For the emperor ! (IC thread - always recruiting )

[jackslate45]

Rat normally had a strong stomache, but that was too much. He stumbled backwards, collapsing into a seat, and praying strongly to the God-Emperor for some sort of understanding. He hoped that the cold blooded scream would end soon, and he would return to what ever reality he was ripped from.

 

[Ruiktheforgotten]

Kincade cringed for a moment as the scream filled the car. She would have to become more accustomed to these new......experiences. She thought to herself of the worse thing she had ever seen and realized that it still could not compete with that scream.

 

[jkason]

Harrigan Zhent, Imperial Psyker

"I want you to find out who and why. I do not care how you do this, but let me make one thing clear from the start. The Inquisitorial Rosette, with all it's powers and responsibilities, has to be earned. And you haven't earned it yet, not by far. Consider this a test."

Zhent's hand instinctively rises to some of the many tiny scars on his face from the last Imperial test he encountered, but he quickly diverts it to pull his hood more securely into place as he listens quietly.

In the meanwhile the Noble walks to the unconscious heretic. He peels open his eyelids and starts to stare at him. The temperature in the carriage swiftly drops. Then, both the noble and the heretic start to bleed from their noses, ears and eyes. A trickle at first, then a veritable stream. The bodyguard rushes forwards, trying to intervene, but before he gets there both the heretic and the noble start to howl, a keening that bites through your soul. The blood flow seems to increase even more, then they both drop to the floor, lifeless.

Zhent, too, starts to move as the blood becomes extreme. He hesitates, though, unsure of how much he's allowed to interfere with true Imperial agents.

"I have ... I can stop bleeding if you let--" but it's clear, as the Noble falls back, that his hesitation was too long. The blood has stopped on its own, and not in any good way.

He catches Kestrel's furtive look as he himself is trying to avoid the bodyguard's attention. His lips thin, the only confirmation he's willing to give as to the likelihood of his own powers turning on him, and by extension the others.

OOC: back from the trip. Had to catch up on work yesterday, catching up on games today.

 

[DrZombie]

The bodyguard checks the noble for vital signs but obviously fails to find any. He is silent for a moment, face impasive but eyes burning with a fierce anger.

“May you sit at the Emperor’s right hand and partake in his glory. May you find the peace that so escaped you in life. Forgive me, my friend.”

With care he gently closes the eyes of the noble, makes the sign of the aquila, picks up a discarded gun from the heretics and puts a round through the head of his friend, turning the noble features into a horrible mess. He takes out his bolter pistol and does the same to the dead heretic.

“His mind was warded. I would suggest not to try and extract information from any of the heretics by direct mind-link.” He remarks coolly to Zhent.

The bodyguard picks up the mask and bodyglove of the assassin he stripped, and quickly strips and puts on the bodyglove. His body is a mass of tattoos and ritual scarring, an artwork with a giant aquila across his back and images of the emperor and his saints vanquishing the enemies of mankind, mingled with texts from the holy books and what looks like archaic wards of some kind. Parts of the images are tattood, other parts are inked scars that run along anatomic lines so they do not interfere with movement.

[sblock=OOC]
If you want to learn what/how/where the bodyguard might come from by his tattoos:
Rat, Kincaid : hard (-20) common lore imperium
Zhent : psyniscience roll
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He takes his sword and a few items, and starts to dress the corpse in his old clothes.

“Anything you want to know? Time is slowly running out”

 

[Shayuri]

Kestrel forced herself to inhale and reviewed the assignment as clinically as she could manage. They would relate the tale of the assassins, including them fighting them off, but not before their targets fell. They would then, quietly, investigate these mad heretics and discover their source. What happened next was entirely dependent on what they found, and ranged from simply killing the leaders to sterilizing the planet.

No pressure though.

There was one piece of information still unknown that might prove useful, though to ask was a risk.

"Killing agents of the Inquisition is a risky ploy," Kestrel said. "As they are about to discover. They must have believed they had no recourse. It would aid our investigation if we knew why they were so afraid." She cleared her throat. "That is, if we knew why you came here in the first place."

 

[jkason]

The scars and tattoos all along the well-muscled body were striking on their own, such that Harrigan couldn't help but stare.The voices seemed to find them fascinating, too, and as he studied the images while the man changed, whispers and memories triggered...

OOC: Looks like 2 degrees of success?

 

[jackslate45]

Rat takes one look at the tattoos, and thought it stirred a memory of that one time...However the only thing that occurs is the memory of himself getting tattooed. One that should never be recalled, and he shuddered as the memory is recalled.

OCC 10%, as it is normally a 30%

 

[Ruiktheforgotten]

Kincade looks at the scars and tatoos and is unable to distinguish what meaning they could possibly have other then for looks.

 

[DrZombie]

[sblock=Zhent] You extend your senses to the immaterium. The scene of horror is only augmented by the impressions you get. A massive spike of psychic force has left it’s impressions all around. You can hear the screech of things as they scractch at the weakened barrier between the world. Luckily it holds and you can see it reinforcing itself.
The tattoos on the bodyguard glow with an ethereal light. His sword, even deactivated, radiates an aura of power. You have heard rumors of weaponry from the age of the emperor that allow the user to channel psychic force into the edge of the blade itself.
You know that some psyckers, those that are stable in mind, are trained in a temple in the arts of the sword, and use their powers to augment their physical form. It is rumored that the High Lord of the Inquisition, Lord Caidin himself, has a Templar as a bodyguard.
You can sense that the bodyguard is a lot more powerful in the ways of the immaterium than you are.

(Psyniscience is like a psychic perception roll. You might want to try using it a bit more frequently. To get more info ‘bout the weaponry and the Templars you’ll need the appropriate lore skills)

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The bodyguard looks at Kestrell thoughtfully, pondering what and how much to tell her.
“We were investigating the trade in Xenos artifacts, presumably Eldar in origin. They seem to originate from this system. The trade is linked to a rogue trader named Leth Skandar, but we have no evidence of any link with a heretic cult.” He hesitates, then continues.
“The political make-up of this planet makes it unlikely that anything this big is going on without knowledge of one or more of the leading noble families. Presume the worst.”

 

[jackslate45]

Rat nodded at the bodyguard, however his mind was filled with fear. He was supposed to deliver a package to some person in Zenorra. Maybe it had something to do with it? nah, why would I be carrying an artifact? Thats just crazy.