40K/Inquisitor RPG. The Line of Damnation.

Tasoth · Post by **Tasoth** » 2004-11-27 03:12pm

The Huntsmen hit the ground running, they're training as mechanism cavalry allowing them to escape from their lander fleet seconds before it was wiped from the sky. They had landed towards the rear of allied forces, no doubt the commissar would use this to prove their cowardice. But it was a plan, already the Comms men of both teams were calling out fire mission.

' ...Cluster munition to 0284, widest spread!' came the call for artillery against the AA Lasers.

'.. Request for immediate sortie by local Navy fighter Squadron. This place is crawling!'

The Sarge and his men were not sitting on their laurels. Briar is an agri-world, its people hunting from their first steps. Coupled with their Guard training, each trooper was taking shots most other regiments would be leary of. Aim shifted from target to target smoothly, the squad working as a machine to cover fire lanes. Trooper MicDugen is hurriedly at work firing grenades to units that have dug in or threaten to over run fellow guard.

consequences · Post by **consequences** » 2004-11-27 03:17pm

Note to self, recquisition Conversion Field, just because I'm a sacrificial goat is no reason to make the enemy's life easier

Most of the attackers had been countered by twice their number, the tech-boys, noting the presence of a refractor field all on its lonesome, had apparently decided that six was a good number to start with, including two borgs.

Of course, that can work both ways Chapel thought, as he detached his refractor field generator , and threw it down the street towards a covered position, simulating a scuttle for cover. As their fire tracked to follow it, Chapel thumbed his plasma pistol to rapid-fire, using it to blast both borgs while his bolt pistol suppressed the stormtroopers, in one case permanently. Much better he thought, as he took down a second Skitarii. Ducking back behind the low wall he was sheltering behind, he waited another second for the plasma pistol's energy to recharge as he switched it back to full power, before exposing it briefly, using it to blast apart the wall his opponents were trying to preserve themselves with. One of the two collapsed screaming with blood streaming from his ruined eyes, the other fell a moment later as his head exploded a moment before reaching a nearby building.

Disdaining to finish the poor bastard shrieking in pain in the street, Chapel voxed back in the clear "six targets eliminated. send six rounds of replacement ammunition. bored." Hopefully that would take a bit of pressure off of the poor Guard bastards, and maybe infuriate the enmy until they made a mistake. He then resumed his stealthy approach, dragging the still active refractor field by a blacked-out nearly invisible wire fifteen feet behind him.

Petrosjko · Post by **Petrosjko** » 2004-11-27 03:18pm

Prius muttered a prayer to the Emperor as he triggered the rocket launcher, watching the missile fly sweet and true to detonate against the heavy bolter turrent. They hadn't even been seeking to engage... this was part of an effort to find a staging area in order to deploy behind the xenos cannon fodder. But the devilishly concealed turrents and ambushers had given proof to the old saying about no battle plan surviving contact with the enemy.

Overhead, the shrieking xenos abominations twirled and howled, raining fire upon the heretics.

"What... what is..." the trooper nearest to Prius asked.

Prius stood, drawing his chainsword. "They will kill us if we stay here! Forward! For the God-Emperor!"

If they could seize the high ground while the enemy was distracted and diverted, and hold it until reinforcements arrived, they might just have a chance. Franner and Michaelson rose up first, then the rest of the platoon's survivors clambered to their feet, charging into the midst of the few defenders not drawn off by the diversions.

Imperial Overlord · Post by **Imperial Overlord** » 2004-11-27 03:43pm

"Bossman, in case you've gone completely deaf, ALL HELL HAS BROKEN LOOSE HERE!!!" Chou crouched down behind a wall, trying desperately to vanish. Both las pistols were drawn, puny weapons compared to the ones slaying with impunity all around him. "Fuck this," he said to himself. "This shit isn't in my job description." The slim man inched away, easying away from the killing zone.

* * *

"Move out!" Severa's yell was muffled by her rebreather. The Naval Security broke into to pairs and trotted ahead. They had switched the mags on their autoguns to armor defeating manstoppers from their usual soft slugs. Her own shotcannon was loaded with rifled slugs instead of her usual glass filament loads.

Trotting right behind was D'eckor, his heavy stubber gripped in his hands. He was two steps ahead of his master, ready to lay down a withering curtiain of fire whenever necessary.

"Contacts!" Severa yelled. Her hunter skull's auspexes had produced results. "Probables at 337 mark 22." Her eyes tracked left and up. There. That building. The two lead pairs of Naval troopers were already moving for cover when las fire errupted from the building. The bastards! They were trying to wait until more of entered the kill zone! They were trying to suck us in!

Two troopers were hit by las fire. One took two glancing hits which his armour stopped. The other got hit three times, including a round just above the knee. Las fire hosed his downed body. "Rape it! May the Emperor cast all of you into the warp!" Severa cursed. Autoguns returned fire, shredding glass and chewing up ferrocrete to no great effect. Gix came up behind her.

"On my mark, take Hethor and your troops and hit the building," the inquisitor said.

"Jolan, have you seen that curtain of fire?" The dreadful sound of a heavy bolter opening up punctuated her statement.

"I know," said Gix wrapping a corona of psychic force around him. His force rod was tightly gripped in one hand, several small objects in the other. The inquisitor spun partway into the open. Two high energy las bolts splattered off his psychic shield. The small spheres in his hand telekinetically flew up and into the windows where fire was coming from. Gouts of plasma errupted from those windows. "STORM!"

Eveyone else charged. A second wave of explosions obscured the front of the building as Gix plastered it with frag grenades to surpress the survivor's fire. Now it was up to the fighting men and women to deliver and Gix had no doubt in his subordinates abilities.

Petrosjko · Post by **Petrosjko** » 2004-11-27 04:13pm

"He can still shoot," Prius said coldly. "Put him on the wall."

The wounded man whimpered as he was dragged to a position and handed a lasgun. They had a dozen effectives left, along with a smattering of functional wounded who could still lay down fire.

"Support is moving up, commissar," the vox-man reported. "Delta company was ambushed too, but they've cleared the area and are coming. Mortar support will be available shortly."

Prius crouched beside a wall, studying the chaos. This was an Emperor-bedamned mess, with a variety of forces moving independently, supporting each other where they overlapped, but otherwise barely coordinating at all.

He turned to the vox-man. "Tell the regiment that with the fire support we can hold here, and to move Delta to the left to flank them."

"Aye sir."

Post by **NecronLord** » 2004-11-27 04:38pm

If any of them had ever been in an earthquake… they’d find the next sensation they all felt, eerily familiar. The ground shook, and there was a colossal boom in the distance. Things fell from the roves of the hive’s corridors, and the balconies and plazas on the outside of the hive shook.

The first of the navy’s Marauder bombers had arrived, and the bombs ploughed into the armoured face of the mechanicus temple, blasting great craters. Lightning strike fighters darted in to take out air-defence installations, as heavier Vulture Cunships and Valkyrie Airborne Assault Carriers approached, beginning to open fire on those servitors and skitarii on the outside of the hive.

If there was one thing to be said for Lena Novadlorian, while she wasn’t always prompt, she was definitely worth waiting for. Laspistol in hand, she fired out of the opened door of the command Valkyrie, surprised to score a hit on one of the skitarii scuttling back to their holes like rats, frightened by a passing predator. The chatter of the heavy bolter whose operator she had a hand on the shoulder of for support caused her to smile as some of the servitors, standing mindlessly against the renewed assault were blown apart.

“Pilot!” she shouted, turning, and drawing her power sword, instantly sheathed in a crackling blue energy field, “Land in that assembly area!” she pointed with the tip of the sword toward the area where the hallucinogens had gone off previously, “and comm. officer, tell those stinking xenos tau to set down on that landing pad outside the machine temple… And get someone to blow those doors…”

A lightning swept around, and ploughed two rockets into the cave like opening of the Adeptus Mechanicus landing pad where she had just told the orca dropship to put down. Whatever lay beyond that door, she’d far preffer the Tau to be the unfortunates who went in first. The Valkirie swept down into the area, and she jumped down with an easy grace belying her age, carapace armour not seeming to detract from it, accompanied by half a dozen elite naval troopers.

Post by **The Yosemite Bear** » 2004-11-27 04:42pm

settling down behind some human troops Cait grabbed his massive shrieker catapult, the wailling sound ripped through the air, as the crystaline missiles cut into the heretic servators, the bodies began melting into their base components, the organics sloughing off the metal frames. eithout the insulation and support from the organics, the metal and electronics collapsed in slow motion following their deaths. The macabre scene would have been horrific to most other foes,

Petrosjko · Post by **Petrosjko** » 2004-11-27 05:05pm

A cheer went up as the naval support blasted through the Mechanicus defenders, only to die down as the xenos dropship arrived.

"Commissar, what are the aliens doing?"

"Serving their purpose," Prius said grimly, fanciful images of calling down fire support on the grounded dropship dancing in his mind. Glancing back, he saw the colonel and his headquarters company moving down the boulevard.

"What the bloody hell happened here, commissar?" the colonel asked as he trotted up.

"A battle," Prius said, suddenly overwhelmed by a ravaging thirst. He pulled the canteen from his greatcoat and took a long draught. "Stand your men ready to follow the... xenos in. When the enemy has disposed of them, we follow." Sunlight glistened off the drying blood on his hand as he lowered the canteen.

He glanced at the Orca again. And if the enemy didn't finish them off... then the Borean Rifles would.

Imperial Overlord · Post by **Imperial Overlord** » 2004-11-27 05:08pm

Gix gathered more power around himself and launched into the air. The telekinetic pulse rushed him through the air, low across the open ground and into the doorway where his troops waited. He released his power as he stepped inside. He would need all of his strength in the trials ahead. D'eckor and a single trooper were there.

"Severa's sweeping the building," D'eckor replied. The big veteran was watching the corridor. "Her hunter is running down the coggies and she's finishing them.

"Good," replied Jolan as he stepped over the bullet ridden body of a Mechanicus trooper.

* * *

The shotcannon roared as Lieutenant Valen poured fire into the servitor. The armored cyber-mechanism staggered, holes oozing blood and fluids as its' heavy bolter arm stopped trying to hit the jinking gun skull and come to bear on the naval officer. More slugs and lasbolts slammed into it, punching holes into its torso. The servitor fell, still twitching. Severa loaded a fresh magazine and consulted her read out. "Team two, reading of three targets, within 15 meters of your position. Repeat three targets on the move with- what in the Emperor's name is that?"

Cait slip his skyboard and leaped off, rebounding off the wall with the aid of his flip belt. Two Monh-Keighs in armour and one of their hideous cybernetic slaves turned to face him. So slow. Cait laughed, a terrible thing augemented by his own psychic powers and his wargear. He had loaded his Shrieker with ordinary ammunition before entering, not wanting to face exploding enemies at close range, but the lance weapon remained slung.

He punched his kiss into the gap in the armour near the shoulder joint and carressed the trigger. The human began to jerk and die as the monofilaments spun through his insides, but Cait was already moving on. The clumsy gun servitor was next and Cait placed his hand on the cannon, using it as leverage to flip over and past him. The other Mon- Keigh was
trying to bring his gun to bear on the dancing, phantasmal harlequin's image. He saw the image coalesce into the form of a benevolent saint shrouded in a glowing halo with an outstreched arm. Then Cait pulled the trigger on his shuriken pistol and turned his head into red ruin.

The servitor had turned to face him by now. But its heavy weapon, crude cybernetics, and armour plating made it slow even by Monh-Keigh standards. Power blades or rivve blades would be better weapons for this work thought the death jester as he rolled low and sprung back up. The servitor continued to track him, but Cait had the opening he wanted. The harlequin's kiss brushed the augment's jaw and monofilament obliterated its brain.

Cait stood above the bodies of his enemies. Now what other mischef will the Laughing God send my way? he thought as he unslung his shrieker cannon. His holofields shimmered, painting the harlequin the same dull grey as the walls as he wandered out in search of another dance.

Captain tycho · Post by **Captain tycho** » 2004-11-27 05:21pm

Xerxes opened a channel to his grenadiers. "Commence firing on those bolter emplacements. High-explosive grenades only, don't use the haywires yet."
He heard a series of loud whump! sounds as the grenade launchers began firing. The volley of grenades impacted directly on top of several light bolter emplacements, shattering them in a blast of yellow flame. Several other bolters began firing wildly, their crews trying to find targets. The heavy mounts were completely untouched, but that was to be expected.

Imperial Overlord · Post by **Imperial Overlord** » 2004-11-27 05:30pm

"Severa here, inquisitor. Building is secured. Another man lost, one injured. We had a visit from our xeno ally."

"Good work Severa." The inquisitor adjusted his vox. "All units this is Inquisitor Jolan Gix. We have secured a building near the Mechanicus temple. It can serve as a stagging post for an assault and provide protected positions for heavy weapons teams. Coordinates follow."

Petrosjko · Post by **Petrosjko** » 2004-11-27 05:34pm

"He's dead," Michaelson said numbly, staring at Franner's corpse.

Prius crouched down, closing the dead man's eyes. "He died in the service of the Emperor and now will sit at his side for all eternity."

It had been a brutal baptism of fire for the troopers involved. From what he had gathered, Delta had nearly come apart during the ambush, only to rally when fire support came in and the colonel himself had moved his headquarters unit in to stiffen their resolve.

He watched as shells rained down upon the temple, unsure if they belonged to his unit or the other Guard units in the area. Whatever the source, they were barely scratching the structure of the redoubt.

"I don't like this," he mutters to himself. So far, they've seen nothing that would have defeated the Astartes. Whatever did that is still out there, and likely plotting to deliver a most telling blow.

"Come along, I'm going to survey the perimeter," he ordered Michaelson.

Post by **NecronLord** » 2004-11-27 05:38pm

The commissar was soon proven correct, this was by the form that could be seen darting from building to building. A gleaming silver figure, it moved with obscene speed, there for a moment, and gone a moment later...

Captain tycho · Post by **Captain tycho** » 2004-11-27 05:47pm

Judge Xerxes acknowleged Inquisitor Jolan's transmission. "This is Judge Xerxes. My squad is currently holding position at the edge of the temple. A frontal assault on the structure will be disastrous. We shall need either light artillery or vehicular support to take out those heavy guns."

Tasoth · Post by **Tasoth** » 2004-11-27 05:51pm

"This is Sergeant Jaerdn. We're moving up to the naval staging point. We are in contact with local artillery. Send coordinates our way." The Huntsmen squad were wading through the thick of it. What an individual couldn't bring down, the fire from the squad was poured on. It was slow going, but effective.

Typhonis 1 · Post by **Typhonis 1** » 2004-11-27 06:01pm

Nathan slid forward like a wraith. several sevitors and custodes already dispatched by his plasma pistols .He spoted Captain Novadlorian about to0 be shot by a gun servitor .He dispatched it by blowing its head off and faced her.

"My dear Captain I believe you need my aid."

He fliped the pistol over pointing it behind himself and shooting a traitor custodes.

"So shall we go aide the troops inside?"

He noted a twin bolter emplacement beleaguring Prius`s troops and calmly ripped it from its housing and threw it at a second one destroying it.

"The path is clear Commisar"

Nathan strode forward as Captain Novadlorian follwed .He yelled at the Guardsmen as the advanced

"Forward men let every soldier in service to the Emperor do his duty this day and know He is watching and aiding us"

He mopved twoards a closer secure vantage point not bothering to see if anyone follwed him.

"I am in position.....I can direct fire if need be"

Captain tycho · Post by **Captain tycho** » 2004-11-27 06:01pm

"Transmitting coordinates, Sergeant." Xerxes downloaded target info from the sensor array and through his transmitter.

Post by **NecronLord** » 2004-11-27 06:02pm

The figure was suddenly among a group of the rifles, vaulting through their defences. It was tall, maybe eight feet, and it hefted a gleaming brass weapon. It fired, and in a moment the sergeant and two men with him were on the floor, twitching. A gleaming metal fist shot out and impaled one of the guardsmen who tried to bring his lasgun around. The blood-soaked fist withdrew from the slumping guardsman, and caught the falling lasgun. The stoutly made weapon snapped as the figure smacked it against the nearest other guardsman’s head. If the splintered ruin of the lasgun looked like a mess, one need only look at the helmeted former head. Stamping on fallen man’s head, the figure watched it explode like an apple trodden on by a booted foot, totally dispassionately.

The figure fired its graviton gun once more, and two more guardsmen fell to the floor, one screaming as her leg broke under her, like puppets with the strings cut. Three remained standing, and their impotent lasfire ricocheted off the figure’s armoured chest without even scoring it, and it was on them, casually snapping one’s neck with its blood-soaked hand, and shooting another in the head with the gun at point blank range, at the same time, killing the third with a side kick. The survivors, incapacitated by the graviton gun, were made short work of, and the figure ran off once more into the chaos of battle, its soulless blue eyes hunting for more victims.

Petrosjko · Post by **Petrosjko** » 2004-11-27 06:19pm

"Colonel, I'd advise you to move up to the breach the Inquisitor has kindly provided for us..."

Finally, they were getting some coordination going. "But not overcommit... what the...?" he saw the gleaming silver figure darting away from a squad position. "Hold one," he said suddenly, darting to a better viewpoint and extracting a pair of binoculars from his greatcoat. After viewing the aftermath of the slaughter, he stuffed them back into his coat and picked up the vox again, switching to the general frequency.

"All units, all units, hostile xenos detected moving through the perimeter. Number and type undetermined."

Tasoth · Post by **Tasoth** » 2004-11-27 06:33pm

'This is Imperius Gladius, requesting fire mission for <XXXX>. Walk 'em along the their line.'/

'This is Sergeant Jaerdn, we may have just blown a cap in their defenses. We'll need confirmation by the Arbites.' The Huntsmen have couped themselves up in one of the old buildings, having knocked out the stairs up and making sure the remaining approaches are watched.

Imperial Overlord · Post by **Imperial Overlord** » 2004-11-27 06:40pm

"This is Gix. I am moving into position to directly observe the Mechanicus Temple. Judge Xerxes, heavy damage has been done to the exterior weapon emplacements. Reevaluate outcome of assault under the new circumstances. An anomalty has been picked up on the auspexes and it has engaged members of the Imperial Guard. Proceed with extreme caution. Bases on bio scanner results and lack of warp disturbance leads me to believe we are facing an archaeotech warmachine from the Dark Age of Technology. Adjust weapon load outs appropriately. It appears to be systematically stalking and eliminated our units. Further details will be forthcoming. I am proceeding to investigate the massacre site."

Gix gripped his force rod tightly. An inquisitor should master fear, but ice gripped his spine. He knew enough about the Dark Age to fear its weapons. Hopefully Severa's auspexes would give them enough warning. Behind them, following unseen at a distance, Anjun Chou took up a trailing position. He gripped his inferno pistol tightly. Anjun knew he would be dead now if he hadn't met Gix. He didn't believe in the Emperor, but he would be damned in his own way if he didn't have Gix's back.

Petrosjko · Post by **Petrosjko** » 2004-11-27 06:46pm

"Gix, Ristani. Will meet you there," Prius turned to Michaelson. "Get a rocket launcher."

"S-s-sir? Yes sir." Michaelson scrambled down, requisitioning the heavier weapon on the spot as Prius pulled out his aquila and gave it a quick kiss. Whatever the foe, xenos or archaeotech, he would be ready to face it. Michaelson lumbered back up.

"Let's go," he snapped, as he started down toward the massacre site.

Captain tycho · Post by **Captain tycho** » 2004-11-27 06:49pm

Xerxes raised his head up cautiously, noting about 5 ruined bolter emplacements. "Confirmed kill of 5 emplacements, Sergeant. Requesting surpression fire for coordinates 6783-5602. We're gonna try to get closer." Turning to his squad, he shouted "Ok boys, when that artillery begins blasting, we run like fuck towards that building over there."

Tasoth · Post by **Tasoth** » 2004-11-27 06:51pm

'Understood Arbites'

'Imperitus Gladius to Fusilade Bolter Null-Wun-Four, suppressing fire, 6 rounds, 2 salvoes to 6783-5602.'

' This is Jaerdn to Arbites, request is in, best of luck.'

Imperial Overlord · Post by **Imperial Overlord** » 2004-11-27 06:56pm

"Ristani, bring plasma and melta weapons if you have them. I think it is fast and while faith is stronger than steel, steel is tougher than flesh. I don't know if you'll be able to bring heavy weapons to bear fast enough. May the Emperor watch over you."

The commissar was a rigid man, but brave and true. He was perfect for his job. I hope I do mine as well as he does his, Jolan thought. "Severa, auspex results?"

"No propellant or massive heat discharges. Bones and organs crushed. I'm not sure what was used. Energy scanners getting an odd reading, like a malfunctioning suspensor field. I don't understand it."

"Malfunctioning suspensor? Like an altered grav fie-.." Gix set his vox to broad transmition. "Gix to all units! The archaeotech is armed with a graviton gun! Wide area effect, it will pin and crush you under heavy G fields! Evidence suggests it is using an extremely powerful setting!"