranced.

"YES!"

>He starts laughing like the madman he is as the Regiment charges, before he sprints inside with the rest, taking aim at the closest guardsman and firing at him with his las pistol, still laughing.

Rolled 12, 11 = 23 (2d20)

>>2684779
>The rank and file, well, rank, file, and massed horde of the regiment charge forwards, shooting and chopping and spilling blood and casting psychic powers. First roll.

>The chimeras fire their weapons, multilasers and heavy bolters pounding the enemy. Second roll.

>>2684782
>>2684760
Ok then let's go

Rolled 14 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2684779
>Jay was here the entire time, hoping to loot an AC reaching melee range she gets to slashing, going for limbs.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>2684779
>siting in the drivers seat of our Russ
Common now Russy I know that you don't like this but we have to fight them to get your parts so can you please stop fighting back
>the Russ(Russy) open fire on the loyalists

Rolled 19, 3, 3, 15, 2, 15 = 57 (6d20)

>>2684783
>Kanith rips there chainsword up through the man's chest and two his head, splitting him in half from the belly up before twirling around and slicing the arms off another man.

"Foul heretic! I will not let you take this place!"

>A commissar steps forward, coat fluttering, power sword raised. He yells and charges Kanith. First roll.
>>2684784

>*Click* Damn, you were so focused on explosives you forgot to recharge this thing!

"You killed my brother bastard!"

>A guardsman fires his lasgun at Pyrrhus. Second roll.

>>2684812
>A handful of enemy guardsmen fall to the massed fire, but others take cover behind crates and rubble before returning fire. Third and fourth rolls.

>>2684893
>Jay's apron is splattered with delicious blood as limbs fly through the air, letting her dance to the sound of screams.

"So you like knives do you bitch?"

>A guardsman, shirtless and covered in tattoos is holding a knife in each hand

"Well I do too. Let's fucking dance!"

>He deftly stabs towards Jay. Fifth roll.

>>2684910
>You cannot tell if Russy is deliberately missing or if she just plain missed.

>A few guardsmen climb inside the base's sole Lemas Russ, and turn its cannon towards Cogran and Russy. Sixth roll.

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>2684915
>O7 strolls in unannounced and begins rummaging around for something useful

>>2684918
>7 finds an interesting looking rock. It is shaped like Sangiunius's face

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>2684915
>the loyalist Russ hits the track of Russy
Se Russy now this is personal destroy that thing.
>Russy fires at the loyalist Russ

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>2684919
>he lobs it at a nearby imperial and looks to find an exploitable gap in the enemy lines

>>2684934
Throwing it would be a d20 roll, however, you rolled a 5, so that actually directly translates to a 1 on a d20, so you rolled a 1. Yay.

>The rock hits a wall at such an angle that it ricochets off a wall, then a vehicle, then a dead body, and right into 7's forehead. Ow.

>since the moment they left Antaloth has been praying

>>2684941
> jaan is sitting next to him holding a small wooden trinket

>>2684943
You should pray to tzeentch, friend. Tzeentch is the only reason she is still alive. my father perished in that prison a year ago from malnourishment

Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2684915
STABITY STAB STAB!
>I'm taking this fools arms

>>2684941
>>2684943
>The trucks drops Antaloth, Jaan, Brunhilde, and the partisans off at the designated spot. In the distance, you can see the columns of industrial smoke rising from the prison camp

Rolled 4 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>2684915
>Kanith takes a horrible blow to his left arm, rendering it useless for the time being. Yet, Kanith does not yelp out in pain. He is still emotionless.

>Kanith jams his chainsword into the Comissar’s neck

>>2684958
>he takes a deep breath,
lets do this.
>W

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>2684939
Interesting.

>he walks back and keeps searching for anything of use

>>2684958
Ok let's get moving

> jumps of the truck

We don't have all night

>>2684961

Well find her

>>2684963
>You approach the spot that Antaloth determined through warpy magic. There is a blue bird standing on top of it. It has a letter tied to its leg

>>2684964
Hmm, i wonder what brick left for us
>take

>>2684967
>It reads

"You welcome."

>>2684968
Thank you Brick, i just might take one of these fuckers alive, torture him for a bit and give you his soul.

>>2684964
Let's get to work

> one of the partisans starts to dig

Rolled 8, 14 = 22 (2d20)

>>2684915
>the chimeras take some damage.
>The regiment continues its battle, shouting their praises to the gods

>>2684970
>pops off the rock and hops down in the hole

>>2684973
>pulls a handflamer out of his jacket
Fire and the screams that follow are quieter than a gunshot.

>>2684973
> Jaan and all the partisans except 2 follow him down

>>2684976
> the partisans draw their short swords

Let's do this

>>2684980
>W

Rolled 15, 11, 1, 6, 11 = 44 (5d20)

>>2684922
>There is a sudden change in Russy as she takes a hit

>If she could speak, she would be saying "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK YOU!!!!!!!!"

>Her canon blows the cannon off the other russ as she drives ahead and slams herself against the enemy tank, demolishing one of its treads.

>The enemy crew is likely panicking. They fire its body mounted weaponry at Russy and Cogran. First roll.

>>2684954
>Jay berries her knife in one of his arms and gives a sharp yank, removing the offending limb from the man's body. He screams, filled with adrenaline, and attempts to stab Jay before passing out and probably dying from the shock and blood loss. Second roll.

>>2684959
>The commissar parries the strike and lounges forward

"You will not touch me foul servant of Chaos!"

>Third roll.

>>2684962
>7 finds a very nice lasgun. It has glitter and good luck charms on it. A guardsman fires at him. Fourth roll.

>>2684972
>The chimeras return fire. The massed enemy is starting the break and retreat further into the complex. As they fall back, they return reduced fire at the regiment. Fifth roll.

>>2684973

Brunhilde jumps down with the others, revolver in hand, hoping that she wouldn't have to use it and instead that all of the guards would be overwhelmed by the prisoners.

>>2684981
> they follow the priest down the tunnel

Rolled 3 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>2684983
>The commissar makes a fatal error as Kanith manages to disarm the man! (He rolled a 1). Using the commissars own power sword, Kanith thrusts it into the chest of the commissar.

>>2684986
>The infiltrators crawl through the cramped tunnel, only once having the crawl over the skeleton of an attempted escapee, before they reach the exit.

>HA! The Imperials only sealed it from the top, opening it from the inside is easy as pie

>You climb out of a whole behind the makeshift toilets and into the dirty, grimy prison camp, seeing multiple despondent souls walking about, either despairing or hurrying off to their forced labor assignments. A small factorum pumps out smoke in one section. It even has a special loading dock to get rid of people who died while working.

>>2684993
>whispering
by the wind look at this,
>he taps a withered dead body on the floor with his foot
We have to move, fast.
Our objective is to find a large group of these prisoners and feeding him this
>draws the red vial that irvis gave him
should turn the poor bastard into a monstrous heep of flesh known as a "chaos spawn" he will give us the chaos we need to get the job done.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>2684983
>the bolt rounds impact Russy dameging the weak part of the armor shaving it of
>Russy fires agein

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>2684983
>the shot goes wide and O7 ignores him
>he lobs the lasgun aside and looks for something to replace his knife

>>2684997

"I honestly dont want to know what that is, regardless if any guards come nearby than we knock em out. Killing them will leave blood that will raise suspicions to any guards that see it and they can be useful alive. Although once the riot starts it'll probably be fine to deal with them in a more violent way." Brunhilde whispered.

>>2684983
Fucker nicked me, not even a good sting.
FUCK!
>Horny rage, keep slashing.

Rolled 19 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2685207

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>2685132
Alright, Jaan go look for your VIP's Brunhilde and i have an errand to run
Now, where should we start looking?
>observes his surroundings

>>2685385
>The camp is a dark, dingy place, full of misery and death. Most of its inhabitants are starving and sickly, though walking amongst them and reclining against walls you see a few men who are quite burly despite the conditions. It is likely what little food the prisoners receive, they take the lions share.

>There appear to be few guards in this area. In fact, the actual areas where prisoners live is devoid of guards entirely; they appear only to watch the walls. It is likely they care not for the actions of prisoners they intend to starve and work to death unless they are trying to escape.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2684983
>Khornate and Slaaneshi members of the regiment charge after the enemy as the guardsmen retreat to take cover amidst the warehouses, axes, swords, knives, and clubs ready to bring blood and glory.

"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!"

"FOR THE PRINCE!"

"Yeah, you go do that, we'll just stay back here and strategize. Nyeh he he, just as planned."

>The nurgle cultists did not shout anything, as they were having fun with dead bodies

>>2685395
>Unclips his gasmask to show his face
>walks up to the burely prisoners, he flips on the power so the small flame at the front is on and makes sure his large knife is obvious
You two. There is a female in this prison, looks like me, blonde hair
>points to his abnormally bright blue eyes
Where is she.?

>>2684989
>The commissar dodges under the blow and and raises his fists

"They teach us how to fight with FISTS in the Scholas, heretic!"

>He gives Kanith and uppercut. First roll.

>>2684998
>The feeling Russy is giving off is thus:

>"FUCK THESE FUCKING GUYS! THEY FUCKING MESSED UP MY FUCKING PAINT JOB AND MY FUCKING TREDS. I'M GOING TO BATHE IN THEIR FUCKING BLOOD AND OIL!"

>However, the tank is actually partly still stuck in the other tank due to ramming it quite well, and is having problems. The enemy tank continues to fire its hull weapons at Russy. Second roll.

>>2684999
>7 finds a standard issue combat knife

>>2685207
>>2685211
>Jay turns the tattooed man's chest into a checkerboard, then proceeds to play herself at checkers on his chest until stalemate. The man falls over due to the pain and blood loss.

>>2685405
>Some of the slower guardsmen are caught and butchered and violated by the faster renegades.

>This section of the battle appears to be over. The enemy has retreated deeper into the base and fortified themselves inside a warehouse.

Rolled 19, 5 = 24 (2d20)

>>2685417
>Except for the commissar and enemy tank. Also, forgot the rolls

>>2685407
>The burly man looks Antaloth over and nods. He ceases his leaning and gestures for the Tzeentchian to follow him

>>2685424
Hilde, follow
>He follows the large burly man, gripping his weapons so tightly his knuckles turn white

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>2685395
>>2685426

Brunhilde simply tries to remain out of sight from both the guards and the prisoners as she followed Antaloth. While she was sneaking she remained on the lookout for any signs of trouble...

>>2685426
>The burly man leads Antaloth into a rough bunkhouse where prisoners sleep. At the end of it, he opens a trapdoor and leads the renegade down into a basement. It is dark inside, very dark. The burly man grunts, and in the darkness you can see a familiar silhouette barley visible.

"Hello there Nathanael. It has been... so long since I have seen you. Come closer dear, so I may see your face."

>Her voice fills you with longing and nostalgia. It's her.

>>2685431
>Brunhilde notices one of the tattoos she has seen on members of the regiment on the Burly Man when his sleeve rises at one point, possibly an incredibly stylized skull? The tattoo is in red ink.

>>2685436
Area!
>he points the handflamer towards the sealing and lightly pulls the trigger so it may act as a torch

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>2685417
>Jay walks around the warehouse, looking for any sign of an air conditioner.

>>2685438
>Firing a weapon may have not been the best idea, as as soon as you pulled in out the Burly Man gave you a strong kick to the back which sends you sprawling into a pit that you couldn't see in the darkness

"Fucking damnit Nathanael! Ugh, I'm going to kill that underling later. Turn on the fucking lights!"

>Torches in the room alight, revealing that you have been dropped into some type of pit, strewn with bones. Looking around it is very familiar; the regiment has one just like it back at their base, right down to the Khornate symbols!

>...

>Wait, what?

>Before you can think for a moment on that somebody jumps down into the pit after you

"Khorne fucking damnit brother, you just had to fucking pull out a gun to make a fucking light? I wanted to be the person to throw you down here!"

>Area picks you up and slams you against the wall. That's... your fairly sure she wasn't strong enough to do that last time you saw her, though in the light, you can see she has changed slightly.

>Gone from her face is softness and love. It has been hardened with torturous experiences and rage. Hanging from her ear is a small brass symbol of Khorne. She also has appeared to have gained several pounds of muscle and even a few inches of height!

"You fuck! Fuck you!"

>She slams you against the wall again

"You brought the fucking inquisition on us! Your fucking melding with things you didn't understand ruined everything! We had it all! Money, power, our love! And you threw it all fucking away!"

>She throws Antaloth across the pit and hold up her hand. A Burly Man tosses her a blood red sword

"So what the fuck do you have to save for yourself you fucking coward!"

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>2685436

Brunhilde is careful about this and stays quiet, trying not to bring any attention to herself and just stay hidden from all eyes if things go poorly. Hopefully if they did go bad, she would simply be able to finish the mission with Jaan, as she wasn't going to fire her gun that was for sure..

>>2685458
Because i was going to come back! i have resources! powerful friends in the warp! how could i have suspected that they would arrest all of you based on a rumor! My allies are going to burn this world to ash! you can come with us or you can take your anger out on me. the choice is yours.

>>2685464

"Or you could do both. It's not like we're leaving people here." Brunhilde would say from her hidden little spot. "Just try not to kill him if you decide both or just taking out your anger. I'm sure none of us want to explain how such a thing happened as that would be a bit of a mess."

>>2685464
"Father died because of you! He starved himself so I wouldn't have to! I almost gave into despair and took my own life! But in my darkest moment, do you know what fucking happened? A few fucking thugs tried to take advantage of me, so I beat the shit out of them. I just let everything loose and killed; it was the most exhilarating moment in my entire life; I was bleeding, concussed, and covered in my own blood and the blood of others, and I had never felt so alive!"

>She laughs

"Soon, I began to hear voices. I had thought I had finally snapped, but I hadn't. It was the blood, it was Khorne! He gave me strength, he gave me the power to take back what was stolen from me!"

>She then glares at Antaloth

"And he also told me what you did. In pursuit of foul and cowardly sorcery, you cared more about fucking books than your family. So here's what's going to happen: I am going to kill you."

>She rolls her shoulders

"Honestly, it isn't even at this point what has happened to me. I prefer who I am now to the weakling I once was. This isn't about what happened to me personally, this is about what you did to father, this is about what you did to the person I used to be, all in the pursuit of fucking sorcery!"

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2685481
I knew it would come to this,
The winds told me you had changed, that my beloved had fallen to the wrath of the blood god
I thought through my wits i could save you
And for the first time in my life i was wrong
>he points his hand flamer at her face
WINDS TAKE YOU!!
>he fires his handflamer

Rolled 12 - 2 (1d20 - 2)

>>2685417
>The blow knocks Kanith onto the ground causing him much pain. Yet he shows no emotion towards it.

>Grabbing his head, Kanith ditches the power sword, smashing it with his foot to pieces before raising his fists to fight the commissar.

>Kanith sends a swing for the commissars jaw. -2 due to mark of malice and head head blow he received

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2685496
>She dodges under the gout of flame and swings her sword at Antaloth's midsection

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2685500
>The commissar rubs his jaw

"Not bad... not good enough though!"

>FISTS OF COMMISSAR FURY

Rolled 7 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>2685503
>Kanith dodges the man’s blow and comes back to his senses a bit. Kanith sends another fist towards the man’s right temple.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>2685511
>Dodge and punch and dodge and punch

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2685502
Gahh!!
>he fires his hand flamer at her face in a burst

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>2685514
>The khornate dodges to the side and lashes out once again with her blade

Rolled 2 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>2685513
>Kanith dodges this punch again and headbutts the commissar with his metal mask into his face

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>2685516
>the khornate blade slices through his skin and overcoat,
>he falls to his knees
Winds, protect me
>blood leaking from his mouth
>He fires one last shot from his hand flamer

Rolled 2 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>2685518
>Kanith succede only in head butting a wall. The commissar smiles and goes on the attack

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>2685521
>Your sister is engulfed in flames

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

>She stumbles but does not drop her sword

"See what you do Nathanael! You only hurt the ones you love!"

>She screams and continues her attack even as she burns

>>2685524
>laying on the ground, practically lifeless
You...are not... Area...

>>2685533
>The flames on her die down. You have given her a large variety of burns

"You are both right and wrong. You killed the old Area when you brought the Inquisition down on us. You killed the girl who loved you. I am what's left. Bitter, filled with revenge. After I kill you only my bloodlust and desire for revenge against the inquisition will keep me going. It almost makes me want to keep you alive, just so I can keep on hating you, but I have to kill you, I have to avenge the person I once was."

>She raises her sword

"Do you have any last words, my love?"

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>2685543
>he raises himself to a knee, hidden behind his back is the daemonic ritual dagger
"Do not ask which creature screams in the night. Do not question who waits for you in the shadow. It is my cry that wakes you in the night, and my body that crouches in the shadow. I am Tzeentch and you are the puppet that dances to my tune..."
>he throws the dagger at her chest

>>2685548
>...
>Area look down at her chest, at the dagger sticking out of her chest
>Tears fall from her eyes

"You are a cruel, cruel man. I loved you. You could have saved me. You barely even tried. You are not the man I loved, you are not my Nathanael; you are some creature wearing his skin."

>She falls to the ground, blood pooling around her

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>2685557

Brunhilde just stares for a moment before rushing out of the shadows she was hiding in and to the dying woman. "Fuck's sake this is not good..." she would mutter before doing what she could to save the woman with whatever was at hand.

>>2685569
>She has a dagger currently lodged in her heart, her blood is not flowing except onto the floor, her brain is dying, she is dying. Dirty rags can do little, and that is all you have.

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>2685571
>he frantically brushes the skulls and bones aside and draws a 9 inch by 9inch star of chaos and the comet in the middle written in his own blood
oices in the dark, shadows in the mind. I have heard your terrible voice and now it is you who i seek to find.
schemers of the warp, liers and deceivers in the dark, HARK, HARK. A WORM CRAWLS BEFORE YOU, FEEBLE AND SMALL. NOW PLEASE I BESEECH THEE! HEAR MY CALL!

>>2685584

>The voice emanates from the warp
"Greetings! You 100,000th caller! No special reward, just special occasion! What you need bro? Can Brick call you bro? Brick call you bro?"

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>2685571

Brunhilde tries to do what she can to stop the bleeding even if it's not much. She tries to force her heart to beat to hopefully give her some more time alive, and more time for her to be saved. Some might ask why she was spending so much energy trying to save someone they only just met and was a complete stranger, and the answer was simple, she felt bad for her. Of course there was some more than that, she would undoubtedly be useful if she was on her side and it would be bad to not do anything, not only for Antaloth but herself.

>>2685590
>You do little more than staining your hands with her blood. There isn't a heart to force to beat, there are two halves of a heart. With a dagger through them.

>>2685588
Brick,
>wince
I need two soul gems with my name on it. one is for that sister i mentioned the other is for me.
Im dying.
help me, i have no payment but i will owe you big time
Bro
>cough cough

>>2685596
"Brick can get you soul, but no her soul. She is big khorne chick, no blue birb. Not much Brick do, sorry. She soul go to fight on blood plains of blood place forever or something."

>>2685601
>cough
just...try, please.
I do not have much time. Brick i know you can do this, just try.
>he feels faint

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>2685595

Brunhilde curses and tries something a bit drastic, she would try and get a small sharp bit of wood or bone lying in the pit and pull out some loose thread from the uniform under her jacket before removing the knife and trying to stitch her heart back together again, along with closing the wound after. She was not going to give up so easily, even if she knew only basic first aid and had never stitched anything together before.

>>2685604
"No, serious, if she die, Brick can do nothing to take soul. Hell, nobody Brick can ask, and Brick do act as intermediary to higher level managers, could do unless they physically present. Brick could trade you soul for she soul, but that about it if she die."

>>2685613
>he sits down leaning against the wall, breathing is frantic and un even
Take her soul, The winds own me anyway...
>he heaves three more times before a long and steady exhale
>Nathanael is dead.

>>2685617
>Brick picks up his soul

"No, Brick mean he literally give Khorne you soul in exchange for hers and you get tortured forever. What you no understand about that, stupid soul? You don't get to be with winds if Brick trade you soul, you get killed on death fields forever."

>>2685621
Then il go to the blood plains and get her back! I died in the name of tzeentch, fighting tzeentches enemys. idk how many of my lackys were sacrificed in the name of tzeentch back in my days as a slum lord. If theres any time for me to ascend its now. But ultimately im not in control of anything anymore, my soul is your hands Brick
Literally
>ghost noises

>>2685626
"Umm... yeah, Brick not really care 'bout her though? Brick probably just put her soul on shelf if she in my hands. Brick really not in soul trade, you know?"

>>2685630
>ghost noises
If i make it back to the matterium by some means onforseen by me i will probably by it from you, but at this moment i cant really tell whats going to happen
just put me on the shelf next to her and il be happy

>>2685636
>Brick runs his hands down his face/beak

"Okay. Let me spell out all facts:"

"If she die, Brick cannot take her soul normally. To do so, Brick would need to trade you soul to Khorne for her. In that case, you soul trapped forever in Khorne domain. No escape, ever. Also in that case, Brick do nothing with grip soul, maybe use as paper weight."

"There is no return if Brick trade you soul to Khorne."

"Brick not going to do anything if Brick have girl soul because Brick no care."

>>2685644
fuck
can i do a take back? im sure that soul is still in shipping

>>2685648
"You soul or she soul? Because she no dead yet."

>>2685655
You get my soul and give it to big birb, shes going to khorne.

>>2685658
"What you even talking now? What the duck you want to do even!"

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>2685607

Brunhilde, knowing there isn't much time and with the thread now actually securely tied, tries one last and despite attempt to save the broken heart of the woman, and her life.

>>2685660
Look damit! you got the soul of a Tzeentchian servant. Ive already pledged-
wait, shes not dead yet
Can you save her life?

>>2685664
"Yes. However, much magic Brick need. You need to officially sign soul away to Brick Enterprises in order for Brick to do so."

Rolled 12 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>2685522
>Kanith dodges this attack and swings for the man’s jaw again with a powerful right hook

>>2685666
I dont really have a choice, take the soul just save her, and me too if you dont mind there buddy

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2685672
>The Commissar takes the punch, grinning like a mad man

"Got some fight in ya, huh!"

>Float like butterfly, sting like bee

Rolled 47 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2685676
"Thank you for shopping at Brick Enterprises!"

>The fabric of realty shifts and bends as Brick manipulates time itself to heal wounds.

>+25 for success. +75 for success with no side effects

>>2685681
>Arena's blood flows back, in reverse, into Arena's body as her wounds close, the dagger is spat out, and her burns heal

"There we go, good as new."

>Arena sits up and looks around

"W-where am I? Who are you people!"

>Brick rubs the back of his neck

"Well, physical at least. So, bro, what you going to do now. I kind of use you dead body as conduit for that, so you old body is..."

>Antaloth's old body is a dried out husk

"Mostly unusable. Brick have small selection of temporary form for you you could use until more permanent solution could be found."

>>2685687
>the form of his soul spasms with rage
>it stops and makes a sound resembling something of a deep breath
Show me what you have in stock.

>>2685690
"Okay, Brick have bird body. It blue raven. You able to talk still, and you fly, but of course, no hands. If you were psyker, power would still work."

"Brick also have tzaangor body. Brick recommend it. Brick even recommend taking permanently. In Brick opinion, everybody should be tzaangor."

"Brick could also temporarily put you in form of brimstone or blue horror. Not powerful at all, and you not be real daemon so you still die forever if kill, but it thing."

"Oh, Brick also have other opportunity for empty body, but it take while to deliver. Actually, for best results for special empty body, is very VERY nice empty body, even if not tzaangor, Brick recommend regular birb body. That provide easy transition."

>>2685697
My eyes, i need my eyes,
When we were children our father had us augmented to have abnormally blue eyes.
Ino matter what body i have i must have those eyes.

>>2685700
>Brick shrugs

"Sure, Brick can do that Brick guess?"

>>2685702
Show me this empty host you have,

>>2685687

Brunhilde is taken aback by what just happened and stares at the woman for a breif moment like she did when she was stabbed. Shortly after she said "I have no idea how I managed to do this or if even I actually was the one to heal you like this but at least you're still alive. I'm Brunhilde Von Bothmer, your brother called you Area so I presume that is your name, is that correct?"

>>2685708
"Which one?"

>>2685715
You said you had a "really nice empty body" show me

>>2685713
"My brother? Lady, I have no idea what's going on. All I know is that I worship the blood god Khorne, and how to speak and all that."

>>2685717
"It VERY nice. Brick no want to ruin surprise. Brick just say, um... it very durable, if you are tzeentchian, it can be considered collector's item, it mostly blue. Umm... Brick can't say more without spoil surprise. It basically add on/second choice if you go with normal bird body."

>>2685724
Brick im not in the mood for suprises. Ive been cut, sliced bled out and now apparently withered to dust, and your shenanigans have not made it an easy experiance. Please show me this body so that i might make an educated decision for once.

>>2685732
"Okay, okay, okay, fine. Spoil sport. It armor of Rubric marine. Something broke in it and can no hold soul of ten times hundred sons soul, but only them. Can hold souls of other beings fine. Brick order as decoration, and going to take awhile to deliver, but it very good body for being that just soul. Can't feel anything, but still very good."

>>2685738
Thank you brick.
There is so much oppurtunity with this. I can do so much!
This one! i want the body of the rubric marine! does it come with the tzeentchian bolt gun? i must know

>>2685718

"Oh, well...that's wonderful. From what I understand your name is Area and apparently your brother Antaloth ruined everything and brought the inquisition on the both of you, whatever the inquisition is anyway, and I think that was what happened to get you thrown in this prison where your father apparently starved to death giving what food they where given to you. Shortly after you got into a fight with some people who tried to take advantage of you and killed them...that's almost everything I remember you saying cut down into bits. Anyway you said what happened to you to your brother after slamming him against a wall twice before throwing him and shortly after her fired a kind of flame thrower at you and you fought until you where stabbed right in the heart." She said before slowly turning to look at where Antaloth last was saying "Isn't that right Antal-" before seeing how he wasn't exactly alive "For fucks sake. Okay you both nearly killed eachother and it seems you succeeded. Good job getting your revenge on your former lover or whatever was going on between you two."

>>2685741
"Yes, it does. Will take awhile to get here. You will be bird during this time. You okay with that?"

>>2685756
Yea sure

>>2685744
"He stabbed me through the heart?"

>She stands up, picks up her sword, and proceeds to mutilate Antaloth's dead body

"That's what you get for trying to kill me fucker! Who apparently got me thrown in fucking prison too!"

>>2685759
"Good."

>There is a near comical "poof" and suddenly Antaloth is back in the Imperium, not in the form of a blue raven

"I will deliver new body by snail mail... is joke get... it..."

>Brick's voice fades away

>>2685760

Brunhilde just watches for however long it takes for her to stop before saying "Okay, your even now. Hopefully you'll actually remember everything in time...and maybe not be so angry...Anyway I believe it's almost time for us to do the whole breaking everyone out and taking the facility thing. Just have to find Jaan and his militia, were ever they are here."

Rolled 20 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>2685678
>Kanith picks up his chainsword and rams it through the man’s mouth

>>2685772
>The Commissar's head explodes in a shower of gore as the chainsword revs to a stop.

>Irvis walks up, looks around, and reaches down for something in the commissar's pocket.

>He pulls back up and lights the cigar he found

"Bastard likes the same kind I do. Hopefully he has a bigger stash around here somewhere. LISTEN UP MEN: The rest of the soldiers we haven't already killed, captured, or converted,"

>A few new recruiters cheer, holler, and shout praises to the dark gods

"Are holed up in Warehouse 3B. According to the map, that's munitions. That's some stuff we'd rather life, however, we cannot really get in there without losing a lot of men. They've got every door covered, and probably the roof as well. So then, I was thinking we can either storm the warehouse if you're feeling particularly suicidal, or we can burn the mother fucker down otherwise, unless anyone has any other suggestions!"

>>2685787
>Kanith takes the commissars hat and coat and begins wearing it. He then takes out his knife and slowly but meticulously carved the mutilated face skin off of them commissar.

>Kanith then begins wearing the commissars face like a mask...

>He shows no emotion.

>>2685792
"Trying to start a new fashion? Never took you for a slaaneshi! Ha!"

>Irvis looks at Kanith's expressionless eyes

"That was a joke. Unless you are actually legit doing something for the Prince of Pleasure. I can never tell with you."

>>2685796
>Kanith does not speak. The only emotion he feels is vengeance and need to cause anarchy.

>Kanith walks up to an injured chaos cultist in front of Irvis. Kanith slams his chainsword into the gut of the chaos cultist, disembowelling him. Kanith then tears the head off of this chaos cultist and throws it into a fire. You look at the pendants located on what was left of this cultist’s body, showing that he was dedicated to all four gods.

>Kanith walks up to Irvis right up in his face. He stares with emotionless eyes deep into Irvis’s inner being.

>The impression Kanith gives seems as if he is about to try and kill you. Right before you can properly react, Kanith walks away, tearing off the face mask and the commissar’s clothes

>He was mocking them.

>>2685767
>flaps of a bird fill the room, and cawing
Hah! it worked! i got my cake and i can eat it too! not exactly according to plan but it worked!
>the birds eyes are a bright blue, a disturbing piercing shade of blue that looks familiar to hilde

>>2685812
>Irvis shrugs

"Hmm... yeah, going to just keep sticking him on the frontlines. Also going to refrain from talking to him. Chaos has NOT been kind to him."

>>2685814
"Where'd the bird come from?"

>Arena says this as she removes Antaloth's old head from his old body and offers it for the Skull Throne

>>2685822
>caw
>flys over to Area looking down at my withered body
I thought my skull would be bigger
>makes some distance
What do you remember?
>caw!

>>2685833
"I worship Khorne, whoever this guy was apparently killed me, and apparently he was also my brother and incestuous lover. Gross."

>>2685836
Well, your brother's name was Nathanael. We loved eachother very much.
>flaps some more distance
I was driven from our home because of my beliefs, i wanted to keep you and our family safe so i fled so they may not trace my crimes against the oppressors to you, but the ever so paranoid imperium decided to arrest our family based on a rumor, a rumor that was true but a rumor nontheless. I used the warp to track you for 2 years until i found you here, you were enraged because you did not know the full story, and you couldnt be reasoned with. we battled and grevious wounds were dealt, i mortally wounded you with that big knife on the floor but died of my wounds. I used my power of the warp to bring you back from the dead, at the cost of that now withered husk you see on the floor. My soul was placed into the bird you see before you until a new much more powerful form can be prepared for me.
and now were here.

>>2685844
"Ah, thank you. Hold still won't you, I'm still slightly dizzy from you KILLING ME and it's affecting my aim!"

>She begins swinging her sword, however, you are a bird, so just flying above her each is easy

>>2685847
Calm down!
Dont you see!
I sacrificed everything just so you could be alive!
i I gave up my body and my soul just so you could be alive Area!
look into my eyes! do you not feel anything?
I gave so much just to make it right. I tracked you for years just so that we could take back what was stolen from us. And in due time we will! I will burn this world to ash! i will find the inquisitor who tortured you and together we will put her in pain that can only be described as legendary! ive sacrificed so much just so you could here me say that
Now please. Atleast consider my offer.

>>2685855
"Hmm..."

>She puts away her sword

"Hmm..."

>She idly throws old bones at Antaloth

"Fine. I will stop trying to kill you. However, let me put this straight: I am not inclined to trust you, or to like you, because you are Tzeentchian, and because you killed me, and apparently got me tortured by this inquisition thing before that. I have no memory of any of that, but at this point I really just want to kill something. Speaking of killing, where the hell are we? Because I feel like burning it to the ground."

>>2685858
Were inside a labor camp, where they force you to work until you die. I came here to bust you out, and thats what we can do. there inside my jacket is a vial of Khorne Red paint. Upon consumption whoever drinks it will go into a blood rage and then die soon after, you have some minions around here, tell one of them to drink it and follow me. take the rest of said minions with you we came here to also get recruits for our warband of chaos. There is a friend of mine there i think you would like to meet.
>caw
Grab it and cmon! we havent much time! oh and take that big knife too, il need it later.

>>2685858

"To be fair, everything I know is from your rage induced vengeful speaking, and you did both kill him while you lived...although how in the kings name he is still alive apparently is now some kinda crow is beyond me..."

>>2685858
> Jaan walks in with his two bodyguards

Everything is ready have you secured your sister...

> he looks around the room

>>2685891

... you explain what is happening here

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2685417
>the boltlrounds do nothing expect scratching the paint job now only hiting the stronger parts of the armor wit the now angle
Common now Russy show them the wrath of the tru Omnissahia.
But please try to leave enuth for me to repair you with.
>Russy tries to back up to shoot at the hull mounted weaponry that is scratching it's glorious paint job.

>>2685985

"Apparently his actions resulted in her being taken in here and their father gave up his food to Ant's sister until he starved to death and she blames it all on him so they fought and both of them almost died and now his sister is an amnesiac and ant somehow became a bird. That's the short version anyhow, I can provide a longer version if you would like."

>>2686021
The first bit he told me previously but this was not what I expected to happen

We don't have time to go into details but from the look of this room I guess they had some religious differences

>>2686031

"It was less religious differences and more 'even though I treated you so kindly you ruined everything and all the suffering I have endured here is because of you.' Really though, she had a fancy sword and yet only was slamming him into the walls, so while he shot his flamethrower in self-defense he also escalated the conflict...Anyway we probably should get on with it. Hopefully a few guards survive this..."

>>2686043
We should move yes

>>2686043
>Jay saunters in, licking her knife clean.
Hey, I'm down for a bit more fighting, but if we spot a maintenance servitor I'm making it take me to their air conditioner.

>>2686049
"Let's get out of here. So, how are we doing this? Charging the guards, starting a riot, sacrificing some people to summon daemons? What?"

>>2686262
"We can look once we kill the enemy. Wjhat's your opinion: burn the place to the ground and kill them with the munitions, or try to breach or something?"

Rolled 78 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2686302
As much as burning it down would save us trouble, we need every bit of supplies we can get, at least until we secure a steady supply. Let me try something.
>Jay walks up to the warehouse house and speaks to those within, I'd say shouting but her voice takes on a tone very unlike someone straining to be heard. She tries to convince them to surrender, or to join chaos. +5 social +5 corruption

>>2686310
Surrender, if your god was going to save you he'd have done it already. Struggling will only increase your suffering. Join us, we will bring you power, strength, family, untold pleasures. Those who blindly cling to the corpse emperor are already dead, let us revive you.

>>2686298
Are you the priests sister

The one he organised all this for well you are surely happy for him coming to rescue you are you

Anyway my men have stationed themselves on different locations around the baracks and the plan is to start a riot and get you and as many of my men and others out of here as possible

>>2686310
>There is an odd stillness inside the warehouse

“What are you doing soldier! Hold the-AHH!”

>There is The a sounds of shots firing from inside the warehouse. A few moments later the doors open. A large handful of guardsmen holding lasguns and bloodied knives. A look of determination on their faces, a will to live and do anything to continue

“We renounce the Emperor for our lives!”

>>2686321
“Apparently I am his sister, though I have no memory of it and don’t really care at this point. Anyways, riot, yes? I remember a few things, like the fact that I have five men steeped in the worship of Khorne, each with thre strength of 3 men, great warriors all. How do your propose we kill the guards and escape?”

>>2686334
Excellent, I can provide the acid and extacy, but I will need 4 additional volunteers for the ritual, so, who wants to devote themselves to slaanesh.

>>2686347
>A few of them raise their hands

>>2686338
Soon the alarm should sound that is our cue

> readies his autogun and puts away the short sword

Then we open as many Barracks as possible while running for the nearest exit hoping that we are able to storm it to then retreat to our base in tho woods on trucks and on foot

>>2686350
Excellent, now, that will have to wait till we get back to base, so go ahead and join the looting. Unless one of you want to help me find an air conditioner, or insulation, preferably of a quality capable of blocking sound.

>>2686352
“So how are you causing the riot though?”

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>2686354
>Searching for the aforementioned resources.

>>2686354
“We uh, we have some of that, yeah. A little bit.”

>>2686358
Wonderful, take me to your climate control.

>>2686355
Opening all the doors and occupying the armory and arming the prisoners

>>2686370
“A large part of the prison won’t join us without some type of persuasion, and the ones that do won’t embe enough to take on the guards. Also, the armory is outside the walls”

>>2686383
How much damage can 14 veteran saboteurs do to a gatehouse?

> he says while checking over his equipment

>>2686427
“How much explosives do you have? Storm the gatehouse and they’ll cut you down with heavy stubbers.”

>>2686006
>The Leman Russ finishes off the enemy tank and then repeadtly rams itself into its burning husk. If it could speak, it would be yelling “DIE DIE DIE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

>>2686434
We are not yet detected so if we make our way to the gatehouse...

> he looks at bothmer

I just remembered something

How strong are the walls and would they be breached if you blow up let's say 4 frag grenades under it

>>2686436
Calm down Russy I need it's parts to fix you stop destroying the salvege you whant your front armor fixed right. It is dead now I must go to work moving toe stuff from here can you please not shoot pepole while I am gone. It might be hard to get you out if you do.
>goes out of Russy and starts looking thru the depot for valuable stuff

>>2686447
>Pyrrhus, uniform now splattered with brand new blood and gore, skips behind Cogran, humming some happy melody.

"Wonder what we're gonna find in there!"

>>2686441

"I have a better idea, how about we find out how many guards there are here and have one of us work on knocking them out while the other convinces the prisoners to our side and gets them ready for an escape."

>>2686459
You beter not destroy and valuable equipment.
>looks at him
Or anything else valuable.

>>2686503
"We'll see about that, friend!"

>>2686468
Dam I should have made sure of this before we started this

The imprisoned partisans should join us when we start the brakeout but I am unsure about the others and someone in here just killed the one supposed to rally them

Now we must start moving before our entry rout is discovered

>>2686544
"How the hell was the bird going to rally the prisoners before I killed him? Hell, I could rally them better!"

Rolled 1 + 10 (1d30 + 10)

>Rolling to see how many initially unwilling survivors of the guardsmen there are to convert, sacrifice, or enslave.

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>2686505
You are not my friend
>Cogran goes into the warehouse looking for valuable devices and trinkets.

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>2686572
>Rolling to see if the enemy commander survived and is able to be taken prisoner. He's there on a 40+

>>2686544

"I agree, we should start moving along and get this started before the guards realize what's going on, although I think we have at least some time."

>>2686568

"Well, in that case could you please rally them against the guards for us? Preferably everyone you can, including the guards if you think your good enough to do such a thing."

>>2686568
He's was a perfectly human priest before you killed him

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>2686573
"I don't think anybody else is your friend, so I volunteer regardless of your opinion!"

>Pyrrhus follows close behind, looking for anything of interest, mostly anything that will make things explode but he's not picky.

>>2686576
"I can probably rally some guys, yeah, but we need a plan beyond just charging the gates. Most won't do so unless driven into a berserker rage, and even then we'll have trouble taking the gate."

>>2686578
>He finds some frag grenades to add to the pile

>>2686573
>Finds a decent looking chainsword and a box of pillows

>>2686580
"Ooh, nice!"

>The instant he sees the explosives, they're instantly shoved back into his satchel.

"You find anything good?"

>>2686579
Well I have two men outside and eleven in here all armed with autoguns and frag grenades

And I would not aprove of a frontal charge by any of my men

That is why I would prefer using the tunnel we got in here using to collapse a section of wall to escape through without assaulting the gate

>>2686581
>picking up the chainsword
>>2686595
No I found the antithesis of good
>points at the box of pillows.
What do you even use those for

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>2686578
>O7 looks for anything of even minor use

>>2686606
>7 finds a box of printer paper

>>2686604
"Comfortable resting, pranks, or as a trade for insignificant items."

>>2686610
Comfort is overated and of no real import

>>2686603

"That could work, but you know what else could work? Sneaking up to were the gate controls are knocking out any guard in the way and letting everyone out. While I do that you two can rally everyone for the breakout."

>>2686627
"Please refer to the rest of my list, then."

>>2686630
Before I do I must ask.
What is the deal with comfort why do you Meatbags crave it so much even when you can get a lot more done if you instead focus your energy on productive things.

>>2686628
If you're plan don't work

You will be on entrenchment and sanitation duty regardless of how much Ivris complain

>>2686709
"Because not everyone is a lonely and grumpy workaholic like you, Cogran."

Rolled 60 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2686724
This conversation is unproductive
>he pick up the box of pillows and goes out to Russy
Ok now Russy let's get you fixed up now shal we.
>Cogran tries to repair Russy using to remains of the enemy Russ.

>>2686738
>The machine spirit whispers to you as you cannibalize the parts

“Yessssss... it feels so good! I am a new machine! Give me more! I want to crush and destroy and dominate all lesser machines! GIVE ME EVERYTHING! GIVE ME THE PRIZES OF MY KILL!”

>The machine spirit descends into insane giggling

>>2686738
"Ooh, fixing stuff? Can I help? I'm pretty good at that, despite expectations!"

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>2686358
With the help of volunteers, Jay picks out an AC, and as much, high quality insulation as she can find.

>>2686579
>flap flap
>caw!
Shes right, i have an idea, i could scout ahead. its not like they are going to notice

>>2686776
>It’s not a lot, but you’ll be able to make a closet sized fridge

>>2686777
Did you not have a plan before we came in here or were you to reliant on your deamon friends

>>2686784
Reliant on what? I am a bird for the time being. That has its pros and cons. Pros being i can scout for you un detected until i get my new body.

>>2686791
What was your plan to get out or did you not have one

>>2686753
>placing a hand on its front
Calm down now Russy what is it with this personality switch. You hated fighting loyalists only an hour ago and now you seem to be into this moder destroy thing.
>going back to working on repairing Russys front armor
>>2686758
No you are not ruching Russy it is to important for you Meatbags

>>2686791
“Sure, go ahead and fly little bird.”

>>2686804
"What, repairing a tank? You severely underestimate me, Cog!"

>>2686819
>>2686804
(Whoops, trip fell off.)

>>2686803
Force feed some poor bastard the chaos juice and simply go back the way i came, with Area in toe.
Being a bird is only a minor setback, soon i will be more powerful than i ever was.

>>2686804

“It’s just that, when they hit me, I got so mad and scared, but when I hit them back I felt so GOOD. Being drenched in blood and oil, crushing metal beneath my treads, killing and destroying... it’s all taken on a new light. I’m MADE for it, but before today it was merely my duty as a servile machine... now, I realize that I can kill not just because it is my duty... but because I also WANT to do it!”

>>2686829
Now i have some scouting to do
>flap flap
>he flaps away, you hear a caw in the distance

>>2686808
Ok then miss Area soon it's our turn

> he once again check his equipment

> 3 magazines and 2 frag grenades

Let's hope the men remember what it is to be free

>>2686829
Remind me to never trust you or any bird again

>>2686819
That I do not
You might be skilled and have experience above most others but you are not a flower of the omnissahia so I do not trust you have the experience or the tolls to repair such a marvellous machine.

>>2686837
You have no idea what happened. I have defied death itself thanks to the powers of tzeentch. i will tell you the story when im comfortable talking about it.

>>2686830
Ok so this is not that you are starting to worship korn or something. Not that you worshiping that entity is anything bad if you do it. Do you whant anything special from here as a trophy or something.

>>2686840
"Pretty sure they had me fixing a couple of these things back when we hadn't turned away from the Corpse Emperor for a reason but if this is such a holy task then i'll leave you to continue talking to some metal by yourself."

>Pyrrhus shrugs and walks off, probably to scour the place for any explosives he can grab.

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>2686717

"Trust me, I'll be fine." She says before slipping into the shadows and slowly starting to go to where she thought the gate controls were. Hopefully she would get there easily and without a hitch.

>>2686856
Hey, stop playing with your tank and get loaded up, none of us know what it would take to build you a manufactorum. You do, presumably.

>>2686848
I have no interest in your bird or any death defying you might have done your plan was to leave much here to die and that I will not forget or forgive you for along time

>>2686886
How fun.