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Grief Bradanksa wrote:
Anastasia Charc wrote:
Grief Bradanksa wrote:
(Might I join?)
((Do you have a more 40k appropriate character?))

I do, but I don't know how to add another character on here. I play Chaos really well, and onetime I was Rping as a Blood Ravens librarian.)

I think it was best if you stuck to loyalist fractions given nthe other characters; but T'au or even Eldar could work too.

To make a new character click on the word dashboard, not any of the drop down options, which should bring up a list of your character(s) at the bottom should be a create new button.

(Okay, I could be a loyalist marine or an Eldar. I sort of have something against the Tau, but if I may could I be a psyker? I sort of specialize in psychic based characters. Perhaps a librarian or a warlock? If not I could be a tactical marine or perhaps one with a plasma weapon. It's just Tau are sort of my most disliked faction in the entire 40k universe. Mostly because they're overplayed by one of my friends and I really like the idea of the Warp. )

(Alright,)

Grief Bradanksa wrote:
(Okay, I could be a loyalist marine or an Eldar. I sort of have something against the Tau, but if I may could I be a psyker? I sort of specialize in psychic based characters. Perhaps a librarian or a warlock? If not I could be a tactical marine or perhaps one with a plasma weapon. It's just Tau are sort of my most disliked faction in the entire 40k universe. Mostly because they're overplayed by one of my friends and I really like the idea of the Warp. )

(Alright,)

An Eldar warlock would be cool.

Anastasia Charc wrote:
Grief Bradanksa wrote:
(Okay, I could be a loyalist marine or an Eldar. I sort of have something against the Tau, but if I may could I be a psyker? I sort of specialize in psychic based characters. Perhaps a librarian or a warlock? If not I could be a tactical marine or perhaps one with a plasma weapon. It's just Tau are sort of my most disliked faction in the entire 40k universe. Mostly because they're overplayed by one of my friends and I really like the idea of the Warp. )

(Alright,)

An Eldar warlock would be cool.

Alright, I got just the guy. Just need to make his character.)

The Veteran Sergeant recoiled himself away from that unoquivocal icon; the Rosette of the Inquisition, glinting like some holy jewel among the mystical strobes of ruby luminescence dotted across the whitening tunnels. Whether the orbs of light were some ghastly enchantment of the Eldar Xenos, or simply the wreathing corruption that cloaked this gothic stronghold -- they were both two sides of the same question: What did the Inquisition want with this place? Did the Tau seek the same ends?

Kragoth stabbed his chainblade upon the bleached soil, standing dormant for the time being. "You humour me, Inquisitor." Replied the Astartes. "I may be changed in the physical sense, but I am far more Human in mind and spirit than what cold soul lies in you." The wry comment belied Kragoth's own bitter nature. The culling of his chapter may have been centuries ago, but the power of the Rosette bore the nightmares of the Blood Star back to the front his mind.

"Tell me, for what purpose does the Inquisition come to this evil world?" He inquired, glaring toward the strange pillars that kept these catacombs sturdy. The thick trunks of bone were etched with sigils that were not ruinous in origin, despite such presence of Daemonic taint.

(An Eldar Warlock would be surprisingly a welcome addition, considering the setting that is currently taking shape. :))

(Okay, now this character is an old one and much of his lore I forgotten. I made him when I was still playing Eternal Crusade. Still, I know how the warlocks are and I got my shuriken pistol and witchblade ready. Just tell me where I should enter into the story. My guy is also sort of a "good guy",in that he's sort of here to help fight Chaos. However, he's not a frontline character, he's a support.)

The Inquisitor put the symbol of his office away in the depths of his coat. He studied the Space Marine trying to place which chapter he belonged to.
" The purity of my soul is is of relatively small concern compared to the danger posed by what lies below." He said before clicking his fingers. "Rainbow warriors... I though you were declare Excumiticatus Traitorus? No matter. Can you tell me what is going on up there?"
He points upwards.
"I've got a question too." Said a Voice in the Dark "What in the Emperor's name are you doing here and why shouldn't I shoot you where you stand."
Out stepped a figure clad in the armor of an Arbite with a military long coat oven it. She is flanked by troops clad in crimson and gold armor. Down the barrel of an ornate laspitol her mis-matched eyes glow with an old and personal enmity.

Little did the Mon'keigh realize, or perhaps more than what was being shown, was that they were being monitored and listened upon. In a secluded place there lay an on-listener, an Eldar warlock who remained hidden from the others. The oddity of this instance was that the warlock was alone and with no escort. That, and the Eldar was actually taking the time to observe the conversation the more primitive homo-sapiens were having with each other. Potentially they could be known to be in the presence of a psyker, but to the untrained mind they would go about their observations undetected. Still, the warlock didn't listen in for a chance to attack, but rather to do something unorthodox and listen into the words of the Imperials, even by himself with any sort of Striking Mantis or any support. Whatever the male warlock's motives were, he appeared to be interested in this conversation, as well as wary for any Chaos around them.

[OOC: Sorry if this introduction is rather rough, I didn't know where to merge my character into the plot.]

(Bump)

Kragoth took a second's worth of silence. "It appears that the Tau Xenos have their eyes on whatever lay within these halls." The Space Marine replied, surveying the ancient undercroft as eerie melodies seemed to haze from the very walls themselves, the origin of their voices were clearly immaculate in nature. Perhaps they were merely an illusion of Slaanesh? Or were the Iron Warriors jealously guarding this tomb for their own insidious desires?

"But..." Continued Kragoth, brooding on what was to come -- his gloomy eyes still swaying back and forth toward the next elfin statue, somehow unspoilt in the presence of the foul Warp. "If what I know about the Iron Warriors is true, then blue blood will flow across the moat of this vile keep."

Before the Astartes to ask a question of his own, he caught sight of a begrudging Anastasia, presenting herself from the shadows with her retinue. He gazed toward her with slight curiosity, silently questioning the intentions of the Imperium, and what they intended to gain from this sepulchre.

"Do you both hold some history with one another?" Kragoth asked calmly -- stampeding footfalls echoed in the distance. No doubt the Iron Warriors had finally noticed the unwanted intrusion.

"Tasia my dear you're not still upset about Arcarnas V are you?" Said The Inquisitor.
"You left me and an entire Hiveworld to be eating by a Tyranid hord. So yeah I'm still a little upset." Said Anastasia "What are you doing on my world?"
"Your world?"
"I've claimed it. I was thinking of calling it Anastasia's Folly but Oban's Sepuclar works for me to. So why are you here?"
"An Inquisitor answers to no-one but the Emperor himself."
"Oh... In the Emperor's name you found it" Said Anastasia the colour draining from her face.
She holstered her pistol and dismissed her guard with a wave. The Hauptman made to question but was stopped with a look.
After they had left the Rogue Trader turned back to the others.
"So Old man are you going to introduce us and explain what you plan on doing?"
"Ah yes Introductions; Brother this is Lady Anastasia Charc of Kronos, Rogue Trader and I am Inquisitor Oban Sherlock-Clousseau."

At this point the warlock found the mon'keigh's banter to be of little use anymore, once he deduced that they were merely conversing with one another as well as searching around. Still, these were once sacred halls of his fellow Eldar, however at this moment he realized their presence must be tolerated for the sake of purging the vile ancient foe. Now he quickly contemplated on how he would get their attention without them turning hostile. He thought of the most oddity of his species, to come in peace humbly. Granted this would be seen as ludicrous by most of his kin, but he weighed the soulstones and this world over petty in differences, at least for the time being. He took a moment to gather his thoughts before he called out to the humans.

"Do not be alarmed, Mon-er. I mean humans. I merely come to speak to you, my weapon is lowered." the Eldar warlock said as he slowly walked out from behind his concealment.

This probably was not the best time to do such, but he knew that these humans would be his own shot at helping rid this world of corruption. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Soon the warlock would come into view, but as he said he had his witchblade and shuriken pistol lowered. While he had on his helm they at least could tell from his stance that he didn't look like he was seeking a battle, at least not abruptly.

"I need to speak with you on matters concerning the ancient foe and the maddened humans who have so given themselves to the one who thirsts." The Eldar said under his helmet.

The Veteran Sergeant shook his head in disapproval of this nonsensical confrontation; did these Imperial fellows not realise the Hell they stood upon? A world where the winds whirled with Human screams and earth that was bloody and foul in a parody of gore? This Daemonic bastion was irredeemable -- there were not enough priests in the galaxy that could pacify this place. Naught but ancient Eldar rituals, it seemed, as the inexplicable presence of one such Xenos had made themselves visible in the eyes of the trio. Willing, moreso; perhaps this was indeed serious...

...Or merely an act of desperation, as the Eldar dwindle, so does the collective sanity of their vile race.

But the bickering, nor the Eldar, were Kragoth's primary concern. The footfalls of the defiled Astartes grew in volume, as did the curious haze of foreign technology. It seemed the Tau had by some miracle pushed through. Negotiations should perhaps wait, but the Rainbow Warrior's thirst for vengeance had yet to quench; he did not dread the coming crossfire, it merely excited his nerves. One smouldering Bloodletter was not reconciliation enough for the genocide of his chapter.

"The hour is late, Eldar." Kragoth said, maintaining a defensive posture, far too wary of the Eldar's duplicitous ways to simply let his guard down. "Your people are doomed to feed Slaanesh's lust, yet you would step into the Lion's den?" He scrutinized, still carefully listening in to the sounds of battle above.

"I do so because I must, human. My kin have been already slain and buried properly, yet their soulstones are precious to me and thus I must protect them. However, as you said. Now is dire times indeed. The ancient foe is all around us, as is the vile taint of the Warp. We alone cannot handle the situation by our own devices. Thus, I would like to assist you in vanquishing the foul corruption of Chaos, at least for the time being." The Eldar replied rather sternly as he tried to maintain his composure while his face was hidden under his mask.

"I am the only survivor of the Eldar from my Warhoast. My brethren are dead, it is up to use to band together and help rid this world of madness. I am a warlock, my psychic power is well trained and I could aid you in slaying our apparent foe. Time is of the essence, for if we linger there shall be no hope to cease the corruptiors before they can be stopped." Salvris stated.

The Inquisitor glared at the Eldar weighing his options . He was so close to finding the Gospel and this xenos could be the key. It also looks like he could have a lift off this world if he could get back into Anastasia's good books because she was quite likely to leave him here then bring about her own form of Exterminartus.
"I doubt we will survive if we go our separate ways; Tasia I take it that you've brought the 65th?" Said Oban.
"I don't go anywhere with out them; considering they're about the only people I can trust." Said Anastasia with a pointed look.
"Good they can keep the traitors busy whilst we deal with matters."
"In the Emperor's name one of these days your death will serve the him on Terra and I hope to be able to pull the trigger."

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