The kinslayer,the dominator of the crucible the herald of khorne in the screaming vortex has breached into the materium through warp drenched skies as he stalls his hunt for chaos champions to face the servants of the corpse emperor as he bellows the chant of his daemonic lord.
"BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD"

>READY TO FIRE.-Ranged combat skill 1d100.
>BEGONE DAEMON-CQC skill-1d100.

>BEGONE DAEMON-CQC skill-1d100.

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>3250145
>>READY TO FIRE.-Ranged combat skill 1d100.

>>3250145
>READY TO FIRE
SHOOT HIM IN THE FUCKING FACE AAAAAAAAA

Rolled 16 (1d100)

Shoot

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>3250145
CAN'T HAVE BLOOD WHEN IT GETS EVAPORATED

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>>3250313
>rolled-86
The horrid screams of the daemon spur the hordes of cultists ever closer as the symbols of khorne on their flesh alight with burning bloodlust in the presence of one of his heralds.They charge closer with brittle axes and stub weaponry wielded in a battle fury that turns the weak armament into a deadly dance of death that no man can stand against,
The chaplain makes his stand and cries out.
"BROTHERS WE SHALL STAND FOR DORN THIS DAY AND DRIVE THIS MONSTER FROM THE MALEFICARUM BACK!"
You shoulder your cannon and burn a mighty path through the cultist horde with the solar fury of your plasma cannon.
Your shot sears through countless cultists melting symbols and combusting flesh until it reaches its target.
Your burning white stream of wrathful plasma smashes into the herald of khorne burning his torso and sending it smashing back into a building.
But it rises again wounded and lacking a horn as it screams.
"FETID WEAKLINGS YOU WILL DIE IN THE NAME OF KHORNE THIS DAY HE SHALL HAVE YOUR SKULLS!".

>PLASMA FOR THE PLASMA GOD-roll 1d100 ranged.

>SKULLS FOR THE GOLDEN THRONE-roll 1d100 CQC.

>>3250332
>SKULLS FOR THE GOLDEN THRONE
KILL

>SKULLS FOR THE GOLDEN THRONE-roll 1d100 CQC.

>>3250332
Link to old thread so I can give it a read-through?

>>3250348
>>3215284 is thread 1. We're a Black Templars Devastator.

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>3250332
>SKULLS FOR THE GOLDEN THRONE-roll 1d100 CQC.

No point pissing against the tide, hoping we can go for a HUMILIATION

>>3250348
Speaking of which, is the old thread archived?

>>3250357
shit.no

if anyone wants to archive id be grateful as ive just got to nip out for tea.

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>3250357
I know that we did successful battle against the Orks on Armageddon, where are we currently and what is our mission?

Rolled 76 (1d100)

Finish it in melee attempt to behead it!

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>3250332
SKULLS FOR THE GOLDEN THRONE-roll 1d100 CQC

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>>3250373
>crit.
You roar your cry to match the daemonic foe.
"NO PITY! NO REMORSE! NO FEAR!"
You smash pitiful cultists apart as you draw your power blade screaming litanies to the emperor as you face this daemonic herald and prepare to strike him down with the fury of a son of dorn.
"COME THEN WEAKLING FACE A WARRIOR OF THE TRUE GOD"
Your charge against the daemon is assisted by not only your brothers fire purging a path for your charge but also the daemon slicing through his own cultists to get closer to your defeat.
Battle is met as your sword smashes against his hellblade as underneath a warp tainted sky an heir of sigismund strikes a servant of the dark gods.
Your blows are parried expertly as the bloodletter counters the disintegrating might of the power field with his own warp forged blade as you spar on even ground with this monster.
But then your skill begins to show itself as you smash and crack the daemonic pommel with a mighty strike as you hit with the fury of man.
"A WORTHY FOE" the beast cries in its eightfold tongue as it too is spurred to greater skill by the eldrich fury of its lord.
Your blows begin to connect further as you hit low looking for the legs and forcing the beast to dodge before straining your armor to surge high catching the daemon off guard and badly wounding its face.
"NO I WILL NOT DIE HERE I WILL CLAIM YOUR SKULL FOR THE SKULL THRONE!"
Its next strike smashes into your pauldron cracking the ceramite and nearly spearing your flesh.
But in its haste your rear your sword once more to exploit to opening and rip your sword from its head to its knees as you split the daemon in two.
"FOR THE EMPEROR"
You cry as your brothers are reinvigorated by the daemons death as cultists flee at the sight of their dead saviour.
The battle afterwards is a slaughter as cultists are culled and the land is purified.
"You have shown strength brother.Dorn looks upon you this day"
Chaplain amadeus shouts.
You have done your duty to the crusade.
But you once more yearn for the next battle.
It is in your nature.
You are astartes.
You are the emperors fury.

>roll 2d100.

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>>3250372
in a campaign to retake the screaming vortex,
currently assaulting a thousand sons held fortress world

Rolled 75, 46 = 121 (2d100)

>>3250586
So we just killed a Herald of Khorne. On our 5th birthday we'll melee a Bloodthirster to death

>>3250612
yer lucky that roll was as good as it was.
the dc was 80.

Rolled 82, 32 = 114 (2d100)

>>3250586

>>3250621
I mean, this is fluff marines vs fluff daemons

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>>3250631
yeah thats it.
You can get better by spending time in the cages and just gaining more combat experience to lower the DC of the fights.(80-70-60)
But even fluff marines will fucking die to a lot of shit.
You are a devastator marine.
Even dante CQC legend loses most of his local forces when he fights Ka bandra.
So dont expect you charging across the field at ahriman or swinging blows with kharn to end well.

>>3250652
>Ka'bandha
>Nah, I was thinking we would tk Doombreed 2da bar| but OK

Rolled 20, 88 = 108 (2d100)

>>3250586

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>>3250612
>rolled-78-46.
The black templars have stood fast on many more fronts this day as while the breaches were made into the chaos fortresses the foe launched a bloody assault.
Thousand sons sorcerers summoned a great horde of daemons to fight alongside their mortal allies.
The imperial guard was hard pressed as across the line thousands died to the wailed screeching of cultists as lasfire was drowned under a tide of brutalised flesh and heavy weapons teams were fried in their dugouts by great streams of immaterial flame coming from the bolters of the 15th and the hands of the damned librarians.
The templars were victorious as bolt shell and chainsword shattered ragged carapace and ripped apart flesh of cultist and daemon alike.
Even though the astartes proved their worth as blood soaked the field and heroes made individual feats of valour many guardsmen died to the unstoppable horde of the warp and the unassailable hulls of ashen rubricae which lasfire could not pierce.
The basilisks did their duty and the bastions are breached but a heavy toll has been taken by the mortal men of the imperium.

10 templars dead.
16 regiments badly bloodied and reorganised into lesser remnants.


"brother you have done well this day."
"thank you captain"
"we have made a breach and the eternal crusade demands our wrath sword brethren."
"i will do what needs to be done"

SELECT MISSION.


>RESIST AND BITE
"brother the administratum has brought to our awareness the nature of this world as it was a fortress world when it fell to the predations of chaos.The head techmarine has been in communication with the mechanicus elements alongside the guard and they have marked possible caches to reclaim.We could use you brother to either assess what the foe may have or reclaim what was lost."

>DORNS FURY.
"brother the enemy bastion identified as the traitors storeroom has been cracked open and needs to be reclaimed.The enemy seems to be mostly maddened cultists and ragged pyskers but be warned they have dug up outdated but still effective gear.The men of krieg are prepared to give their lives in the breach.Be the hammer to their punch brother."

>HATRED OF SIGISMUND.
"brother the thousand sons have ranged from their main stronghold identified as the Light of the corvidae to a lesser bastion the Heart of truth.We have breached the walls of the lesser bastion and the proud troops of cadia will be the shock force that breaches.
We could use your aid brother in cracking the bastion and opening the road to the stronghold so that we can drive the filthy wytches off this world and reclaim it in the name of the crusade.

>>3250731
>HATRED OF SIGISMUND.
TSons, don't give them time to prepare.

https://pastebin.com/SQ5BC1Eh

heres the paste for the charsheet.

>>3250731
>HATRED OF SIGISMUND.

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>>3250819
>>3251139
"i will see the foul scions of the fifteenth defeated captain."
"good sword brethren. strike hard and fast and show that dorns blood does not falter from the fight"

The frontline is hectic as cadians run about in drilled lines as supplies are handed out and armored companies roll to assault positions as demolisher captains scream for their screening troops to get in position and the scream of countless mortal throats deafens lesser senses under the drone of the pre battle preparations.
As the highest rank templar amongst your squad you enter the militarum command tent.
as you enter salutes go out as the cadian general stops his talk and silences his subordinates to greet you.
"lord astartes it is good to see you with us with your might we should see these traitors off.We are conducting a 3 pronged assault on the bastion with an armored spearhead into the main gate to smash it open and allow the assault to begin in earnest alongside a smaller wave that will swarm through the holes in the wall to disrupt the defenders and prevent them from attacking our tanks.The final assault of the operation is a sabotage operation of karskin squads using a hellbore drill to smash into their basements to potentially disrupt whatever ritual they are planning or failing that hit the defenders from the rear.
Your aid would be appreciated in any of these sectors my lord."

>ASSAULT THE MAIN GATE.

>BREACH THE WALLS.

>UNDERGROUND OP

>>3251284

>ASSAULT THE MAIN GATE

>>3251284
>ASSAULT THE MAIN GATE.

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im off to bed ill type some more up tomorrow.

>>3251284
>ASSAULT THE MAIN GATE

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>>3251350
>>3251357
>>3251401
"FOR THE EMPEROR!"
A rallied cry screams across the battlefield as thousands of men charge through stubfire and warpbolts with faith in their hearts and the emperors fury in their voice.
The men of cadia have fought against chaos for thousands of years and this is their element.
You are currently using your superhuman agility to keep up with the charging column of armour as the speartip begins firing at the great walls of the bastion.
You shoulder and shoot a few bursts of your own as you melt stone and fry whatever pitiful scum was hiding behind their combusted cover as you yourself shrug off the hail of gunfire and dodge the bolters of the 15th.

the vox screams with priority targets as you shoulder your cannon and fire.

>2d100.

Rolled 84, 60 = 144 (2d100)

>>3253404

Rolled 83, 4 = 87 (2d100)

>>3253404

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>>3253451
>rolled-crit-70
your shot beams across the battlefield melting durasteel and rending ceramite as you obliterate one of the thousand sons sorcerers as plasma melts through warp forged armour and his comrades look in rage at the death of their brother to the hands of a mindless weakling.Your brothers surge forward reaping their own rewards as boltshells rip apart cultists and rubricae are stalled as they reposition from the ground sundering beneath their feet from the shots of the vengeance launcher.
The guard push forward as battle cannons fire their own barrage as ordinance smashes chaos fortifications and shots hit the rubricae on the walls sending them flying off of it forcing them back.
Demolisher shots pound at the gate as ceramite and durasteel bend under the barrage until the gate gives and a hole is formed for the guard to push.
The men of cadia give their all as they push through the gaps in the line as flamers and lasfire incinerate cultists and the foul worshippers of the dark gods are sent back to the warp to be consumed in their failure before the might of the militarum and the valour of the defenders of the Kasrs.

>>3253543
roll 2d100.

Rolled 64, 32 = 96 (2d100)

>>3253547

Rolled 59, 4 = 63 (2d100)

>>3253547

Rolled 33, 67 = 100 (2d100)

>>3253543

Rolled 97, 59 = 156 (2d100)

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>>3253624
rolled-55-77.
The scorching fire of lasfire is now met with the hoarse screams of the cultists as they utter heretical oaths in the name of the chaos gods.
as guardsmen sell their lives in the breaches they begin to falter as bayonets are met with crude axes and salvaged knives and lasfire is met with stub rounds as carapace breaks and blood surges.
But for every guardsman that dies 10 more take his place as the breaches are stormed by flamer troops as the cultist hordes are driven back by holy promethium and guardsmen spill into the inner bastion as cultists are driven towards hastily dug lines before the citadel and grenadiers spill from the imperial lines to dig them out.
The russ company moves as well as they smash through the gate and turn their cannons on the mass of cultists in their barracks as ammo stores are exploded from battle cannon rounds and makeshift bunkers are shattered by demolisher fire.
You charge with your brothers as well but are lagged behind as you are forced into cover from entering the gate as streams of warpfire erupt from the sons lines and you begin trench fighting of your own as patreus shoots and smashes a rubricae limb just to catch an errant warpbolt that hits through his armour and penetrates the carapace leaving him wounded and you are forced to provide cover with your cannon and drive off the foe while the guardsmen push unsupported.
>roll 2d100.

Rolled 75, 1 = 76 (2d100)

>>3253823

Rolled 16, 91 = 107 (2d100)

>>3253823

Rolled 62, 61 = 123 (2d100)

>>3253823

moving house a bit tonight so ill have to update tomorrow.

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>>3254058
>rolled 84-71.
As the battle continues screaming bolts of lasfire erupt across skies stained with eldrich warpfire as the imperial guard makes their breakthrough as cadian blood shines through and the cultists begin to break and splinter as pinpoint strikes from the russ company devastate fighting positions and shock troops smash into the trench line and begin a bloody bayonet duel.
You call for evac and Patreus limps off the battlefield in a chimera as your brothers raise an apothecary to aid him.
Your duty to your brothers done you raise you fury and fire full force into the rubricae lines as you shrug off stub fire as you smelt pauldrons with righteous plasma as you prove the decisive attack as the sight of imperial demigods smashing through their own astartes breaks the cultist line as they either retreat into disgusting holes and crevices or the more stalwart pull back to the safety of the inner citadel or fight to the death against the men of cadia.
The rubricae and the aspiring sorcerers use the cultists as a distraction to funnel into the citadel and save what is left of their forces.
The courtyard is won and the men are assembling.
It is time to breach the inner citadel and face whatever foul concotion the thousand sons have made.

>roll 4d100

Rolled 59, 92, 52, 62 = 265 (4d100)

>>3255982
Rollan
>>3254172
...how did it go?

Rolled 73, 71, 20, 88 = 252 (4d100)

>>3255982

Rolled 34, 80, 67, 5 = 186 (4d100)

>>3255982

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>>3256025
>>3256280
Pretty good thanks just moved into a new apartment.should be getting the rest of my stuff moved in at the weekend.
>rolled
81-crit-52-62.

As you prepare to strike the citadel and guard teams ready melta charges to breach the walls the crews are blasted into smithereens by great streams of warpfire as the citadel alights with eldrich energy spearing into the sky and alighting the vortex of the void.
The orders are screamed.
"PULL BACK GUARDSMEN"
A great withdrawal is marked with thousands of men redeployed in minutes as men huddle with lasguns under the shadow of the breached walls as they desperately entrench themselves against this terror.
The spire of warpfire shimmers and fades and all sound silences,
But then an eldrich screech forms that shatters ears and disrupts communication.
Suddenly vox systems alight.
"This..this is sergeant cassie of the 186th karskin we have failed in our duty the the..traitors have summoned something and its instoppable!"
the vox dies as the sounds from the tower cease.
A great rumbling then appears as guardsmen steady themselves and you of the astartes ready for battle in the name of sigismund.
At last the great doors of the tower smash open flying meters away as they crash with a thunderous sound on the floor.
Lasfire hits the opening and the concentration takes down the initial push as squads of rubricae fall to the burning wrath of man.
But then a great push of flesh streams towards the lines as you fire your cannon to stem the tide as a screaming horde of horrors stream forth in an unending tide forever reincarnating themselves in an unstoppable unchanging horde.
And then alongside the horrors comes a squad of terrors that would break mortal men.
5 exalted sorcerers come forth striding as titanic demigod mage warriors to bring death to the imperium and those who would dare defy them followed by lesser but no less deadly amounts of aspiring sorcerer understudies.

>roll 3d100

Rolled 78, 100, 19 = 197 (3d100)

>>3256349

Rolled 5, 80, 12 = 97 (3d100)

>>3256349

Rolled 75, 99, 72 = 246 (3d100)

>>3256349
DEATH TO THE HERETICS

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>>3256409
>>3256370
>>3256367
rolled-97-crit-72.
As the sorcerers join the fight great tendrils of eldrich fire erupt from their bodies as countless guardsmen and horrors are fried before their physic might.
You meet this push of fire with your own as the plasma emitted from your cannon strikes down the battlefield frying all in its path as the endless spawning horrors are annihilated as they clone straight back into the path of lasfire until your plasma finally hits its target as one of the sorcerers is stricken by your blast and erupts like a physic bomb frying one of his subordinate sorcerers in the blast zone.
The sons of prospero react to this with wrath and begin to switch targets and prepare to bring death to you however their laxity proves their downfall as like its namesake a leman russ demolisher brings ruin to the sorcerers and impacts in the center of their coven as pauldrons are shattered and ceramite cracks.
Opportunistic sharpshooters take their chances as the sorcerers lose limbs and bodily functions as their carapace is tested against the wrath of cadia and more of the aspiring sorcerers are cut off from the shields of the exalted and left to the lethal mercies of the guard sharpshooters as the sons ranks falter and rubricae fall back to being barely moving automata without a leader.
The vox screams over your helmet.

"This is captain oberon to brethren wulfrik Stand fast against those wyches support is incoming from above.prove the might of the templars on this world before the horrors of the maleficarum."

>roll 3d100

Rolled 51, 49, 76 = 176 (3d100)

>>3256429

Rolled 48, 50, 6 = 104 (3d100)

>>3256429
Sons of Rogal "The Wall" Dorn

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>>3256437
>rolled 73-59-76.
The daemonic horde smashes into the lines of the guard as horrors rip apart limbs and devour necks as an endless swarm of change melts all before it.
The reorganised sons of prospero make their stand as the russ tanks of the guard are telekinetically thrown across the trench line evaporating what poor souls stand in its path as emplacements are smashed and the line falters.
But it does not break as you move to do the will of dorn as you fire your cannon forcing the sorcerous sons into psy shields to dissapate a round of plasma and boltfire and vengeance grenades are thrown off course and instead detonating horrors and throwing limbs sky ward.
The guard fights further as bayonet trades with claw and rubricae warpbolt is reconciled with the wrathful fire of militarum bolter teams.
But salvation is at hand in this dark hour.

A great bolt of immaterial fire erupts as air pressure erupts and a purple cloud shrouds the area...

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"NONE SHALL FIND US WANTING"
A great cry erupts from the shadow as a charge of demigods erupts from the mist as the blood ravens arrive to bring the wrath of aurelia.
"STAND FAST BROTHERS"
Terminator armor charges forth as storm bolters and power fists begin to claim daemonic lives and the great wrath of the thousand sons is suppressed as the librarians of aurelia begin their physic duel but leading the charge is a grand man of red a pinnacle of a space marine.

"ALL FORCES THIS IS CHAPTER MASTER GABRIEL ANGELOS LET US DRIVE THESE TRAITORS TO THEIR DEATHS"
A great thunderhammer smashes into the chaos ranks as daemons are smashed before it and condemned to death and the eternal wrath of their god before the strike of a demigod in the flesh.

>roll 3d100

Rolled 98, 88, 20 = 206 (3d100)

>>3256501

Rolled 85, 34, 28 = 147 (3d100)

>>3256501
Ah good, more Space Marines

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>>3256504
dont forget that these are the SPESS MARHIENS AND THE EMPRAHS FUREH.

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>>3256505
don't forget the GIFTS

Rolled 100, 16, 7 = 123 (3d100)

>>3256501
CHARGE!!!

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>>3256503
>>3256504
>>3256520
>rolled crit 98 20.
the appearance of the blood ravens reinvigorates the imperial forces as guardsmen surge forth and bayonets sever the many limbed monstrosities of chaos and the remaining russes of the armour fire a deadly barrage into the thousand sons as the last of the rubricae die as they fall to ashen remnants as dust seeps out of what remains of their blasted hulks.
The blood ravens continue their charge as terminators rip and tear through the daemonic forces and librarians scorch the sorcerer line.
But the hero of the hour is the black templars as you stride forth with the purpose of dorn and the wrath of sigismund and fire your cannon and eviserate countless horrors before turning your desperate wrath upon the thousand sons as they desperately try to defend in vain as your shot scorches ceramite and you reduce the amount of sorcerers to one exalted and his beaten lackeys as the sons line erupts in deathly warpfire that scatters around and the sky lights up with baleful purple as the sons use their last energies to blacken the skies.
As the skies fill with warpfire the wrath of the blood ravens is blunted as thunderhawks are pulled off course to avoid the physic backlash and keep their company safe.
The daemons spend what they can and surge once more in a final assault to batten down the imperial forces in a last stand as the last of the sons prepare a profane ritual.
>roll 3d100.

Rolled 4, 35, 20 = 59 (3d100)

>>3256534
HOLD THE LINE!

Rolled 37, 92, 7 = 136 (3d100)

>>3256534
Thousand Sons hate us now

>>3256549
luckily these are the renegade lads so the sortarius part of the legion are unaware of your shenanigans.

Rolled 95, 49, 37 = 181 (3d100)

>>3256534
Once this is over we must bolt everything down

Rolled 96, 7, 84, 31 = 218 (4d100)

Rolling to secure wargear from becoming gifts

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>>3256594
>rolled crit-59-37.
The warriors of the militarum are smashed by the last charge of the abominations as guardsmen sell their lives dearly and the men of cadia pay the blood price for victory as the horrors push forth.
The blood ravens are bogged down as the storm continues and the thunderhawks fail to breach and are left impotent in the atmosphere but the terminators push forward as the line is held as horrors are fisted aside and hammered into the ground.
But once more you prove the decisive blow as you hit the horrors with your brothers and leave them decimated and broken as the purple horrors dissapate and the blue horrors are crushed underfoot.
but no matter the valour of the templars the push of the horrors has served its purpose as the last of the sons complete their scorceries and exit through a tear in space from the battlefield as librarians desperately try to track them.

The day is won.
the blood ravens have landed in force and the bastion is secure.
the men of cadia have paid dearly but have proved their might.
Victory for dorn.
Glory to sigismund.
For the emperor.

>roll 2d100 for mission dorns fury result.

Rolled 100, 83 = 183 (2d100)

>>3256634
Let us praise the fallen for the ultimate price they have paid this day.

Rolled 69, 81 = 150 (2d100)

>>3256634
rollan
>>3256562
So rather than Magnus, it's just Ahriman who hates our guts.
>We should've picked Space Wolf so we could repeat the Russ-Magnus love-hate relationship with a new generation.

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>>3256637
>dorns fury.
The traitor bastion was taken expertly by the superior siege tactics of the death korps as the cultists were decimated by expertly planned barrages blowing up ammo stockpiles causing catastrophic chain reactions that bloodied the cultists so much so that it was less a battle and more a clean up operation.

"brother wulfrik you have fought with valour this day.We have been reinforced by the blood ravens alongside their chapter master.Their support should at least nullify the foul scorceries used by the traitors of the 15th.

>Actions pick 3
>speak to the guard.which regiment-Krieg,cadians
>speak to the blood ravens.
>check the library for new shit to read.
>check the armory for new shit.
>speak with the chaplaincy.Purity is paramount.have yourself tested for loyalties and corruption-Takes 2 action slots.

>>3256692
>speak with the chaplaincy.Purity is paramount.have yourself tested for loyalties and corruption-Takes 2 action slots.
>speak to the guard.which regiment-Krieg,

OR
>speak to the guard.which regiment-Krieg
>speak to the blood ravens.
>check the armory for new shit.

I'll leave it up to you guys though. I just hopped into this quest today and have not yet had a chance to read the backstory.

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>>3256694
archive is on suptg.
https://pastebin.com/SQ5BC1Eh-charsheet.

Tldr;black templar devastator kicks ork ass on armageddon and burns thraka and becomes a sword brethren because of it.now going on a crusade to liberate some worlds in the screaming vortex ending in a forge world of the dark mechanicus.
the quest premise is that you are a normalish marine.
but it is on fluff for everyone so while you can and have killed a herald of khorne that is also a small fry in the daemon hierarchy so we are a marine training to be the best in our weight class it seems.
you can rank up and do better things but this is it for now.
combat range is you can fight lesser daemons comfortably and also some less skilled chaos marines but veterans of the HH and anything higher than lesser daemon level will fuck you up.
And in xenos terms you can beat a tau warrior but will probably lose against a battlesuit.
and you are terribly equipped for fighting against eldar so i suppose you could take out what armour they have if their farseer is an absolute failure.

>>3256703
Thanks! I'll go find it now.The pastebin doesn't work for me.

Will the chaplaincy help in ranking up? I'm not overly familiar with the 40k world and the different factions/classes.

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>>3256712
Chaplaincy will make sure you are seen as pure and cant be called chaotic and can also physically check that you havent picked up any memetic chaos bullshit.
to expand into a skill path like going and becoming a techmarine or choosing the path of the chaplain or studying to become a captain yourself will require you to speak to the veterans on the strike cruiser as discussions on ethos and promotion paths are difficult to set up in a battlefield situation.
but yes speaking to the chaplains will help you with the upgrade path as you cant do it if you stink of chaos bullshit and have no idea what chaplains are.

>>3256692
speak to the blood ravens
>check the library for new shit to read.
>check the armory for new shit.

>>3256730
Nice. Thanks for all the info.

Guess I'll stick with this then.

>speak with the chaplaincy.Purity is paramount.have yourself tested for loyalties and corruption-Takes 2 action slots.

for the purity to help rank up in general and

>speak to the guard.which regiment-cadians
In regards to the second part of speaking about ethos. I think becoming a captain would be pretty sweet and speaking with them should help.

>>3256692
>speak with the chaplaincy.Purity is paramount.have yourself tested for loyalties and corruption-Takes 2 action slots.
>speak to the guard.which regiment-cadians

Speak with Blood Ravens and learn how to steal equipment

>>3257616
I pretty sure those are given to them.

ill write in 5 hrs with the votes we have until we have any latecomers.

>>3256692
>Speak with the Chaplaincy. Purity is paramount. Have yourself tested for loyalties and corruption.
>Speak to the Blood Ravens. Be sure to zip your pockets closed.

>>3256692
>speak with the chaplaincy.Purity is paramount.have yourself tested for loyalties and corruption-Takes 2 action slots.
>speak to the guard.which regiment-cadians

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>Speak to the chaplaincy.
"it is good to see you brother it is dangerous to spend time on this world so close to the horrors of the warp.
Better men than we have fallen prey to the daemonic influences that rot the soul.
We shall cleanse you brother to make sure the taint is removed.
>CORRUPTION REMOVED.
>PURITY RESTORED.

>Speak to the blood ravens.

"greetings templar we are the blood ravens of subsector aurelia.
We have come to bring the wrath of our bolters and bootheels to these disgusting traitors.
But we have heart as alongside the mighty baneblades of our allies and the staunch resolve of our librarius we will defeat the foe and earn acclaim for the chapter.
Combat ethos?
We use librarian support backed up with high quality wargear and relic equipment to turn the tide and be the epitome of what the elite of the forces of the imperium should be.
>knowledge gained-basic blud rehven lore.

>missions.
>RESIST AND LOOT
"brother the administratum has brought to our awareness the nature of this world as it was a fortress world when it fell to the predations of chaos.The head techmarine has been in communication with the mechanicus elements alongside the guard and they have marked possible caches to reclaim.We could use you brother to either assess what the foe may have or reclaim what was lost.the blood ravens shall accompany you on this"

>INTO THE DEPTHS.
"brother the bastion you cleared had an underground assault go awry as you know but we know not what horrors were unleashed.
The blood raven terminators could use your plasma to scorch whatever the sons have done.

>PRELUDE TO THE SIEGE.
"brother the thousand sons cultists are staging a guerrilla campaign that has killed advance forces trying to set up a siege ground outside their stronghold.
Move with the templars brother as we and the tanks of the guard shall be the iron fist that shatters flesh and crushes all who oppose us.

>>3259105
>RESIST AND LOOT
>the blood ravens shall accompany you
SOMEONE needs to make sure they don't get too gift-happy desu

>>3259105
>>RESIST AND LOOT

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>>3259141
>>3259159
"very well brother but be warned these are potentially chaos havens due to the length these have been on this world.Count nothing for granted."

You and your brothers exercise a purposeful stride as you march next to your mechanicus allies and a squad of the blood ravens.
The march is long and dusty as you stride across bloody battlefields and bombed out husks as imperial building have been reduced to shadows of their former selves as the predations of the annihilator and the wrath of battle have torn down the hallmarks of the imperium,
The vox springs to action.
"Astartes we shall be approaching a bastion soon prepare to enter and extract what is left.
In the omnissiahs grace we shall preserve."

>roll 2d100

Rolled 87, 96 = 183 (2d100)

>>3259366

Rolled 42, 77 = 119 (2d100)

>>3259366
Check my crits

Rolled 12, 39 = 51 (2d100)

>>3259366

Rolled 85, 8 = 93 (2d100)

>>3259366

Rolled 3 (1d4)

>>3259432
>rolled 87-96.
The tech priest perform their rites as they spin up cogitators and bring out the holy oils.the sound of the work draws out the forces of the dark gods however you are vigilant and hearty and your martial might sees them off with bolt shell and plasma blast.
The great doors of the store open and you see.

1.Relic Rhino.
2.a collection of useful trinkets and tools.
3.is that a baneblade!?
4.a quite nice looking chainsword.

>>3260901
>Rolled 3 (1d4)
IT IS THE BEHNBLADE

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>>3260901
As the doors open and the lights switch on a great figure is illuminated through the dusty air.
You see it first as your superhuman senses scream into action and your memories harken back to your service on armageddon.
You have found a Martian baneblade.
The tech priests are overcome with glee.
"Omnissiahs grace this is beyond my experience."
"call for recovery adept we require further astartes presence to secure this."

You wait vigilant while the tech priests recover and fortify the compound before the order to continue the mission is granted.
After all if this was what was found so far what sort of bounties could the omnissiah offer us as well.

>roll 2d100

Rolled 92, 25 = 117 (2d100)

>>3260909

Rolled 80, 92 = 172 (2d100)

>>3260909

>>3260909
So I was reading more lore and Living Saints sound pretty badass. Is there a chance we can become one?

Rolled 4, 37 = 41 (2d100)

>>3260909
ELEVEN BARRELS OF HELL

>>3261037
...probably not. We're badass enough as a Black Templar, and anyway no Astartes has ever become a Living Saint.

Rolled 51, 13 = 64 (2d100)

>>3260909

Rolled 94, 59 = 153 (2d100)

>>3260909

Rolled 1 (1d4)

>>3261010
>>3260999
>>3261041
>>3261051
>>3261509
>>3261010
>rolled 80-92.

As you traverse the battlefields and range through the bombed out husks of habs you feel a growing sense of unease as the chaos presence is more deeply rooted as the now slavering cultists rush you with religious fury and do not stop even when wounded and push further in a blood fury driven more by their growing injuries.
As techpriests chant their words and burn incense your feeling of unease is alleviated somewhat as it looks however impossible it may be that the chaos corruption is retreating from the holy smoke as the symbols seem to lose their luster and eagles shine brighter in what remains of the solar light.
Before long however you enter the long halls of a mechanicus enclave and smash your way past whatever rabid servitors and ragged turrets operate until the priests make their way to the inner bastion and begin preparing the rite of operation.

The doors open with a mighty groan as chains and machinery shrugs off century old rust as the enclave reveals its prize.

1.a quite nice looking power sword.
2.a collection of useful trinkets and tools.
3.a kastellan maniple.
4.?

>>3261543
>A fine power sword
Can we keep it, can we?

>>3261543
Oh boi, guess it's time to hand our old power sword to Azkilon

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>>3261543
Dust billows from the room as the door opens on the horde of the mechanicum.
Tech priest immediately surge in and begin fawning over tech data and cogitator research as the enclave satisfies the followers of the machine cult with their quest for knowledge.
However you spot something better as you spot an astartes grade power sword much like your own encased within a stasis field.
You beg over the techpriest and they deactivate and allow you to check it over.
It seems expertly crafted and possesses perfect balance a fine tool for any swordsman.
the techpriests are uninterested in the sword which is more suited for a man of your stature and the blood ravens seem more entranced by the gene records of the mechanicus and the experiments done on what appears to be geneseed.
>ITEM FOUND MASTERCRAFT POWER BLADE.
+25 to cqc but reverts to plus 5 after 7 turns.

>equip?
>yes?
>no?


>roll 3d100.

Rolled 92, 14, 4 = 110 (3d100)

>>3261552
>Equip
>YES

>Gift our old sword to Azkilion or whoever is the best in melee

Rolled 7, 30, 31 = 68 (3d100)

>>3261552
>yes
Also, what does "7 turns" mean, exactly? I'm assuming the first 7 turns of any fight.

Rolled 58, 99, 55 = 212 (3d100)

>>3261552
Yes, equip.

Rolled 69, 81, 58 = 208 (3d100)

>>3261552
>Yes

Why we keep getting good melee weapons despite being a devastator with almost no bonus to melee skills? I guess we should start to train our melee skills.

>>3261597
Maybe,but since we have a better sword,why not keep it ?

>>3261569
7 turns means that you get 7 rolls with the bonus before it runs out.
In short this means it reverts to a +5 after it runs out compared to a chainswords constant +10.
This means that if you end up in a protracted boarding operation or a large scale battle or otherwise get cut off-(faulty drop pod)
It wont end that well.

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"Azikiel take my blade"
"Hm brother?"
"i am as the mortals say 'trading up'"
"ah thank you then brother"

You trade off your trusty blade and equip the perfectly aligned blade and exit the chamber as you feel a new drive towards the eternal crusade.
Your hearts strum with valour and hope for many glories to bring by the strength of your blade and the wrath of your cannon.
You have been vaunted as impressive for a marine but you feel you need to do more.
After all that would dishonour you and the chapter of course.

With your new thoughts contemplated you stride forth with purpose.

>rolled-58-99-55.

as the enclave is sealed once more and marked for excavation the blood ravens exit slouched and morose it seems.
But nevertheless you and your brothers are ready azikiel especially with your old blade as he shows the proper drive of a son of sigismund.
But even though the ravens are late the sons of dorn shall pull through.
You banish the thoughts from your mind as you move with purpose.
As you and the team navigate the wreck of this imperial world the cultists grow bolder with a great push that slows you down as they begin to find purchase and break the instruments of the techpriests.
You manage to make it to the final vault as you purify the hive scum that occupy the entrance to this area.
But soon auspex readings show ill as the techpriests perform their rites.
A great screaming noise smashes forward as the cultists have organised themselves into a mob of chaotic malcontents and malformed mutants.
Bolters are cocked by the ravens and you hum your cannon as you prepare to send this scum back to the grasp of the gods.

>roll 2d100

>>3261673
>After all that would dishonour you and the chapter of course.
After all not doing that would dishonour you and the chapter of course.

edit because i am a gibbon

>>3261652
Alright.
>So is this the first 7 rolls of any given battle? Or only the first 7 rolls since we found it?
>Does "roll" refer to each individual result that an anon rolls (dice+3d100 counts as 3 rolls), or simply to each anon's roll action (3d100 is one roll).
These might seem like stupid questions, but I want to avoid any possible ambiguity.

Rolled 4, 19 = 23 (2d100)

>>3261673
Also, rollan in a new post because I forgot to update before posting

Rolled 62, 6 = 68 (2d100)

>>3261673

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>>3261678
no problem.
if there is an issue just ask.
id be a shit QM if i didnt explain what the fuck is going on.

>>3261678
the 1st 7 rolls of any given battle/mission.
You refill the battery when you arrive at one of those >action menus.When you have time to resupply that is.
And you make a 1d100 roll.
And then i apply the bonus.
in CQC fights where the power sword is used its only wulfrik pulling a roll.
so it will only effect the D100

Rolled 8, 24 = 32 (2d100)

>>3261673

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An example would be in a general battle it is rolling lets say.

Fighting against chaos with guard and blood raven allies.
1st roll-you and your squad.
2nd roll-guard roll.
3rd roll-ravens.
your current guard bonus is +10
so if you rolled 40 and the DC was 45 itd come out as 50 and be a minor pass.

In a melee fight it would be like this.

>roll 1d100-you.
current bonus with blade is +30 thanks to the blood angel bonus.

so if you rolled 40 and the DC is 60 you would pass at 70.

Also while the bonuses seem ludicrously good this is all off fluff terms and power swords are literally monomolecular reality scythes.
But a DC against lets say.
A lord of change in melee would be 95.
So yeah.
The bonuses are proportional to what the enemy get.
And yes you will curbstomp minor greenskins and mortals.
But they are mortals and not usually what marines are sent against.
Tyranids and ork warbosses will still be a fucking pain and trying to kill a greater daemon will have you dead as a doornail and resting with the emperor alongside the souls of those who said "whatre ya gonna do stab me?" to an eversor.

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>rolled 79-6

You smash your cannon into a cultists face as you burn through their ranks with righteous fervor.
Your brothers fight with no fear as azikiel uses your old blade to sever a dozenfold cultists with a single divine strike.
You not to be outmatched perform perfectly as well as your cannon fires with the wrath of dorn and Patreus calls out priority mutants to which you see dead fast.
Amadiel uses his launcher to great effect as blobs of the chaos horde splits up in the urban fight.
The valour of the templars is cast to nought however as the blood ravens are smashed by the cultists as many crude weapons find purchase within their armour and crack ceramite as the warriors do their best to hold even through wounds and blood.
You begin to turn your fire on the forces overwhelming the ravens and start to buy them a brief reprieve while the techpriests continue their work.

>roll 3d100.

Rolled 91, 13, 17 = 121 (3d100)

>>3261730

Rolled 10, 64, 38 = 112 (3d100)

>>3261730

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>>3261716
Expanding on that you can lower the greater daemon DC from the 90s and 100s to the 70s and 80s through time spent in the cages and speaking with the veterans in the chapter on the cruiser.
Speaking to the other sword brethren will allow for advances in your CQC and ranged equally.
Speaking to the techmarines will allow you to go mechanicus route and eventually play with servoskull scouts and craft and maintain your own shite.
Chaplaincy path would allow you to go chaplain and be full fuck the chaos and xenos and provide minor assist to CQC skills. but mostly maintain purity.
Apothecary the same as tech but with related bonuses.
Speaking to captain oberon will allow you to potentially eventually go into the captain route and if we run for long enough and interest doesnt fade lead your own company and kill shit in the name of the emprah across the galaxy.
Or by that time maybe the imperium nihlus.

>>3261744
>Speaking to captain oberon will allow you to potentially eventually go into the captain route
Then our path is clear.
We must now obsessively follow Captain Oberon, until and after we become the next High Marshal.

>>3261751
I concur with this course of action.

Rolled 36, 5, 12 = 53 (3d100)

>>3261730

Rolled 76, 5, 42 = 123 (3d100)

>>3261730

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Rolled 4 (1d5)

>>3261739
Welp.
>rolled crit-13-17.
As you lay down fire the corrupted men of the imperium push harder as blood and bones fly.
The blood ravens.the sons of auerila take their first casualty as the mass of the cultists is too much to hold against and the ceramite of a marine falls as the sheer mass of cultists leaves him alone in the melee and his armour falls from so many targets.Even the most stalwart warrior will fall to a million blades is a lesson the blood ravens learn well as soon their pauldrons are stripped and the remaining squad even has their internal black carapace tested by lucky strikes.
But due to you and the templars the rest of the squad survives and amadiels vengeance launcher lives up to its title as bloody retribution strikes the mass of the cultists as plasma blasts funnel the cultists for grenades to strike and decimate their tight positions.
Eventually either through cowardice or terror the cultists break into a bloody rout retreating back into the urban mass with burning wrath on their heels.
The blood ravens are shown now out of the heat of battle as they sit and break out emergency stopgaps for healing as their sergeant stands with what looks like thousands of cracks in his plate some seeping with his own blood as he loads his bolter and stands vigil over his fallen brothers.
The muttered yell over their helmet vox for an apothecary would be inaudible to a mortal but with your enhanced hearing and the loss of helmet you hear just fine.

The techpriests look rather nonchalant about the affair as the door starts opening.
"I thought better of astartes than to fall to rabble wielding equipment even the most inexperienced adept would fail to fall to."
the speech of the techpriest enrages both the ravens in wrath of their fallen brother but you also of the insult laid upon the adeptus astartes and the disrespect shown to the fallen.
The unaware techpriests do not care for the emotions of the flesh and enter the compound.

1.?
2.a used chainaxe.
3.a stash of guard weaponry.
4, a few russes
5.?

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>>3261855
The stash is underwhelming to all.
All that blood and sweat and even the loss of geneseed for this.
A few old leman russ battle tanks.
the techpriests enthusiastically note that one is a vanquisher.
But the loss this day is felt heavily.
But you steady yourself.
Even while this may be a fall the recovery of the enclave and a sacred baneblade with help in the battles to come.

>VICTORY.

New shit gained.
blood ravens lost 1 brother and a fuck ton of plate.

roll 3d100 for other operations.

Rolled 59, 25, 91 = 175 (3d100)

>>3261864

Rolled 7, 90, 80 = 177 (3d100)

>>3261864
War never ends in the grim darkness of the far future.

>>3261877
Tsk, maybe I should have just used the regular quote.

Rolled 6, 37, 95 = 138 (3d100)

>>3261864

>>3261877
In the grim darkness of the far future there is only dead blood ravens.
>rolled 7-90-80.
The assault towards the stronghold went off without a hitch as the great blow of the armored guard and predator tanks of the templars smashed through the light ranks of chaos as traps were crushed underneath mechanical might and infantry hunter killer teams were smashed by aerial domination provided by the wrath of the Valkyries and the power of the emperors thunderhawks.

The terminators of the blood ravens suffered deeply however as the thousand sons laid deadly traps in their wake and marines fell to warpfire runes that burned astartes alive in their own armour.
Due to the strength of the traps the blood ravens soon found themselves besieged by daemonic horrors that had been summoned and caged ready for the poor saps that would find them.
Unfortunately gabriel angelos rather than risk his brothers called a retreat and set up a line to hold what is in there back.

>Actions pick 3
>speak to the guard.which regiment-Krieg,cadians
>speak to the blood ravens.
>check the library for new shit to read.
>check the armory for new shit.
>speak with the chaplaincy.Purity is paramount.have yourself tested for loyalties and corruption-Takes 2 action slots.

>>3261944
>>speak to the guard.which regiment Cadians
>check the library for new shit to read.
>check the armory for new shit.

>>3261944
>speak to the blood ravens.
>check the library for new shit to read.
>check the armory for new shit.
We can talk to a Chaplain later.

update in 2 hrs to allow 4 votes.

>>3261947
I'm going with this one. Maybe Krieg next time if, Emperor willing, they're still around.

>>3261944
speak to the blood ravens.
>check the library for new shit to read.
>check the armory for new shit.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>3261947
>>3261978
1.
>>3261948
>>3262324
2

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>blud rehvens.
"greetings templar we of the blood ravens welcome you to this holy crusade in the name of the emperor.Unfortunately we have not proved our worth i suppose just yet.the setback of events on this world have been nearly as bad as our entry to kronus in the annals of the chapter. Nevetheless we shall persevere and bring honour to our chapter.After all knowledge is power and we shall always guard it well in the name of the emperor and the unknown primarch.Kronos? ah well it was this..."
>Advanced blud rehven knowledge gain.
You now can use write ins and ask them about anything from DOW except for the really classified stuff so no ulkair shenanigans.

>library.
>annals of sigismund-CQC increase book.
>codex xenos.-knowledge of xenos and how to kill,identify and purge them.
>codex daemonurm-knowledge of daemons and how to kill,identify and banish them.
>codex Hereticus-Knowledge of heretics-(CSM,Cultists) and how to identify kill and purge them.
>imperial organisations.-roll 1d100 and get a random book for bonuses for speech to them.

>armory
>A heavy bolter (+10 to rolls vs infantry)
>A plasma cannon (+10 to rolls against all targets)-+10 due to your skills
>A lazcannon (+10 to rolls against Vehicles)
>flamer-+15 to rolls against infantry. -5 to rolls against heavily armoured targets.

>Combat knife (+5 to CQC +15 when ambushed or in cramped environments-inner hives)
>chainsword (+10 to CQC)

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>MISSIONS.

>INTO THE DEPTHS
"Brother the blood ravens have failed to purge the corrupted catacombs.The templar terminator company will move alongside soldiers of the penal legions to breach and purify it they could use your aid brother.

>RAID THE STONE AND BREAK THE BONES.
"brother we are besieging the main traitor stronghold but they are setting heavy equipment and performing profane rituals.We are looking for those of sufficient heart and might to raid these fortifications and bring death to the foe and set up a cleanish path for our blow.Make us proud brethren."

ill update more tomorrow but get ya votes in.

>>3262383
>>RAID THE STONE AND BREAK THE BONES.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE SPESSQM

>>3262375
>codex Hereticus-Knowledge of heretics-(CSM,Cultists) and how to identify kill and purge them.

>stay with plasma cannon. (+10 to rolls against all targets)-+10 due to your skills

>put the mastercraft power blade in the chapter armory.

>chainsword (+10 to CQC)


------

>RAID THE STONE AND BREAK THE BONES.

>>3262383
>codex daemonurm-knowledge of daemons and how to kill,identify and banish them.
>A plasma cannon (+10 to rolls against all targets)-+10 due to your skills
>Combat knife (+5 to CQC +15 when ambushed or in cramped environments-inner hives)

>>3262375
>codex Hereticus-Knowledge of heretics-(CSM,Cultists) and how to identify kill and purge them.

>A plasma cannon (+10 to rolls against all targets)-+10 due to your skills

Keep power sword

>>3262383
>RAID THE STONE AND BREAK THE BONES

>>3262375
Why are people saying to loose the awesome sword we just got? Is it because if the 7 rolls thing?

>codex Hereticus-Knowledge of heretics-(CSM,Cultists) and how to identify kill and purge them.

>RAID THE STONE AND BREAK THE BONES.

>>3263021
*Lose
Fuck you just woke up grammar and spelling

>>3263021
no but veterans or emperor champions could use it in a better way than us.

moreover it is a good gesture of humility towards the most experienced warriors. or at least that's what I think.


people can still change vote and decide to keep it, plus it would stay in the armory.

>>3263076
I assume that the vets already have better gear and all, and especially the EC; since don't Crusades already have a relic blade for when a Champion appears?

just to say that if you shove your sword away it will be in your personal storage.
i know where you are going with the whole help the company business but everyone else who is a sword brethren is rocking termie armour or that artificer plate and have their own power blades.
Oberon got his own sword from inheriting it from the previous captain as its his badge.
The templars dont begrudge marines for going finders keepers.
Hell that how a lot of templars get a kick ass sword to begin with.
and honestly having a good sword probably will just get you a pat on the back from your brothers.

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You are a sword brethren remember.
You are a veteran.
if you want to utilize your blade more just spend time in the cages improving your cqc strength.
And while your company lacks a champion well other than the captain that is the strike cruiser holds a relic blade in preparation for that.

>>3263697

Ok, it s make sens

Then i change this

>>3262400

To stay with the mastercraft power blade.

>CODEX HERETICUS.
"the telling trait of the traitors is bodily corruption caused by the warping of that disgusting realm.
Many cultists will comprise of tentacled abominations and mockeries of human skin and..."
>basic knowledge of chaos cultists and how to identify them.

>mission.
"very well brother.Strike with the fury and the wrath of the chapter and bring the wrath of sigismund upon the foe.

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"this should be easy eh lads."
"can it guardsman you dont want the traitors spotting us and shoving a axe in your frakking face."
"aight sarge."
"silence men we will be upon them soon."

The banter of the guardsmen is sparse as you approach the walls of the dread bastion with your brothers as you move as silent as possible alongside what forces were found.
You and your brothers are moving alongside the elite survivors of the cadians of the previous battles and one unlucky commissar a squad of the blood ravens is along as well to bring the wrath of the litany of fury if things escalate that badly.

You stalk towards the dread walls of plasteel as once imperial fortifications are strewn with the symbols of the dark gods and disgustingly the bodies of guardsmen and civilians as skulls are hung on poles in eightfold patterns and still alive guardsmen murmur incoherently with objects in their bodily entrances and patterns of purple covering them in a grotesque display of what can be called chaos art.
The sights sicken many and fill others with bloodlust or fear.
But it is inconsequential to you as a astartes as you know no fear and suffer no taint as you move with renewed purpose to bring wrath upon the traitors as a lightly defended part of the wall is spotted and the guard prepares to open a silent breach in the lines.

>roll 1d100

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>3264013

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>3264013

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>3264013

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>>3264073
>Rolled 54.

As the men of cadia train their long las's on the cultists an unfortunate man fires prematurely and the cultists fire shots of their own before the volley hits them to kill.
The charge afterward breaches the wall and scales it but you see cultists moving and patrols moving towards your location in response to the sound.

You do not have much time but you are astartes and you have faced grimmer situations than this.

You move to raid the.

>RITUAL SITES
Many dread symbols are arrayed and surrounded by TS serfs and sorcerers with rubric squads you must strike first and hit them with your raven brothers while the cadians hit the stockpiles.
>STORES.
You assess the field and move to detonate the ammunition and weaponry of the foe denying them supplies and heavy guns for the battle ahead alongside 2 small squads of guardsmen while the rest of the guard and ravens engage the ritual site.

>CHOOSE ATTACK.

>>3264116
>RITUAL SITES
The Cadians will have an easier time dealing with Heavy Weapons than with TS Sorcery.

>>3264116
I'm assuming that with the 1d100 we'll be going alone and not with the guard

>Ritual Sites

its 2d100 for ritual and 2d100 for stores

Rolled 44, 81 = 125 (2d100)

>>3264132
Dice for the dice god.

Rolled 91, 37, 100, 75 = 303 (4d100)

>>3264132
The anon above me is a baby

Rolled 12, 98, 26, 62 = 198 (4d100)

>>3264132

Ill post in a hour as im having t.

>>3264176
>rolled crit-47
You storm towards the ritual site as the sorcerers discover your attack and order their slaves to respond.
Warp shell dashes off your ceramite as you fire return plasma shots and destabilise the sons as your wrath erases a sorcerer down to his shins.
The rubricae feel this death down the line and slow their shots which allow your brothers to blissfully pass unhindered to cover and begin firing into the cultist line.
The ravens of aurelia suffer misfortune however as the rubricae soon awake and they fire as ceramite is splintered and the mystic wrath of the fifteenth smashes through the holy strength of the power armour.

>roll 2d100

Rolled 3, 95 = 98 (2d100)

>>3264304

Rolled 16, 80 = 96 (2d100)

>>3264304

Rolled 17, 93 = 110 (2d100)

>>3264304

>>3264395
rolled 35-93.
As the battle continues and the TS regroup great shields of eldrich energy block your plasma shots and slow your bolter fire as amadiels vengeance shells are telekinetically thrown back.
The rubricae deal their own deadly doses as they fire in lockstep smashing your left pauldron and scoring minor injuries across your brothers as they pound.
However their fire is distracted as the blood ravens come back with wrath in their hearts and fire their bolters with deadly purpose smashing through rubricae plate and blowing limbs off unaware scorcerers.

>roll 2d100.

Rolled 89, 20 = 109 (2d100)

>>3264469

Rolled 37, 1 = 38 (2d100)

>>3264469

ill update tomoz as im going to catch some early zzzs because im going out for a bit.

Rolled 43, 24 = 67 (2d100)

>>3264469

Rolled 72, 97 = 169 (2d100)

>>3264469
WE MOVE AS ONE

Rolled 10, 4 = 14 (2d100)

>>3264469

>>3264471
Rolled-crit-20.
>and today on the eternal war.the thousand sons kill everything as long as they dont have to shoot at more than one target.

As the blood ravens fire in the rubricae line you gain a breather and respond to the sons of prospero with your sanctified plasma shattering ceramite and burning through the rubricae line.
The sorcerers of prospero care naught for your fire but instead turn their wrath on the ravens as their sergeant is ripped from his armour and crushed by telekinetic might to the despair of his squad.
The attack of the sorcerers while powerful was ill advised as now you have a critical opening and you take it firing your wrath in the form of a burning stream of plasma that erases the TS sorcerers from existence as their ritual fails from the lack of power.

You have defeated the TS but the enemy must know of your location.
The codex astartes says to pull back and trust in your allies.
The words of sigismund however....

>FOR SIGISMUND.
>roll 3d100 and charge towards the enemy storehouses and detonate them.
>PERSEVERANCE OF DORN.
>roll 3d100
you will pull back to your breach point to secure it and trust in the militarum to not fail.

>AND THEY SHALL KNOW FEAR.
Fuck this shit the ravens are bloodied and leaderless and your amour is splintered and open to attack.
The mortals shall have to deal with circumstances as they come without the aid of Astartes.

Rolled 41, 22, 100 = 163 (3d100)

>>3266662
>PERSEVERANCE OF DORN.
>roll 3d100
WE ARE THE WALL

>>3266662
>PERSEVERANCE OF DORN.

Rolled 92, 62, 8 = 162 (3d100)

>>3266714
Oops

Rolled 39, 52, 75 = 166 (3d100)

Defend

>>3266820
>rolled 56-52-85.
You storm back to the breach zone as you bat aside pitiful cultists as stub fire plinks off your armour and manage to set up and return fire with plasma cannon and bolter as you erase chaos heavy weaponry before it is set up and halt the red tide.
Great explosions then rock the battlefield as ammunition dumps are blown to smithereens before the explosive wrath of cadia.
From the swirling firestorm that now engulfs part of the enemy stronghold come a force of men incomprehensible from foe to mortal eyes but due to your nature you see the markings of cadia and the wrathful abandon of gleeful cadians as they charge towards the breach point with a horde of cultists and mutants on their tails.

"HOLD BROTHERS FOR DORN AND THE EMPEROR"
You scream at the top of your voice as you sight your cannon on a pack of cultists.

>roll 3d100.

Rolled 73, 64, 90 = 227 (3d100)

>>3266851

Rolled 45, 4, 49 = 98 (3d100)

>>3266851

Rolled 17, 55, 84 = 156 (3d100)

>>3266851
Oh just look at those clumps of targets

>>3266858
>>3266881
>>3266886
Rolled 90-64-90.

As stub shells scream and lasfire rings your shot burns out erasing bones and blood in an instant.
The vengeance shells fired by your dutiful brother strike with pinpoint precision and erase heavy bolter and autocannon positions before they can disgorge their deadly payload.
The blood ravens spurred to wrath by the death of their sergeant scream their battlecry.
"NONE SHALL FIND US WANTING"
As they spit death from their bolters and crush charging mortals under their boots as they destroy them in the name of the unknown primarch.
The retreat of the cadians is no less impressive as their experience shines through as sprinting men transform from a ferocious pace to a dive for cover to engage a overextending mutant or cultist squad and push back to a retreat in a instant as the elite of cadia manage to make it to the breach and begin digging in to weather the storm of chaos which will come at the imperium will eldrich might.
In your hearts you feel purpose and glee at the victory over your foe.
Now it is time to buy your own lives as you cool your cannon and prepare to engage the wave of flesh and monstrosities ahead.

>roll 3d100.

Rolled 2, 6, 14 = 22 (3d100)

>>3266905

Rolled 98, 60, 55 = 213 (3d100)

>>3266905

Rolled 19, 8, 14 = 41 (3d100)

>>3266905
This is where a Fist feels most at home, holding the Line with Brothers beside him

>>3266937
Well maybe not with those rolls

>>3266939
Don't worry, >>3266935 has you backed up

>>3266941
My only good role

>>3266935
>crit-60-65

A thousand voices cry out foul oaths and chants.
"SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE."
"FEEL THE PLEASURE.
"CHANGE WITHOUT END"
"THE ROT LOVES YOU"
As the followers of the dark gods come shambling in their droves as misshapen mutants of many limbs and tentacles shout with gargled throats and mutated bodies.
Lasfire meets these chants before being followed by your own voice.
"NO PITY! NO REMORSE! NO FEAR!"
As you light your plasma cannon to march and fire into the chaos horde erasing flesh and bone in milliseconds alongside burning bolts of lasfire that shear off limbs and whistling bolters that slam into the largest mutants as they fall before its wrath.
The blood ravens sing their own response
"KNOWLEDGE IS POWER"
As they fire bolt shells into the mass of cultists as the eightfold paths of khorne fall before the holy might of the astartes and the changing flesh of tzeench falls before chainswords and physical might.
The guard opens up with the wrath of ten million as the cadians stand to hold the breach like they have done since legends walked the imperium.
Long las shots blow the skulls open of the slavering cultists of the dark prince and flamers purify the rot of the lord of disease as pus is burned and bacterium incinerated.
But no matter the amount of fire the cultists drive on not concerned with loyalties and duty like heretics or traitors but the sheer madness of broken men being tortured by the whims of the dark gods.
>roll 3d100

Rolled 77, 44, 93 = 214 (3d100)

>>3267038

Rolled 95, 13, 3 = 111 (3d100)

>>3267038

Rolled 54, 91, 70 = 215 (3d100)

>>3267038

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>>3267112
>>3267039
>>3267094
>rolled 71-91-80

The battlefield is covered in blood and hues of purple and blue as the chaos advance is halted by the might of the imperium.
Bolt shells meet stub guns and the vengeance launcher hits its targets with wrathful fury.
The bolters of the blood ravens scream with fury as the gyrojets burn through the air to their targets as ribcages explode from within and many shells go straight through the ragged scraps of armour and penetrate the unlucky foe behind.
The fury of the cadians is not far behind as rapacious lasfire rings as their own sergeant screams over the vox while parrying an axe before severing spines and bones with his wrath.
Your own fury is staunched as the mass of the mutants slow your burning plasma and take multiple bolt shells to put down as the push rewards a sublime kill with nothing but more damned souls to send back to the warp.
The force seems overwhelming as cultists swarm over your lines slicing ceramite and shocking you back as azikiel takes a stub shot to the arm knocking his strike off course and allowing a mutant to close as the battlefield desends into hatred and CQC fury.
Cresting the field however unassialed comes the vengeful fury of the corrupted as before you and your brothers lumber beasts beyond mortal realities.
Chaos has brung forth the worst of its gene labs and corruption.

> PURIFY THE BEAST
>roll 1d100 ranged combat to engage the chaos spawn.

>PURGE THE UNCLEAN.
>roll 1d100 CQC to engage the chaos spawn in melee

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>3267147
> PURIFY THE BEAST
>roll 1d100 ranged combat to engage the chaos spawn.

PURITY IN HATE

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>3267147
>PURGE THE UNCLEAN
KILL IT WITH BLESSED POWERFIELDS

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>3267147
>PURGE THE UNCLEAN.
Let's show off our mad skills once again

Next roll pls be good, or change vote... but Idk though that seems real metagamey

>>3267243
I'm praying to the Emperor that the next roll is good,but if it's bad then we'll just get our ass quicked which is bound to happen from time to time. I chose to go CQC because I'd thought it would make us look cooler and make us stand out even more.

>>3267253
Good point, if we're hit bad enough maybe this unlocls the Dreadnought route.

I choose to go ranged cause, hey Devastator it's what we do

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>>3267231
Ill get this party started.
>rolled 51.
You spur your heart to wrath and swell the fury of sigismund in your breath as you charge and scream.
"NO PITY! NO REMORSE! NO FEAR!"
You draw your blade and strike against one of the limbs of the chaos spawn as your power field rips through flesh and sears the wound as you strike your wrath.
However you are caught off guard as you change and slice off another tentacle just to be struck with another as your bladework is slowly overwhelmed by the fury of this monstrosity.
You eventually take your chance and slice into its flesh as you disintegrate flesh in a mighty piercing of its hide.
But then a mighty blow smashes into your own hide as you yell in anguish as one of the monsters many limbs spears your plate with a tentacled claw ripping your carapace and smashing you back.
You get onto your feet in the melee as the beast heals its wounds with maleficatic mutations and prepares to crush you under its chaotic might.

>roll 1d100.

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>3267496
Oh no

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>3267496
>the beast heals its wounds with maleficatic mutations
fudge

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>3267496
We stacked range bonuses for a reason

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>3267496

Im woth you buddy we have to stay at ranged.
We have cqc brothers for that

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>>3267524
>rolled 81.

As the spawn lunges you dodge aside as it strikes and buries its talons into the soil.
The spawn screeches in a billion grotesque tongues as its bodily mass warped beyond sight strikes forth with rage as you desperately parry.
Through the carnage however you gain a reprieve.
"MOVE BROTHER."
Azikiel smashes apart a group of cultists and draws his bolter as he riddles the back of the spawn as it screams in agony and turns with bestial rage to face the new foe.
You take this chance to ready your blade and sink into its chest as you sever a massive wound with the slash of a demigod and your power strike forces a hole in the center of its body as its talons bat azikiel back as cultists bog him down once more before the beast strikes towards you and you block and stand fast with the might of a true son of dorn.
>roll 1d100.

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>3267628
Azikiel with the assist

I'm tapping out for the night bois, I suggest training with our squad or some ranged veterans next free time as well s chatting with the Ravens

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>3267628

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>3267628

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>>3267654
>>3267676
>>3267720
>crit

As the beast charges you parry its charge with the heart of a son of dorn and every one of its strikes fail to pierce your indomitable will.
Your sword shears through flesh and erases the tentacles of the spawn.
But then you see your chance.
You charge towards it screaming a furious battlecry.
"FOR SIGISMUND!"
Your sword impacts into the chest wound you opened with your wrath and rips through flesh and bone as you tax your power field as your sword splits the foe from spine to bottom as you blow hits soil and you duck back just to see the horrible abomination fall into a pile of flesh.
The loss of their shock troops breaks the back of the cultists and they in pained shrieks pull back to their lines as they continue to trade stub fire with the wrath of the militarum.
The cadians set up the last of their charges as you once more fire your cannon into the foe.
As you retreat the charges are detonated creating another wall of stone blocking the path.

The foe has been harried.

>VICTORY.

"ah wulfrik i read through your performance."
"yes captain."
"you performed admirably in the mission however the engagement with the spawn has found you lacking.We of the templars and the brethren in particular must be exemplars to our brothers.I suggest you spend time with the brothers in the cages on the cruiser."
"very well captain."
"good.Strike with the wrath of the righteous brother"

>RESUPPLIED.

>MISSIONS.

>THE STRONGHOLD.

"brother thanks to your efforts we have a brief window to launch an assault to take and eliminate the main enemy stronghold on this world.
We must strike as soon as possible to end this threat before the sorcerers can restart their foul traps and tricks.
Move with our brothers in the center brother and bring death to the foe.


>actions not possible due to urgency of mission.

>you will be moving into the center with the guard.the ravens and krieg will attack the right gate and the cadians will raid the right gate.

>roll 6d100 for initial attack

Rolled 74, 79, 96, 48, 81, 58 = 436 (6d100)

>>3267761

>>3267761
another roll ?

Rolled 11, 93, 63, 24, 3, 79 = 273 (6d100)

>>3267761

heading off to bed will update tomorrow.
Roll to get better if ya want.

Rolled 10, 56, 87, 23, 66, 25 = 267 (6d100)

>>3267761

Rolled 80, 86, 75, 71, 40, 37 = 389 (6d100)

>>3267761
Well this didn't go as expected. Let's do this again !

>>3267784
Well, I guess this is a winrar

>>3267784
>rolled 91-82-96-58-91-68,

The Fortress of this world is covered in flames and blood as perpetual screams and cries ring from it dissipating in the purple skies to the horror of all.
The spearhead of the attack smashes through the minimal defences chaos has set outside the wall as the mighty baneblade restored by the mechanicus unleashes 11 barrels of hell upon the foe as chaos is left de fanged before the might of the militarum armour.
The thousand sons attempt a counterattack with eldrich might and warpfire strikes before their positions are detonated as sudden thunderhawk bombardment forces them into cover.
You jump with your brothers out of the thunderhawk at low altitude and begin firing against the walls as you erase defending scum with contemptuous ease as the rest of your templar battle brothers land and unleash bolter fire of their own as the company of the heirs of sigismund fight and prepare to give their lives in the service of the eternal crusade as the rabble of chaos is smashed before their might.
Following on the heels of this attack the blood ravens storm onto the battlefield with predator and rhino as sword and shield alongside the pentient men of krieg.
Bolter fire sunders mutants and the librarius of the blood ravens flay flesh from bone in a storm of mental might.
The men of krieg never to be found wanting charge vehemently at the chaos lines as they smash through pitiful defences without pause and in the blink of an eye go from a bloody bayonet fight to setting up mortars and trenches for the prolonged fight.

The men of cadia are not found wanting either as they charge into the foe eliminating priority targets and erasing the foes on the field.
The cultists now begin their counterattack as the charge of the cadians makes it to the pre wall position in symphony with the other fronts but suffer a rapacious counter strike by chaos as the thousand sons pick off guardsmen with great streams of corrupted might.

>roll 3d100.

Rolled 36, 64, 53 = 153 (3d100)

>>3269962

Rolled 92, 58, 64 = 214 (3d100)

>>3269962

Rolled 30, 86, 95 = 211 (3d100)

>>3269962
DIE CHAOS SCUM

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>>3270013
>crit-61-74.

As the battle rages the templars make their attack as dozens of black armoured demigods launch a assault upon the defenders on the walls as bolt shells fly and chainswords hunger.
But the templars have their assault blunted as covens of the sons of prospero use eldrich knowledge to erect great shields that dissipates bolt fire and staunches the wrath of the imperium.
However while the shields are strong the templars turn their wrath onto the walls as great barrages of boltfire strike into the main gate as the defenders are knocked off and fall to their death.
But the true punch rolls forth as the mighty baneblade fires its cannon into a psy shield breaking the focus and shortening the shield on the wall.The opening is exploited by the men of the guard as lasfire rackets into cultists as blood and bones are erased in solar fire.
But the true decisive blow comes from your own hands as you spot your opening and sight the gate.
As you fire decades old plasteel is melted before your might as you breach the gate with your cannon and erase the pitiful phalanx behind it as the baneblade takes its own chance and rolls through with thunderous might and unleashes 11 barrels of death into the foe as the guard storm the breach in its wake and templars draw swords to turn the tide.

>roll 3d100.

Rolled 37, 63, 61 = 161 (3d100)

>>3270111

Rolled 85, 79, 74 = 238 (3d100)

>>3270111
We have come, we are death

Rolled 3, 30, 8 = 41 (3d100)

>>3270111

>>3270124
With those rolls, I guess we are

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>>3270124
>crit-82-84.
The baneblade storms into the breach as cultists are evaporated before the demolisher and erased by multilazers as thousands of guardsmen follow it to glory as cultists fall to bayonets and lasfire perforates through chaos spawns as the mutated abominations fall before the wrath of the militarum.
The thousand sons turn about to deliver death upon the guard when suddenly their rubricae are engaged as the templars make a wrathful push and warpfire bolters are shattered as chainswords begin their deadly dance as the sons of dorn face the scions of magnus and individual duels erupt across the field as initiates sink their fangs into a rubricae pauldron just to have to dodge as it returns its own wrath with grasping ashen hands.
You yourself sprint through your breach firing wildly into the chaos ranks as you bloodily decimate the foe and abuse your auspex to the full force of its abilities as you triangulate vox dispatches to deliver superheated plasma to decisive targets as a counterattack headed by a chaos spawn is blunted or a makeshift ritual is blown off course as your shots erase skin and flesh or melt symbols and oaths before the might of the imperium

>roll 6d100 for other fronts and your own.

Rolled 41, 69, 26, 58, 95, 62 = 351 (6d100)

>>3270245

Rolled 86, 29, 97, 27, 25, 3 = 267 (6d100)

>>3270245

Rolled 31, 50, 22, 34, 53, 47 = 237 (6d100)

>>3270245
ALL TOGETHER NOW!

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>>3270248
>54-72-36-68-95-72.
On the left front the men of krieg have smashed through the walls with the might of ordinance and spirit as they sink their bayonets into faces as they push as an iron advance batting aside all those in the name of their pentience.
The blood ravens provide the punch to the tide however as daemonic counterattacks are splashed aside by librarian intervention and chapter master gabriel strides forward at the head of his ravens as the blood of aurelia smashes all in its path as cultists and the forsaken sons of prospero fall before godsplitter.
On the right the men of cadia push in a rapid assault as their depleted regiments are wounded but no less potent as the defenders of the imperium stride in lascarbines firing as the mortals of chaos are banished back to the dark gods.
But all this is naught but background vox to you as you push forwards smashing through the cultists and harassing chaos spawn as you act in conjunction with your brother devastators to put down the beasts before they can reap their fatal toll.
The intitates of the templars are led by the rest of the valiant sword brethren as chainswords smash into plate and sorcerers are distracted by the stalwart souls of sigismund.
But now the battle turns as from the main citadel comes more reinforcements as cultists swarm in droves showing worse mutations as arms are replaced by tentacles and daemonhosts charge with meter long tongues and eldrich might.
Hot on the heels of this push comes the exalted sorcerers of the thousand sons being led by a blue clad sorcerer bedecked in powerful plate and brimming with warpfire.
"Ah.... the sonnnsss of the imperrium come to disssturb meee Comee theennn Mortalllss feelll the wrattthh of the lorrrd of channgee."
Great spouts of warpfire emanate from the lords hands and an entire regiments worth of men are decimated in an instant.

>roll 3d100

>>3270339

Rolled 32, 3, 58 = 93 (3d100)

>>3270343
Whoops

Rolled 94, 6, 100 = 200 (3d100)

>>3270339

>>3270389
Well

ill write at 6 as ill have t soon.

Rolled 92, 37, 98 = 227 (3d100)

>>3270339
VENIMUS, VIDIMUS, VICIMUS

>>3270440
Nice. Looking forward to it.