Go ahead (with an one invented, preferably). I must admit I don’t actually know the 40K universe really well, it just seemed like a fun TWG setting
Discreasion and subtile killings
I don’t see how they could meld very well in the long run. Short run sure. But long run, planets will be burn to the ground.
Well the whole point of the game is for the Imperials to stop the heresy before the Exterminatus fleet arrives.
I have no idea what I should be… So surprise me!
(I have not played before… :P)
Alright then, you’re a low level technician working on maintaining titans produced at this forge world.
Protip: @Cise is always a wolf
“Ski… Skitarius! Someone… Anyone! This way, quickly!”
Lor stirred, then snapped to attention. At his urging, power flowed into his legs’ servos, and he bounded towards the call. As he ran, he let his implants probe ahead, powerful infrared sensors cutting through the choking smog of the manufactory. A mass of heat signatures milled around another, slumped on the street. Voices, amplified by his implants, whispered frantically about…
An ear-splitting warning chime blasted over his comm-link. A robotic voice droned, “Dead inquisitor. Render immediate assistance. Dead inquisitor…”
At the sight of Lor, the crowd parted. A crumpled body in a beautiful imperial inquisitor’s coat lay in the street, ringed by throngs of terrified forge-workers. The inquisitor’s bolt-pistol was pressed tightly to his what remained of his jaw.
Lor turned his cyclopean eye towards the nearest bystander, and seized him by the collar. His tinny voice rang out from his helmet’s speakers.
“You. Tell me what happened here.”
The worker shrank away, and after a moment’s hesitation began to babble out an incoherent response.
“The guy, you know, the dead guy, the… The fancy imperial, he was walking along holding his head like it hurt, and he was bumpin’ into walls and stuff, and we didn’t wanna help him ‘cause we was busy and he was probably busy and then he shouts something about chaos or something real loud, and then he whips out his gun and screams that he’s sorry and can the emperor please forgive him and then he shoots himself! That’s it sir, boss, sir, I promise! Don’t hurt me, we didn’t do nothin’!”
Lor released his collar and the panicked man scuttled away. He scanned the crowd, then unhooked his lasgun (it was faulty and couldn’t fire, but the crowd didn’t need to know that).
“An inquisitor of the Imperium is dead. This will have consequences. There is a culprit. We will find him. This chaos-tainted filth will be exterminated.”
The crowd looked anxiously at the body.
“…No one leaves. No one.”
My character will be Lor Virgil, Skitarius of Kalia IV.
Also saw Hateful Eight and highly recommend it. It’s basically a wolf game, as Skyentist says.
Oh no, one guy died. DESTROY THE PLANET FOR THE EMPEROR.
That being said, even the imperium isn’t that retarded in it’s blind crusades against ‘evil’. I’ll buy it for the sake of the game, but even in the WH40k universe, exterminating a planet for one sorcerer is a bit intense even for their standards.
Indeed, losing a forge world like that is kind of a huge blow for the Imperium, even though they have lots of other forge worlds.
The Space Marines and Imperial guards / Planetary defense system would most likely first retake the system before admitting the defeat and deleting it.
However, they’d have much less qualms to exterminate a “hive planet” because population means almost nothing. That would even be the prefered solution if a Tyranide swarm got its tendrils on one of this worlds.
I invoke the Rule Of Cool.
So Enginish has been asking me everyday if I’ve signed up ever since we saw Hateful Eight. I was gonna pass but the killings keep draggin me back in!
H8full 8 was g8.
For anyone fortunate enough to have not clicked that link yet, be warned that it is a TVTropes link, and clicking through will lose you hours of your life.
Ok, so I know absolutely nothing about Warhammer and that is a big pool to jump in to. Perhaps I will just be something simple and silly like a space janitor. I feel like they would still need those.
You might want to look on the universe rundown I’ve posted a few message earlier.
It’s a perfect context for paranoia, easy accusations / hide and seek. In a nutshell, good for a wolf game
Imperial guard with a flamer. Good choice.
One word, HERETIC!
Heat and ice
Pain, the seemly only reason for existence
The conscience struggle within, the conflict of the soul
The sounds … the endless resonant drone
Of everything, the sounds burned the most
The sounds picked, tore asunder, rebuilt, then destroyed
Thoughts not of oneself, but of legion, Destroying the soul
Destroying self, rebuilding self, build and destroy
The drones, with it’s precipices and valleys, increased
A new sensation, sight
Darkness, twelve pillars standing before the light
The drone increased
*The soul plunged deeper than the void itself *
The drone … the sounds … darkness
It must stop
It must be stopped
Revenge for the pain, for the burning, for the broken soul
The twelve pillars fell, crashing down before the light
Other pillars rose up to replace the ones that fell
But the drone, that hateful sound, was gone
The pillars were taking shape
The pillars caused new pain
Pain unlike anything felt before
It tore through the surface of self, passing through
It must be stopped
As the pillars rose up, they fell
The light, the only way forward
The light dimmed, sight increased, a corridor, one way forward
Other pillars, these creatures who bring pain, rose up
They must be stopped
Stop the pain
The sounds they made, like the sounds the pillars made, but it did not bring pain
One spoke, another acted
Two creatures approached
One spoke, they both brought pain
The other must be used, to understand the sounds
It’s mind swept bare from unrelenting force
It’s form must be taken
“We’ve got a live one here!”
A slow nodding of the head
“What happened, where did it go?”
“Curse it all… what? Curses… Imperial guards are coming. We must go, now. What’s your name?”
“Ephreme… my name is Ephreme”
“We need to get on the ship and get out of this mess. We don’t want to be here when the Guards are. Can you walk?”
Slowly, shakily, the ability to stand on the two lower appendages came.
“Come with me” to the others “we need to get to the safehouse! Leave the rest, we’ve no time!”
“Curses, they’re already here! MOVE!!!”
But it was too late.
The Imperial guards had already entered the facility. The small group that Ephreme had found himself it was surrounded.
Ephreme slipped away, leaving the group to it’s fate.
“Not so fast!”
An imperial guard had taken a position behind him.
"Soldier, your armour is bloody! I said take the heritics hostage!
“Sir! One resisted, Sir!”
“As you were. We’ve got plenty here. They’re going to wish they had died here before were done with them.”
“SOLDIERS! We are to transport these heretics to Kalia IV! Move the filth to the holding cell!”
Hopefully that’s enough RP
So… I’m departing on a weeklong cruise today. I had hoped there would be Internet, but there’s not. I’ll try to participate as much as possible but it will be… Intermittent, at best.
Tell me if the local chapter suits you, @Lomsor:
Although the Crimson Wolves are recorded as originating from the Blood Angel Legion, the Libriarians lost all tracks of their history a few hundreds of years after the Horus Heresy.It is only a dozen of decades ago, while reconquering systems on the Imperial borders, that Astropaths discovered a location that was sealed due to a very lengthy Warp Tempest.
The worlds discovered were suitable and almost ideal for a Forge world, if one ignores that Kalia system is slightly too close to the borders.
Having lost contact with the Imperial ways for many generations, it was a great surprise but also a relief to see that the Chapter managed to survive, recruit and maintain their armory. The Emperor does protect us even in dire situations, after all.
Naturally, the Crimson Wolves chapter immediately offered its loyal services for the defense of the newly integrated system. Some Librarians still view the “new” chapter with some scepticism because they know the genetic flaw that runs in their DNA and they don’t know yet how exactly will they react in stressful situations. But the Emperor guides us all and we can be sure His Hands and Thoughts will show us the right direction.
gonna have to pass on this one due to time. Regardless, im looking forward to see what heretical madness occurs