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Post by Frontier Guide on Apr 16, 2011 1:17:50 GMT
Each one of you receives a note telling you to meet at the planetary governors house on Xylene II (a planet) in the Karvus Sector, none of you know why you just know you must go there...
(can someone else be the GM cause i don't really want to)
P.S. sorry if this is bad this is my first try.
Name:
Gender:
Race:
Equipment:
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Bio:
Name: Koh'rass
Gender: Male
Race: Space Marine
Equipment: Medical Kit, Combat Knife, Rail Rifle (acquired from his old friend Tsu'gai)
Armour: Scout Armour
Transport: Scout Bike
Bio: Kohrass should by all means be a fully fledged space marine, but he decided to remain as a scout instead even though his organs have fully matured, he specialises in sniping and hand to hand combat. He is part of the same chapter as Asunai and is one of the 10 that survived the fall of his chapter, he also has extremely good medical skills that surpass even those of the best apothecary.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Apr 16, 2011 1:39:43 GMT
(I'll GM for this one.)
Name: Dominic Syracuse
Gender: Male
Race: Space Wolves Heavy Weapons Specialist.
Equipment: Auto Cannon, Hammer of Syracuse, Vox Communicator(Built into Armor), Cloak of the Wolf.
Armour: Terminator Armour(No Helmet), Bears the mark of the Wolves of Syracuse, a devote chapter of Space Wolves.
Transport (if any): An over-sized wolf, standard mount of a Syracusian Noble.
Bio: A noble of the Syracuse family that holds domain of the chapter, Dominic is trained to use whatever he has at hand.
He carries the Hammer of Syracuse, a weapon only a son of Russ can use. It is essentially a power hammer but has been known to have other mysterious abilities. The long cloak he wears protects from the harshest elements and can hold many small objects.
His wolf, Skrill Black Fang, is the last of his breed and will defend Dominic at all cost.
(He is able to use the hammer because he is the son of a son of Russ.)
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Post by Dro on Apr 17, 2011 2:42:32 GMT
Is this any race?
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Post by Newworldshogun on Apr 17, 2011 8:32:28 GMT
Name-El'Tsu'gai (he's been promoted...)
Gender-Male
Race-Tau
Equipment-Fusion Blaster, Missile Pod, Flamer, Hard-wired gubbins.
Armour-XV22 Battlesuit
Transport-Has a private Kau'ui of a devilfish (transport) and two skyrays (emergency gunpower)
Bio-A rare breed of both fio and shas caste, Tsu'gai has been allowed to follow the paths of both. He holds the ranks shas'el and fio'o. (master craftsman) He readily gives tech to other races after he was exiled, promoted by the most famous exile, commander farsight.
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Post by Frontier Guide on Apr 17, 2011 10:23:39 GMT
No Skyrays! Oh and the Rail Rifle i have has armour piercing rounds that can penatrate tank armour.
@ Dro'ai: To a limit. No overdoing it.
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 17, 2011 19:27:31 GMT
well, if you wanna GM Jward, go ahead. But I'll do it as a (not bragging) veteran Roleplayer if you like.
Name: Inquisitor Esiphas
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Equipment: C'tan Phase Sword, Shot pistol. (a one handed Sawn off)
Armour: My Right arm has Power armour on it, which is marked with anti-psyker wards, but everywhere else is covered in a flameproof armoured greatcoat. My head is the obvious exception.
Transport (if any):None,
Bio: ++Information Classifed++ Ordo Hereticus, 134 years of age. 109 years of experience.
No Retinues?
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Post by mina on Apr 17, 2011 22:02:19 GMT
Name:Inquisitor Saphi Markos
Gender:female
Race:human
Equipment: A vast array of poisons ranging from the mundane on. Throwing needles, a blow pipe,two daggers that can be hidden in her boots. Two gauntlets with built in blades.The fingers of her gloves are sharpened to allow clawing. The rest of her armor contains secret blades and weapons and has a stealth suit generator.
Transport (if any):She does not have a transport.
Bio: Saphi is the pride of the Markos family embodying all of their greatest values:Deception, Stealth,and strength. Once the daughter of two retired Inquisitor Nobles, Saphi would have easily been able to live a pleasure filled life. Which she did until her parents and siblings were slaughtered by unknown persons.
Her cushy existence ended there. She claimed the rights over rulership over her family and although many doubted her ability to unite what was left of the Markos clan she disappointed them going from a spoiled princess to a powerful ruler at the tender age of 15.
She eventually left her male cousin Gale in charge of the clan with rumors flying that the two were romantically linked. Whether or not the rumors are true has never been proven because when Saphi returned she was a changed woman. At the age of 25 the words that described her were scary. Her once lovely face was made over with darkness and those who stood in her way disappeared soon after.
Her cousin still controls the clan and it's assests but no one doubts that Saphi retains her throne. Often called away by her duties she is considered a shadow at family gatherings and no one seems to miss her.
Description: She stands at a towering 6 feet. Rarely seen in the same uniform she brings down heretics and criminals from the inside. Thus her mode of dress is forever chaning but the one thing all heretics scream about as she tortures them for information is her deep purple eyes and long desirable red hair. The scars on her face only seem to heighten the effect of her fierce beauty and some whisper that to die on her table is to die in ecstacy. However none activley seek her gaze.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Apr 18, 2011 1:40:56 GMT
(I believe this is enough so we shall begin!)
The Governor's Mansion was a building adorned by many classical features. Untouched by battle it was a beautiful place and an Aquila adorned the space above the door.
Dominic and Skrill walked up the steps to the building, he was the only one there from what he could tell as he was allowed entrance and shown to a meeting hall. He leaned against the far wall, his gun on his, the giant black wolf on his right, and the Hammer of Syracuse hanging from his belt.
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Post by mina on Apr 18, 2011 4:06:20 GMT
She stood at the gates to the walls surrounding her city on Kardraxia II. The sun was just beginning to rise up on the vast fortress like city that consumed half of Kardraxia. Guards stood looking upon her cloaked form as she drew near her metallic boots move softly across the stoned path. As she neared the gates for the first time in 6 months something was wrong. Someone had leaked her return and now there stood not only her family but also the entire city gathered to welcome her. She despised most of her family, they knew it too. The way she snubbed them and never celebrated anything with them. A bunch of nattering fools who partied and spent their time living off the wealth that people like her and her parents had taken. Still the Emperor blessed them and so must she. She removed her cloak as she came to a stop before the assembled.
She turns in a slow circle her eyes looking at all the assembled but most of all at him. Gale , “My family, my friends, citzens, and all of the boys who I have beat at darts while drinking copious amounts of wine...” she grins her most winning smile and the people roar with laughter her joke having the desired effect, “I am pleased to see all of those loyal to the Markos name gathered to welcome me.” She pauses her smile warm like a serpent about to bite, “Indeed it warms my heart to know that you know of my coming and prepare to meet me.” The people nod and clap for her and inside she feels disgust for herself… but Gale had said they needed this, “There will be great feasting for my mission was a success and we are blessed by the Emperor!” With that the crowd once again becomes merry as she moves past people waving and shaking hands all the while preparing to argue with her cousin.
After a day of wine and feasting she sits at the edge of her bed armor removed. Her long red locks are wild with wine and she knows she is drunk. In reality or is it a dream her mentor and master steps from the shadows a letter in hand. She lays barely coherent as he smiles down upon her even more deadly and silent than she, “I have more pressing matters then this and so you my pet pupil will attend to this pompous man’s needs. And do try and control your drinking habit. If I were an enemy you wouldn’t stand a chance.” She replies to the phantom her speech slurred together like a babies first words, “I cooould so stop all but the best.” He chuckles , “Were I you I would be careful of the man. He likes pretty young things that can hold their wine. And You are mine until you leave the order Saphi” She growls at him hurling several needles into thin air.
Several days later………..
Saphi stepped from the shuttle that had brought her here. Her dark purple armor was shining in the light and her mane of red hair shone in the light as she neared the Governor’s house. No war was seen here, no famine, not whispers of herecy could be heard. As she moved forth she thought of what she would do should she find that the dear governor was wasting her and her master’s time. While she admitted to herself and any that asked her that he had saved her from a month of reckless partying and talking family matters. Her boots crunched in the fresh dirt as she stopped before the guards waving the letter. Her keen ears hear the whispers as they comment on her. She has learned to ignore such things. After all she could cut her hair and hide her face, she doesn’t because her image is part of the deception. She walks easily after the servant that leads her to the Governors office. The servant nods at her, “Inquisitor Saphi, High Lady of the Markos Clan.” She walks in doing her best to look happy to be here. All her weapons are concealed and she briefly gazes at the man and his wolf. Spinning a needle around her finger she walks forward briefly salutes the Governor and then retreats to stand against a wall. The needle still spinning around her finger as she waits.
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 18, 2011 8:53:14 GMT
Eisephas stepped from his own Lander. A Man in medival style knight armour tapped his shoulder. 'Are you sure my lord? I dont like this. You shouldnt have to go in there alone.' Esiphas sighed. 'Arjent... I trust you with my life. And your judgement has never been wrong. I cant think why anyone would want me dead, not here. But you can come. Bring your sword and sheild. But for the emperors sake keep it sceathed unless you need it. And bring Salazos as well.' Arjent nodded. 'Ok.'
A few minutes later, Esiphas, Arjent and the man named Salazos walked to the gates. Salazos was a tall baldiing man in a lavish greatcoat patterend with flames. He also had a blindfold on- although this was to cover his urnt out eyes. He caried a staff with a brazier atop it, as well as a SMG pistol slung at his belt. Arjent now had a black cape over his armour, with a checkered red trim. He had a sword on his belt, the blade of which appeared red hot and glinted with malice. He also had a lavisly decorated stormshield.
Esiphas and the others arrived at the gates, sighting Saphi as well as Dominic and Skrill. Esiphas bowed to Saphi, showing respect for the inquisitrix. 'My lady.' said Arjent, owing on one knee as was tradition on his homeworld. Salazos, despite the blindfold, nodded with respect and uttered. 'Inquisitrix', adressing Saphi by her title. Esiphas then turned to Domini. 'Space wolf. Dominic Syracuse am i correct? I am glad you are a loyalist. It saves me alot of time investigating you.' Arjent Placed his feet togther and put his had over his chest, in respect for the superior warrior. Salazos bowed his head again, but made no other motion. He kept hs distance from the wolf.
'So then.' said Esiphas. 'Why are we here?'
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Apr 18, 2011 20:01:40 GMT
The Governor looked up from his papers, "I'm sorry Lord Inquisitor. We are still waiting on several others to show."
Dominic smiled at the gesture. "It is good to meet you Esiphas, I have heard much of you." His voice was deep and rough. Skrill growled at Salazos and Arjent, he had always had a good judge of character, and his judgement of these two was not in good favor.
"Lady Saphi, my people hold you in such high regard. It is good to see a noble who is like me, and does not indulge in the lavish rights of birth." He said scruffing the wolfs ears and trying to feel what Skrill had felt about the men.
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 18, 2011 20:13:06 GMT
After nodding to the govenor, Esiphas looked at Skrill. 'Your wolven friend dosent like me, wolfbrother. Why is this?'
Arjent was wathing the others carefully. He kept returning to Saphi, wondering what her ideals were, if she was anything like eisiphas. 'My lady, what Ordo are you?' he asked. A low growling filled the air. 'Hush greygnarl' said Ajent. 'Not now.'
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Apr 18, 2011 20:41:40 GMT
"Not you my friend, the blind folded one and your other colleague on the other hand well they are another story." Dom said smiling.
He pulled the hammer from his belt as it began to vibrate violently with ever growl Skrill gave. The two were connected he knew and the more anger Skrill had the stronger a blow would come from the weapon.
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 18, 2011 21:00:24 GMT
Ajent is valieant of heart, and strong willed. It may be the blade he carries your wolf brethren regards with such contempt. As for Salazos... he is a psyker, a loyal one, but a psyker none the less. I trust him... enough to get on with, persay.'
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Apr 18, 2011 21:23:18 GMT
"It is not I you must worry about, Skrill is the last of a dying breed and very good at judging the character of others." Dominic said belting the hammer once again as the mighty wolf calmed and began to sleep at his feet.
Dom could feel the presence of another due to the copious amounts of training but the feeling he received from Salazos was enough to scare a Nob from his Stompa.
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