40K/Inquisitor RPG. The Line of Damnation.

Imperial Overlord · Post by **Imperial Overlord** » 2004-11-27 02:05am

"An eldar harlequin and ancient weaponry. Inquisitor, someday I must hear some of the stories you have to tell." He turned back to his transport. "Severa! Make sure we have room for two more."

A hand slaps the hull of a transport. Anjun Chou sticks his head out. "Room beside me boss man, as long as they aren't fire magnets."

Gix's retainers are unpacking their gear and arming for heavy fighting. The blonde naval lieutenant is wearing a carapace breastplate over flak armor. A heavy pistol and power cutlass hand on her belt and a automatic shotcannon is slung in a sling. The guard veteran stays near his master and fingers a gorget set with the image of the Emperor. A sword is slung over his back and a laspistol is on his belt. A massive drum fed heavy stubber with an autotargeter hangs on a weapon harness.

Gix himself hasn't changed. But an astute observer will note that he is wearing a body glove under his clothes and notice the bulge of a heavy pistol underneath his arm. A hellpistol rides on his belt next to an ebony force rod, inlaid with gold hexagrams. A sensitive will note Gix's corona power as the psyker gathers his strength for the coming confrontation.

"Do you want to ride with me or Chou?" the inquisitor asks.

Captain tycho · Post by **Captain tycho** » 2004-11-27 02:13am

Judge Xerxes strapped himself into his private shuttle, informing his pilot of the coordinates. The pilot fiddled with his control panel, and suddenly, the shuttle blasted away from the station, descending at terrific speed into Adraxis' atmosphere. The great hive world city came into view seconds later from behind smoggy yellow-green clouds, endless spires poking up from the surface. The shuttle canted to Xerxes' left, bringing the crater and the temple into view. It must have had to have been a rather potent weapon to cause that kind of damage, Xerxes mused. And to have taken out a full squad of Space Marines and a Land Raider with no warning. "Coming up on the landing site now, Senior Judge." The shuttle dropped lower and decelerated rapidly, heavy Xerxes against his seat restraints. Then he heard the landing gear whir and snap into place, and then the shuttle came to a rest.

Xerxes unbuckled himself, and made his way out of the rear exit-ramp. Outside were two Arbitrators in full battle gear. They snapped to rigid attention as Xerxes descended the ramp. "At ease, troopers. My gear, if you will." One of them opened a large storage container beside him, pulling out a full set of carapace armor, a combat shotgun, a supression shield, and Xerxes' own power sword. He geared up quickly, snapping the armor on with praticed precision. "Let's move out and keep the perimeter clear for the following shuttles, Corporal." The two troopers saluted, then sprinted off towards the rest of Xerxes' squad.

(OOC: The squad consists of 9 men, all equipped with combat shotguns, carapace armor, bolt pistols, power mauls, and surpression shields. Two of them are equipped with grenade launchers instead of shotguns. Judge Xerxes also has about 10 executioner rounds and 2 cyber mastiffs)

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » 2004-11-27 02:29am

Equipment loadout:

Everyone has Meltabombs.

Kruger: Davik has Carapace armour, a hellgun, a chainsword and a Psycannon.

Novum: Pater wears a standard shipsuit, with low-profile armour. He wears a dark green cloak that can absorb lasbolts (As seen in For the Emperor) his Inquisiorial rosette on a chain around his neck and he's wearing a headset that has vox and targeting gear. It also has his anti-psychic medallion clipped into the back. He has 2 standard lasguns in hip-holsters. Not forgetting his Force Staff, of course, which is strapped to his back. I think that's it.

Xyng: Gyllia has a Refractor field, a big-arsed hammer and a Naval Pistol. Also an entourage of offensive and defensive Servo-Skulls and Combat Servitors.

Sgt. Slate and co: They're loadedd out like any Storm Troopers. The 2 Assault Weapons they've got are Meltaguns.

Shaper Mallok and co: Regular Krootish loadout.

Chapel, on loan for the weekend: 2 bolt pistols and a power sword, presumably some other fun stuff too.

Typhonis 1 · Post by **Typhonis 1** » 2004-11-27 02:33am

Nathan chuckles lightly"I`ll go with you Inquisitor.And tell you how I came about with my gear as payment for the cab service"

He sits in a nearby set "Well my story starsts with my homeworld of Cadia.I was sent to Terra to be trained as an Inquisitor and was accepted into the Ordo Malleus a few years later."

Nathan holds up and looks at his Rosetta." I was trapped in the warp......I managed to escape it 10 months ago and was pronounced fit and pure after an exmination........thts was a pleasant surprise....what wasmn`t so pleasant was how long I was traped....for me and the crew I was with.....it seemed a few months had past.....I was shocked to learn ...about Hourus betaying the Emperor and everything else that passed in the 10,000 years sinc my entrapment began"

"My Rosetta was presented to me by the Emperor....."

Imperial Overlord · Post by **Imperial Overlord** » 2004-11-27 02:53am

Jolan's jaw practically hits the deck. "Emperor have mercy, YOU'RE NOT JOKING. You met the Emperor . . ." The young inquisitor sits back in a daze.

Severa raps her fist on the ceiling. "Alright, let's get these crates moving! Pilot, get us into space. Take a wide birth from the target area. They've been acting really unfriendly and we have two inquisitors on board!"

"Flight control has given us a go sir," said the the co-pilot.

"Slam it!" Severa ordered. Hethor stroked his gorget, before slipping it under his flak tunic. Emperor willing, it would see him through another battle. Hard acceleration slammed him back in his seat as the two transports and their gunship escorts blasted into space. He looked over at the xeno. The eldar carried a cursed huge gun. He could do a lot of damage if he turned on them. But Jolan was good at making these kind of judgements. But if he was wrong, well then Hethor would find out if the eldar were really fast enough to dodge bullets.

The pilot yelled over the intercom. "We're about to hit the glue! It's going to get choppy for the next bit!" The ship bucked as began reentry. Gix fingered the talisman attached to the inside of his coat that helped him focus his psychic defences. The hollow feeling he always got in the pit of his stomach before going into battle was still with him.

"Most Benevolent Emperor, watch over us, your fallible servants. Guide our weapons, watch over us as we enter danger, and grant us the wisdom to make the proper judgements."

Post by **The Yosemite Bear** » 2004-11-27 02:57am

Since this is a matter of mutual need I brought a few items back with me. Make sure we have disembarked before activating these, , they will damage our gear as well as our enemies, if we are to close, and as any aspect warrior can tell you, Gravity can be a most interesting and exhonerable foe.

These are common plasma grenades, these are tanglers.

We must endevore to kill as little as possible.

our enemy's feed off the death of sentienances, exterminus would be a grand feast after a 60 million year fammine.

Imperial Overlord · Post by **Imperial Overlord** » 2004-11-27 03:40am

Gix accepts the grenades in a daze, still trying to cope with meeting someone who recieved his rosette from the Emperor himself. Some part of his brain manages to process the eldar's words. "You're talking about the C'tan right? The gods of the Necrontyr. Their artifacts and battle robots have been discovered on several expeditions. Apparently some of them are still active or were waiting to be activated. That's what was found down there?"

Imperial Overlord · Post by **Imperial Overlord** » 2004-11-27 03:48am

Severa's cyberskulls both keep their gazes locked on the eldar. It is quite apparent that the deadly and inhuman death jester worries the two senior members of the inquisitor's retinue, no matter how accepting he might be. Perhaps there is some low level psychic aura of dread coming from the deadly alien, perhaps it is merely respect for his deadly prowess and Imperial xenophobia. Whatever the reason, to them he represents a possible threat to their master and charge.

Imperial Overlord · Post by **Imperial Overlord** » 2004-11-27 04:01am

Commissar Prius reviewed his men while waiting for the shuttle to arrive. The inquisitors had their reasons and it was their place to make such decisions, but deep in his gut he knew placing any faith in xenos was a mistake. They might get good use of them, but the xenos would should no loyalty or faith and a commissar knew the power of faith.

His men stood rigidly at attention. Their weapons were ready and their determination to serve no matter what the cost was etched on their faces. These were true servants of the Imperium, not like that disgracefully slack sergeant and his lackies. Prius would show them what well trained men with resolute leaders and faith in the Emperor could accomplish.

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » 2004-11-27 04:02am

Someone coughed politely and made him jump.

The assasain Chapel was standing at a sort of negligent attention, like a Lion stalking it's prey. "May I accompany you on this Shuttle?"

Petrosjko · Post by **Petrosjko** » 2004-11-27 04:03am

"You are the Imperial Guard!" Prius thunders at the assembled troopers. "With the guidance of the Emperor, we have raised the flag of mankind over a million and one worlds! Before us, the mutant has cowered, the xenos has retreated, and the accursed have been crushed!"

He strides back and forth. "I see fear," he snarls. "I see the fear in you! Drive it down and bury it beneath the strength of your faith in the Emperor!"

For all that they have learned to hate the commissar, it is hard to deny the passion with which he speaks and the presence he projects at these moments. As he lofts his chainsword high, a ripple of murmurs run through the regiment. "Obedience in all things, and glory will be ours. For glory! FOR THE GOD-EMPEROR!"

The colonel picks up the phrase and shouts it as well, prompting a swell of answering yells until the regiment is bellowing at the top of its lungs.

"FOR THE GOD-EMPEROR!"

Prius neatly clips his chainsword back to his belt and turns on his heel. "The regiment is yours," he says, quietly enough that the colonel has to lean forward to hear him over the din. "Begin the embarkation."

GeneralTacticus · Post by **GeneralTacticus** » 2004-11-27 04:16am

As the Arbites shuttle entered the bay, those waiting noticed a figure in full power armour enter the bay, followed by a pair of Navy troopers hauling containers of unidentified equipment. The figure seemed to spend several seconds examining the bay, before the figure removed the helmet to reveal Inquisitor Adivan's flame-red hair and bone-white face. He nodded to the Assassin, Commissar, and other assorted figures awaiting transport to the surface.

"Looks like I was just in time. I hope you don't mind if I bring these troopers along; some of the gear I'm bringing is rather heavy. By the way, Commissar, that was a most commendable speech. You will go far in the Emperor's service."

Raxmei · Post by **Raxmei** » 2004-11-27 04:26am

Vorus, his assistant Foren Tysor, Granpa, and the activated servitors (some carrying baggage, others heavy weapons) started to board the transport.

"What exactly are we going to do down there?" asked Foren.

"I'm not quite sure. Either we're providing fire support for the assault or going to negotiate. Depends on the situation on the ground. All the hardware we're bringing should help us whether we have to shoot our way in or out." Vorus turned to talk to the skull, "Just keep your eyes open and your head down. I'll take care of everything."

"Thanks, I'll do that." said the younger techpriest.

"What? Oh you, you should be careful too."

Captain tycho · Post by **Captain tycho** » 2004-11-27 04:32am

Judge Xerxes and his squad were camped not far from the temple, in a large apartment complex a few dozen stories up. His squad had set up a small scanner station in the apartment, and were exhaustively collecting data on the temple. "Nothing much different from our scans a few hours ago, sir. They have bolter turrents set up along the perimiter, buggers sitting inside the entrances, all the rest. Our boys will have a hell of a time getting into that place unscathed." Xerxes chuckled. "That's quite an understatement, Corporal. I shudder to think what is inside the catacombs."

Corporal Duran nodded, then spoke into his vox-set to the station. "Situation report here: Estimated 20 heavy bolter turrents set up along the perimeter, with suspected sharpshooters on the rooftops. Unknown number and type of hostiles inside. No vehicular support detected. Mines probable. Several anti-aircraft launchers in hidden alcoves on the temple rooftop. No hostile activity detected on the exterior of the temple. Expect numerous sensor blindspots inside. End report."

Petrosjko · Post by **Petrosjko** » 2004-11-27 04:48am

"My thanks, Lord Inquisitor," he answers quietly, fingering the aquila he wears around his neck. He watches the troops as they file into the landers... for once, the junior officers and NCOs actually seem to be moving with purpose and vigor, bellowing their orders with authority.

Pride is a sin, he reminds himself. All glory comes from service to the God-Emperor, and mortal man is but a mote in His eye. If the soldiers of the Borean Rifles perform their duties, it is not his doing... it is His doing.

Thank you, oh mighty Emperor, for giving me this opportunity to serve you. Thank you, great God, for giving your wrath unto me to smite your foes. Thank you, King of Kings, for giving me your hatred of all that would oppose you. Pray give me the strength not to live, but to die in your service. Pray give mankind continued dominion over the stars. For your glory I will guide these men and keep their souls pure. Onward to victory...

"Amen," he murmurs aloud as he finishes the prayer, head bowed reverentially, before crossing himself and striding for his place on a lander.

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » 2004-11-27 05:50am

Pater brought the Stellar Concord down a couple of blocks away from the Techpriest Shrine in an area cordoned off by local law enforcement. He strode up to the ad-hoc command post. "What's the situation, soldier?"

Imperial Overlord · Post by **Imperial Overlord** » 2004-11-27 06:20am

Anjun Chou leaned forward into the cockpit. "Drop me off before you hit your landing zone." The co-pilot looked at the slim man as if he was crazy. "I'll repel down if necessary. Just do it before you drop off the crunchies. I've got to earn my pay," which could be higher, he said to himself.

"The square over there," said the pilot. "Those buildings give us cover from the anti-air."

"Do it," said Chou. "Don't want to make the bossman unhappy." He leaped the two meter gap to the ground. Fightened and awed citizens watched the transport rise up and leave as Chou pushed his way into the crowd. Sneak work was his job and getting a covert look at that place could save everyone's ass.

The agent was ready for all hell to break lose. Under his shirt he wore a flak vest and two laser pistols were belted around his waste. He hated being this unsubtle, but odds were that he was going to need all the firepower he could muster. His needle pistol was under his left arm and several blades were secreted on various parts of his body. In the small of his back, under his jacket, was his ace in the hole. He didn't like the damn thing. Clumsy, short ranged, and grossly overpowered. But the inferno pistol was a one shot kill against even the most heavily armored targets. Against heavily armored servitors, it might be the difference between life and death.

"Bossman, this is Chou. I'm on the ground and performing recon. Give me a heads up so I can get out of the way before you send in the crunchies."

Post by **NecronLord** » 2004-11-27 09:14am

The temple entrance yawned before the errant techpriest Vorus like a great cave. Its colossal doors of steel and iron, embossed with the great cogged-skull symbol of the Adeptus slid aside at his approach, and a tunnel lined with wires and pipes went into the hive. Nearby there was a cavernous hole in the ground, and a few pieces of buckled and half melted adamantine composite, red paint still partly left over. Great turreted heavy bolters could be seen in the roof of the corridor, ready to tear any unauthorised entrant to bloody remnants of what they once were.

One could see blast doors retracted into the walls also, and panels sporting a dozen rune-marked buttons next to each. Sounds echoed from within the temple and the pipes hissed. “Greetings, brother tech-priest,” said a voice, “I’m afraid I can’t be with you in person. The vox will have to suffice. You see, we have detected a lot of strange movement nearby. It appears that the forces of the impure Imperium are moving against us…

“do not concern yourself though… The Skitarii and Praetorians will eliminate their scouts,” the disembodied voice of the distant magos said, and at that moment, hordes of tracked servitors and red-robed augmentees emerged from hiding all around the complex, toting hellguns, bolters, meltas and grenade launchers. “Come in,” the voice replied, “and complete your pilgrimage to the archeotrove. It really is wonderous…” The great door hissed as it slid down, entombing Vorus in the temple…

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » 2004-11-27 09:21am

Kruger cursed. "We've got a lot of Bogeys headed our way. I want everyone deployed in defensive pattern Glavion-Secundus. Gyllia, I want.. Gyllia?" The female Techpriest had disappeared. He cursed. "Pater, find her before she gets into any mischeif." Pater nodded, wrapped his stealth-cloak around himself, and vanished.

Xyng felt oddly drawn to the temple, where Vorus had disappeared moments before...

Post by **NecronLord** » 2004-11-27 09:26am

Moving about the hive buildings like experts, the Skitarii began opening fire. First a smattering of hellgun fire came from the windows across the 'street.' Within seconds, the Skitarii were manouvering to avoid counter-fire, and from somewhere down the street, a pair of distinctive booming pops indicated the praetorians firing thier hallucinogen grenades at the command post.

Brother-Captain Gaius · Post by **Brother-Captain Gaius** » 2004-11-27 12:12pm

Zag clenched the handlebar as the shuttle was buffeted and rocked around violently by re-entry. His squad was clustered together in the rear of the craft, geared up and ready for insertion. He shouted over the din, "We've got a bunch of heretics down there in need of cleansing, boys and girls. Stay sharp, 'cuz we're going in hot!" As if on cue, the rear door began yawning open, exposing the turbulent atmosphere of the hive world. "Schmidt, go!" The youngest Wereraptor undid his restraints and made for the open hatch as Zag motioned for more squad members. "Go, go, go!" One after another, each Stormtrooper leapt from the speeding craft. Making sure his faceplate and grav-chute were secure, the lieutenant followed the last trooper off and into the gringy atmosphere typical of a hive.

Uria Kneedr landed none too gently on the roof of a building at the outskirts of the hive, rolling into cover immediately. It was a good thing too, because las and bolter rounds impacted the structure around her. "Shit," the marksman observed, unbundling her hellgun and flipping the covers off of the optics. Another bolter shell blew a sizeable chunk out of the roof not a foot away from her. Cringing, she was about to report her status when she heard a high-pitched yell followed closely by a multitude of explosions, which had the effect of stopping all the fire she was taking. Risking a glance at the enemy position, she saw what could only be the work of Habib Al'Shahid, judging by an entire story of windows which had been blown out and now spewed smoke. Her suspicions were confirmed when the fanatical warrior worked his way over to her building, visor raised and grinning ear to ear.

"Come Uria, the others are nearby! We will destroy the infidels together!" Shaking her head, she trotted off after the suicidal nut.

Post by **NecronLord** » 2004-11-27 12:26pm

On the outer surface of the hive, concealed multilasers opened up, with four round bursts as they tried to track the downfalling stormtroopers, who moved languidly in their grav-chutes. The Skitarii too careful aim at their organic equals - to their minds inferiors - and opened fire with their hellguns.

Brother-Captain Gaius · Post by **Brother-Captain Gaius** » 2004-11-27 12:35pm

Kaelus Zaggridson was concerned. Not only had Kneedr, Al'Shahid, and Vorgrun not reported in, but Schmidt had taken a nasty wound from the anti-air las fire as they dropped in. Then again, that was the idea behind sending the junior trooper first. Greshn was bent over the prostrate form of the young Kriegan working furiously, but it didn't look good. The rest of the team was busy popping out from behind cover and taking shots at the multitude of enemy forces around them while Zag himself was trying to raise the MIA troopers on vox, with little success. An explosion rocked the street as Mitzen let loose an anti-personnel missile at a group of heretics. Credence roared in between curses at her volatile weapon as she unleashed blasts of plasma at anything she could find. Gritting his teeth, Zag tried the vox again.

Petrosjko · Post by **Petrosjko** » 2004-11-27 02:20pm

"Rocket launcher! We need to take out that bolter!" "Medic! MEDIC!" "Squad's pinned down!"

Prius crouched near a shattered wall and ushered the rocket launcher team a long. "Move, damn you, move!"

They hadn't gotten very far before bogging down in heavy fire. The lead platoon had already lost half its men to the devastatingly accurate fire.

Suddenly, Prius dodged forward, the wall behind him shattering. He'd had a feeling, a sudden Emperor-gifted sense that something bad was going to happen and he needed to move RIGHT NOW. The rocket team was down, one dead, the other screaming as he clutched the stump of his leg. Prius scrambled across the ground toward him, seizing the rocket launcher and scuttling toward the pinned unit.

Post by **The Yosemite Bear** » 2004-11-27 03:06pm

humans I shall be departing soon, cait laughed, a vyper would have been better, but the board was smaller and much less of a target. you wouldn't mind opening a hatch for me? I shall assist your besieged forces, and I can make dramatic enough of an entrance from here, without drawing fire. Jumping out away from the temple, the blade stabalized as he flew, the holofields muting his own image and creating false images, with a cackle of laughter he released the haywire bombs.

the wailing of frozen servos and servators, along with the aguished cries of the adaptus soldiers combined with his own laughter, making for sound of great beuty or abject horror depending on your species and disposition.

The guard forces and the commisars noted the slackening in the fight, a diversion had started, while forces of the heretics not frozen under the haywire's influence, went to pursue the airborne figures in black. (holofields there's just one me, I'm making it look like there are several).

<basically poped up attack, threw granade, then poped out of direct fire, drawing off extra forces, who can't compete with me for speed>

yes, the mon-keigh servant's of ruin were reacting as predicted, maintaining just enough speed to lead the servator stormtroopers right to the Kroot ambush should be a fair and ironic payback, it would also buy the besieg-
one of his decoys winked out by hellgun fire, close too close, as teh hologram vanished and the blast struck a section of wall, causing it to fall.