Death has many faces....

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

Excuse my incorrect grammar on that part, I am driving with my family in the pouring rain and half asleep as I type. Yes any charcters used will have credit given to their respective owners.

Carno- Yes that is great.

Hurg- Leave the daemon host to me! I got this, I already have the story line planned as to how a daemon inhabited the body of a "grey knight".

[virado]

im just messing with you. I dont really care.

[Zrascak]

I am not trying to sound bad here but I think I should point out one thing, Deathwatch marines colour all their armor EXCEPT one shoulder pad black, that shoulder pad is kept the original colour to honour the chapter.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

Well we are not normal Death Watch my friend we are marines on loan. Val is one of my other Marine characters and he still works for his chapter all the time, except for right now.

[Yuno]

carni: No, in the bio I made it clear that Khorne was the father. ( Thus the returned to claim her bit...)

Name: Kaaza Enrok
Position/whatever: He works as her body guard, and is the only surviving member of Katarina's original entourage.
Weapons: He is outfitted much like Katarina although his armor is heavier.
Bio: Kaaza's life before Katarina is an unknown. What is know is that at somepoint around the time she turned 18 this man appeared and quickly became like the young inquisitor to be's shadow. Always lurking about her. When they left on their first cultist hunt 4 others besides him were in the group. When the hunt ended the only survivors were Kaaza and Katarina who was heavily wounded. The two were found in the tundra half frozen and bleeding slowly to death. From that point on the two seemed mutually insperable.
Description:If Katarina is tall this man towers over everyone. He is easily 6'7 and very muscular. A deep scar runs from the top of his forhead over his left eye, through his lip, to stop at the end of his forhead. Despite this, he is quite dashing. His hair is light, and his eyes are a sickening sweet green. He moves with silence and poise.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

Namine you dont have to run the second I created the last deathwatch team member, just read the original post and you can see I edited it at the bottom. Now from this point on all OOC will be handled via PM, I'm starting this party with a bang!
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[Time- 06:00:37 Sector- Cyraxian Planet-Firan II(Outer Orbit)]

As the "Emperor's Blade" entered orbit a man tall and muscular appeared, High Inquisitor Freedrick Hans of the Inquisition, from the depths of the ship. He stands before two teams now sentenced to work as one. A group of deathwatch led by Inquisitor Samuel Nex and 2nd in command Inquisitor Kael, and Ordo Malleus' Grey Knights led by Inquisitor Vaer and 2nd in command Inquisitor Perifidus.

The room is dark with a single holograph projector in the center set upon a large rectangular table, creating an image of the planet seen below the Ordo's feet through the thick glass. A servo skull zooms into the room, its forehead marked with the symbol of the Inquisition, bringing the High Inquisitor a small data pad. He skims it scoffing at one part before looking at the team assembled infront of him.

"Well it seems everything is in order. Vaer, Nex....I shall be giving you a brief over view of what your mission is." The Inquisitor says pushing back his chair adn picking up a small remote. "Two Terran weeks ago we recieved this recording *Plays recording(The peice from the very begining of the OP)* from a base we wanted recaptured after abandonment. The planet is supposed to be uninhabited but as you can here from that we were very wrong. Exterminatus is at the moment out of the question."

The man coughs into a handkerchief he draws from inside his cloak. "I want you to go to the base, investigate, eliminate any threats that appear and if possible bring back samples. Do you understand the mission? Are their any questions? No? Good I didn't think so!" He yells before going to the door.

He looks at the surrounding Knights and Death Watch Marines. "Drop pods will deploy at exactly 09:00. Failure to appear at the correct time, even a second late, will result in execution! Dismissed!"

[hurg]

Justicar Azmoedus salutes High Inquisitor Freedrick before turning to his brethren. Surveying them, he was unsure of whether or not the purifier would be able to cooperate with their allies. As much as he respected Purifier Kantos, Azmodeus knew that Purifiers were a prickly bunch, even for Grey Knights. The other brother with him was Obaidiah, a staunch brother that Azmodeus knew he could rely on. He motions for his brothers to follow him as he leaves for the Grey Knight's armory.

"Come my brothers, I will lead us in the Canticle of Absolution," Azmodeus says, "We have little time to prepare. Perhaps Purifier Kantos would wish to lead us in our other prayers?"

Perifidus felt excited... No... Nervous... No wait, excited. His feelings were in a tumultuous free fall, he was finally going on his first real mission since his induction! He was still feeling nervous, though. Not that they would fail, their victory was all but assured, he was nervous because he wasn't sure he would be able to leverage his full strength this mission. Perifidus spits on the floor. Such thoughts are below an inquisitor, he thinks to himself, focus on the mission, remember that you're responsible for maintaining communication at all times and that means controlling your emotions. He looks at his "superior," Inquisitor Vaer.

"Do you think we're ready for this?" Perifidus asks, "I ask only because we're going down there with absolutely no intel. It just seems like a suicide mission."

[Major Chrispy]

Xeros turns to the Inquisitor, his face hidden behind the emotionless white helm of his power armour, his glowing red eyes on the armour giving the impression of a starving wolf, watching a injured animal.

"My lord, we do not have time to wonder if we are ready, the Emperor has graced us with this task, so we must complete it to the best of our abilities." Turning to the Justicar, his wolf pelt lined cape wraps over his right shoulder as he draws his force sword. The blade of the sword was a pale white, like that of porcaline. Yet despite its fragile apearance everyone knew it was a deadly weapon.

"I would be honoured to lead the prayer to the Emperor." Xeros says, placing the tip of his sword on the checker plated floor. "O Eternal Emperor, Who Alone watches us and guards our souls , rules the tides and storms, Be compassionate to your servants, Preserve us from the perils of the warp and the taint of chaos,That we may be a safeguard to the domain of men!"

At the final word Xero's stands sheathing his sword. "I hope you can stay true brothers, as it is my worn duty to purify any who go against the grace of the God-Emperor, and come tainted with the Warp." His words echoed through the steel halls as Xero's walked towards the drop bays. His words sill heavy in the air, reasuring with a hint of warning.

[virado]

Lazarus stood in the rear of the group. As the briefing went commenced he spoke no words and simply nodded his head. He was eager to finish this assignment and go back to the frozen wastes of Glacialis Elle. He never thought that he would miss the frozen wastes that could kill an astartes unprotected. Nor the cold that seeped right through the power armor and into your body. Hell he even missed the creatures that lived in the underside. The macro-krill, the tank crabs, and the ice dragons of the toxic seas. But soon it would all be over. No more secretive missions with inquisitors who would just as soon kill you to silence you than trust you. He longed for the great wars the Ice serpents fought.

Lazarus snaped back to attention as the lord inquisitor finished his briefing, and the grey knight said his prayer. "Ave Imperiator" he said as he put his fist to his chest. "And may we find victory in our endeavors or death in combat." With those words he donned his MK.VI Corvus helm and left the room for the drop pods.

His blood was pumping. The hope of foes to slay sent it coursing through his veins. He had faith in the Emperor and the Omnissiah but above all he loved war. It was there on the battlefield that he knew that he was alive and where he was meant to live and die. No politics to try and oust the chapter from their place. No puritans trying to deem them heretics for not following the codex astartes. There was only the enemy, his heavy bolter, and him.

[Zrascak]

"Warp-damned brat. I should just shoot him for disrespectfulness." Samael muttered under his breath as the High Inquisitor walked out of the room. Hearing the grey knights praying Samael let out a sigh but he smiled a little when he saw Lazarus daydreaming about other things and react first at the end of the prayer.

Moving with a confident stride Samael walked out into the middle of the room before he spoke. "Listen. I do not care about what we are meeting on the planet, I do not care about who you are, what you have achieved in the name of the emperor. To be frank I do not care about you at all, however you should know this. I have served for longer than any of you in here and fought horrors which not even you can imagine. When in action I demand, if not obedience, then at least that you stand out of my way. Get in my way and I will execute you, does everybody understand that? As long as you do not get in my way you can kill eachother off for all I care."

[Yuno]

(Imma keep the guy I made anyway, I kinda liked the idea after the fact..)

Katarina stood silent and poised as the briefing went on. A man, his hood up loomed just behind her like a dark,protective shadow. As the briefing went on the two would sometimes seem to grow close enough, and those paying attention to the Lady Vaer would notice her lips move, or see her neck turn slightly as the hooded figure leaned near her ear whispering something.

Eventually the prayer part began. Still the man shadow and her stood together, and whatever he said caused the solemn look on her face to whaver as a grin threatned to spread across her face. However this breach of respect was quick and as the man finished she nodded thankfully at him, "Wise words, beautifully spoken." she said bowing slightly as a sign of respect.

Moments before Katarina had spoken Kaaza had been grinning wildly. Prayers always brought out the worst jokes to him, and at this moment when he leaned in to the woman he swore to take bullets for and pressed his lips close enough to her ear that only she would hear the whispered joke he knew he was at his finest, "I wonder if that man imagines us all in our underwear as he speaks." Came out in the same deep scary voice that Kaaza usually maintained. The reward for his small joke was pleasing as her face lit up and she struggled to maintain the solemn lie.

As the prayer finished Kaaza too bowe, "Words I live by." he said in a light hearted chuckle. It was by this point that Samael had spoken and Kaaza looked not just annoyed but prepared to do something with that feeling. The Katarina was in front of him, "Im a deeply appreciative that the Emperor has sent us such an old soul to help us against the terror on this planet. But be aware that should you touch my men, or myself because of your ways that I will not hesitate to either kill you, or put you down." she smiles at him, a strange mixture of promise and love that seems to raise Kaaza's annoyance even more.

SHe nods to her men, "Alright lovely prayer, drop pods now. We have a mission, I say we go in, kill whatever is doing this, get off planet." With that she pounded her chest in the salute and brushed off towards the pods. Kaaza fell in behind her only haulting besides Samael long enough to whisper, "If you dare touch her my blade will find you." then with that he moves to walk off with the confidence of a man who has killed thousands.

[Zrascak]

Samael could barely hold his laughter quiet as he watched the inquisitor and the bodyguard walk away. "Threathening me, these pups sure are stupid. Oh well, if the worst happens I guess I will have to kill them too." he muttered to himself before he began walking to the drop pods, habitually checking all his weapons.

[Major Chrispy]

Xero's had been away from the whole scene earlier, which is proboably for the best. The scent of warp spawn was filling his lungs. Amognst the group there was a corrupted one, tainted by the dark powers. He could feel the screaming of the warps creatures, echoing through the ship.

Xero's walked over to his drop pod and began to recite the incatation of the Cleansing Flame. The whole pod burst into a glistening white flame, only for an instant, but the heat melted bits of the floor panneling around it. The pod was perfectly fine, all dirt had been incinerated along with the blood splatter, which Xero's began to wonder what from. The flames had judged this machine, and in no way was it tainted.

He would have to think on his feet, and never be caught off guard...he was the White Wolf, and he had his prey...

(No idea who the Daemon host is, but my Purifier sure can sence it > irony would be if he was it...that would suck XD)

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

(You would know if you were such. But be aware attack an ally before the daemon is unleashed will cause the entire team to execute you.)

Val stood behind his Leader. It was his fifth mission following the Inquisitor Samuel, and never had the man led him astray. "My lord, I believe everything is in order. Shall we board the pod?" Val was prepared to die in the field but his determination and iron will kept him alive through the endeavor. He slung his heavy flamer over his shoulder and smiled.

The drop pods were painted a deep burgundy with the mark of the Inquisition painted a striking black on every side. The room was no bigger than a hundred square feet, and was filled with at least a dozen techmarines led by a Master of the Forge. The master marched forward leaving behind the Venerable Dreadnought he was examining. "Inquisitors..." his voice was sickening, mechinical. "Your pods are over here." He said pointing to the set at the far end. Xero had just purified the wrong vessel causing the Techmarines to fly into a frenzy checking to see if he had angered the omnisiah.

"Should you require assitance push the bottom switch, evac is the top." He said holding out a small device for ONE of the Inquisitors to take. The doors to the pods dropped open. "Please take your seats, my lord."

[hurg]

Perifidus chuckles to himself. How many times has he heard that threat? Though this was the first time it was directed at him and not his master. He starts off to his quarters, telling Inquisitor Kaya, "I, much like the Grey Knights, still have some cleansing to do. We still have about three hours before dropping. Please do not disturb me in the meantime, I will make my way down to the pods on my own."

Azmodeus murmurs "His will be done," as he walks towards the armory. He still must start the Canticle of Absolution, or the cleansing and veneration to the Emperor will not be done. He was saddened that his Brother Purifier would not be joining him, but it was to expected. Purifiers were always a secretive bunch, prone to having their own prayers and ceremonies. As he reaches the armory he feels a surge of psychic power, no doubt the purifier.

Azmodeus starts to pray

"Praise the Emperor for his sacrifice,
as He endures so shall we.
We who are Hunters of Daemons,
shall strive in his name eternally."

We the Order of the Hammer,
shall delve into the Dark Shadows.
We shall seek out the Tainted,
we shall pursue the Vilest Evil..."