Donatos Aphael wrote:
He pushed the door open and he went to the tech priest after nodding a welcome to Ubba "Greetings, Brother-Sergeant."
He went to the Magos "I received your summon. I need you to catch me up"
He went to the Magos "I received your summon. I need you to catch me up"
"The information provided indicates that a Chaos Space Marine warlord known as Antinius Bericosian is present within this sector. The source also provided a name as to an individual sheltering this heretic: Esumi. They were uncertain though as to whether the location the traitor is lodging at was a tavern or a mansion."
Blaze wrote:
((Interesting so far. I know Lucien is banned here. So sad.))
(No. Mathius said he's welcome. Drael is just security, but Mathius is in charge. He can come in)
Magos Dominus Harkoth-937 wrote:
Donatos Aphael wrote:
He pushed the door open and he went to the tech priest after nodding a welcome to Ubba "Greetings, Brother-Sergeant."
He went to the Magos "I received your summon. I need you to catch me up"
He went to the Magos "I received your summon. I need you to catch me up"
"The information provided indicates that a Chaos Space Marine warlord known as Antinius Bericosian is present within this sector. The source also provided a name as to an individual sheltering this heretic: Esumi. They were uncertain though as to whether the location the traitor is lodging at was a tavern or a mansion."
"Are there any approximate coordinates of these two places? Perhaps we can capture and turn this Esumi over to the Inquisition, and neutralize this Antinius Bercosian"
"Hmm...You people are strange."
"You learn to ignore it after a while"
" Better to treat such matters with a tactical discretion Magos Harkoth "
Bootfalls announced the Lord General's presence, a grand and imposing stature as befitted the Emperor's own though certainly not without a sort of refined menace that was characteristic of the Schola Progenium's more esteemed examples that had proven themselves both in halls of learning and fields of battle. As ever, the Mordian's distinguished and kempt disposition betrayed a ruthless sophistication. Beside him, Tempestus Scions of his own retinue, the characteristic blue on khaki of his regiments displayed in their armor, well-worn, scarred faces their pedigree. The lord general's frigid gaze shot over to the purveyor of libations in this well-frequented establishment.
" Right, what's a Lord General have to do to get some lubrication around here, a bumper of Amasec for my lord Aphael, Magos Harkoth and I "
The lord general took his place,
" Lord Aphael, such an esteemed presence, it seems only yesterday that we frequented ork infested fields when I was but a commissar, alas, I am worse for wear on account of that and many more battles but an Astartes needn't be concerned with such mortal woes "
Aleksandr then turned to Harkoth, meeting the whirr of his cogitators with a resolve that met what was arguably a mutual ambition amongst the three.
" I would predict, as I am sure would resonate with your wisdoms my lords, that the arch-enemy has in part made their own designs on our plans, a symmetrical strike would be.... ill-advised, particularly amongst these loathsome hive-bowels whereupon we would fight an enemy well-acquainted with the domain, upon their home-front as it were. Where there are warbands loyal to the ruinous powers, it serves to reason and as experience has taught, that there are foul-begotten things and wretched thralls, for theirs is a deception and a particularly vile cunning, the servants of chaos know from whence to strike and unto which shadow they may retreat, we may yet be walking into a ploy that should see our efforts ill-invested, better still to bait them, study them before committing to the hunt... let our strike then be decisive, for chaos once maimed returns twice as bold, the severed head of a serpent returned in twain... let us bode, let us be the patient hunter that sees the quarry vanquished rather than dealt injury alone "
Drael Chæzkath wrote:
"You learn to ignore it after a while"
"Who says I haven't already?" Yeeeeep, he's eating Mars Palms.
He grinned seeing the commander and he stood "Well met, Commissar!"
He raised his mug of Fenrisian Ale in greeting and downed some of it. He wiped his mouth and set the mug on the table seemingly becoming more serious as opposed to his usually loud and boisterous demeanor.
"Brother-Captain Aphael has already notified Brother-Captain Messinius from the White Consuls to be on the lookout"
He raised his mug of Fenrisian Ale in greeting and downed some of it. He wiped his mouth and set the mug on the table seemingly becoming more serious as opposed to his usually loud and boisterous demeanor.
"Brother-Captain Aphael has already notified Brother-Captain Messinius from the White Consuls to be on the lookout"
Donatos Aphael wrote:
"Are there any approximate coordinates of these two places? Perhaps we can capture and turn this Esumi over to the Inquisition, and neutralize this Antinius Bercosian"
"Negative. The informant did not provide further detail other than two possible descriptions of where these individuals might be. The incompleteness and vagaries do little to satisfy my cogitations."
The girl started to look nervous when Alexander (I know I spelt it wrong) came in.
She didn't like him in the past due to his army reminding her of a certain genocide committed by someone else, but well. This guy sounded reasonable enough for her to not freak out.
"Uh. Hi. I believe that I've seen you somewhere else."
She didn't like him in the past due to his army reminding her of a certain genocide committed by someone else, but well. This guy sounded reasonable enough for her to not freak out.
"Uh. Hi. I believe that I've seen you somewhere else."
"Probably off playing hero like every General seems to." Although the same could be said about him, after all, he is Brigadier General McGillis Fareed, after all.
Aleksandr's gaze passed across the others in the room, some faces familiar others new, though having been to a myriad worlds everything seemed in check, by and large what concerned him was duty to the Imperium, he gauged by the lax demeanor of the others that the strange denizens of this place were of no concern, yet.
" The ever-bold sons of Fenris, well-met Lord Graystorm, your presence amongst us, as of Magos Harkoth are fortuitous omens. "
The lord general leaned back into his chair, setting alight his smoking pipe and sampling some of the local Amasec,
" Hrn... burns like a Savlar concoction... you could run a flamer off of it. "
Aleksandr's expression grew adamant, eager to bring the fight to their foes much as he was sure his contemporaries were.
" What then is our edict to expunge the traitors, be we blade or hammer? I have detachments of Aquila Landers equipped with extended augur arrays suitable for extensive reconnaissance duties, squads trained by Tanith's veterans to operate unseen... I bring an army of the Astra Militarum's finest, by the Emperor, they shall have no respite beyond oblivion."
" The ever-bold sons of Fenris, well-met Lord Graystorm, your presence amongst us, as of Magos Harkoth are fortuitous omens. "
The lord general leaned back into his chair, setting alight his smoking pipe and sampling some of the local Amasec,
" Hrn... burns like a Savlar concoction... you could run a flamer off of it. "
Aleksandr's expression grew adamant, eager to bring the fight to their foes much as he was sure his contemporaries were.
" What then is our edict to expunge the traitors, be we blade or hammer? I have detachments of Aquila Landers equipped with extended augur arrays suitable for extensive reconnaissance duties, squads trained by Tanith's veterans to operate unseen... I bring an army of the Astra Militarum's finest, by the Emperor, they shall have no respite beyond oblivion."
A new arrival showed up, but this time he was cloaked with his hood covering most of his face. All anyone could see was hos mouth, his grin showing his vampire fangs.
"Hello, denizens of this fine establishment," he said as he moved through the crowd as though he wasn't looking for a particular person here. "My name is Damien. It is a pleasure to meet you all," he said as he quickly sat down in a empty bar stool.
"Hello, denizens of this fine establishment," he said as he moved through the crowd as though he wasn't looking for a particular person here. "My name is Damien. It is a pleasure to meet you all," he said as he quickly sat down in a empty bar stool.
Aleksandr Von Drakenfell wrote:
Aleksandr's gaze passed across the others in the room, some faces familiar others new, though having been to a myriad worlds everything seemed in check, by and large what concerned him was duty to the Imperium, he gauged by the lax demeanor of the others that the strange denizens of this place were of no concern, yet.
" The ever-bold sons of Fenris, well-met Lord Graystorm, your presence amongst us, as of Magos Harkoth are fortuitous omens. "
The lord general leaned back into his chair, setting alight his smoking pipe and sampling some of the local Amasec,
" Hrn... burns like a Savlar concoction... you could run a flamer off of it. "
Aleksandr's expression grew adamant, eager to bring the fight to their foes much as he was sure his contemporaries were.
" What then is our edict to expunge the traitors, be we blade or hammer? I have detachments of Aquila Landers equipped with extended augur arrays suitable for extensive reconnaissance duties, squads trained by Tanith's veterans to operate unseen... I bring an army of the Astra Militarum's finest, by the Emperor, they shall have no respite beyond oblivion."
" The ever-bold sons of Fenris, well-met Lord Graystorm, your presence amongst us, as of Magos Harkoth are fortuitous omens. "
The lord general leaned back into his chair, setting alight his smoking pipe and sampling some of the local Amasec,
" Hrn... burns like a Savlar concoction... you could run a flamer off of it. "
Aleksandr's expression grew adamant, eager to bring the fight to their foes much as he was sure his contemporaries were.
" What then is our edict to expunge the traitors, be we blade or hammer? I have detachments of Aquila Landers equipped with extended augur arrays suitable for extensive reconnaissance duties, squads trained by Tanith's veterans to operate unseen... I bring an army of the Astra Militarum's finest, by the Emperor, they shall have no respite beyond oblivion."
"Uncertain. The information provided to me by that Hive Scummer has been found to be lacking in some key details, such as a precise location of the Traitor warlord. All I was given was the name of an individual harbouring said warlord and two possible descriptions of what the building might look like." A short burst of static that could be interpreted as an exasperated sigh followed this statement.
Magos Dominus Harkoth-937 wrote:
Aleksandr Von Drakenfell wrote:
Aleksandr's gaze passed across the others in the room, some faces familiar others new, though having been to a myriad worlds everything seemed in check, by and large what concerned him was duty to the Imperium, he gauged by the lax demeanor of the others that the strange denizens of this place were of no concern, yet.
" The ever-bold sons of Fenris, well-met Lord Graystorm, your presence amongst us, as of Magos Harkoth are fortuitous omens. "
The lord general leaned back into his chair, setting alight his smoking pipe and sampling some of the local Amasec,
" Hrn... burns like a Savlar concoction... you could run a flamer off of it. "
Aleksandr's expression grew adamant, eager to bring the fight to their foes much as he was sure his contemporaries were.
" What then is our edict to expunge the traitors, be we blade or hammer? I have detachments of Aquila Landers equipped with extended augur arrays suitable for extensive reconnaissance duties, squads trained by Tanith's veterans to operate unseen... I bring an army of the Astra Militarum's finest, by the Emperor, they shall have no respite beyond oblivion."
" The ever-bold sons of Fenris, well-met Lord Graystorm, your presence amongst us, as of Magos Harkoth are fortuitous omens. "
The lord general leaned back into his chair, setting alight his smoking pipe and sampling some of the local Amasec,
" Hrn... burns like a Savlar concoction... you could run a flamer off of it. "
Aleksandr's expression grew adamant, eager to bring the fight to their foes much as he was sure his contemporaries were.
" What then is our edict to expunge the traitors, be we blade or hammer? I have detachments of Aquila Landers equipped with extended augur arrays suitable for extensive reconnaissance duties, squads trained by Tanith's veterans to operate unseen... I bring an army of the Astra Militarum's finest, by the Emperor, they shall have no respite beyond oblivion."
"Uncertain. The information provided to me by that Hive Scummer has been found to be lacking in some key details, such as a precise location of the Traitor warlord. All I was given was the name of an individual harbouring said warlord and two possible descriptions of what the building might look like." A short burst of static that could be interpreted as an exasperated sigh followed this statement.
"I will politely decline. I do not need to deal with more questionably flamboyant Scummers."
Magos Dominus Harkoth-937 wrote:
"I will politely decline. I do not need to deal with more questionably flamboyant Scummers."
((Btw he doesn't like such language towards him. He feels like he is below others when he is of course probably older than them.))
[binharic squawk] "Error: damn not found."
Magos Dominus Harkoth-937 wrote:
[binharic squawk] "Error: damn not found."
((Did you decline the request? I was hoping they would get along together!))
"If I desired an entourage of mutants and lunatics, I would have become an Inquisitor."
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