*the entire gameboard, pieces and all, reconfigures itself*

You're only three moves from a checkmate on me.
Isn't this how Mon'keigh play chess?

*Hanna is confused*

Hanna: (W-what just happened?)

*She looks at Irilis*

Hanna: H-how did you d-do that?...

*Iris frowns*
Iris: Er... No I don't think so... I think the pieces are supposed to remain the same all the time...
*Keeps playing and looks between Hanna and Irilis*
Iris: Magic? Warp Magic? Oh! Are you a Farseer?

*The wave function collapses into a single state*

Bingo. Also checkmate.

*Iris throws up her hands*
Iris: Ah! You've beaten me!
*She laughs, not at all upset and looks at Hanna*
Iris: Do you want to try Hanna?

*Irilis looks a bit put out that Schrodinger's Chess is not human-compatible*

*Sets everything back up*

This time I'll avoid using that particular set of tricks.

*Iris smiles and nods then goes to play again as Z15 went offline*


*Thoth is taking Calluna back to the room*


*Morri and Cal burst into the medical area to see their daughter. As they run into the room Morgan stands up, a look of fury on his face upon seeing his parents*
Cal: Dria! Is she- OOMPH!
*He's knocked to the ground as Morgan punches him in the face as hard as he can*
Morgan: YOU LEFT US!
*Dria, Gharn and Morrigan all stare in shock as Cal tries to stifle his nose, which is spurting blood.*
Morgan: YOU FETHING LEFT US HERE! HOW COULD YOU!?

*Irilis looks vaguely interested*

*Maintains an air of bored superiority, but her interest is showing*

What is the meaning of this?

*Maria laughs at Iris earlier remark*

Lucky for some Mrs..
*chats for abit and then both sisters go to rest*

*Furia leans back quietly in corner as I'm still busy and not home till sataday*

*Marilania remains in power save heal mode*

*Hanna sits with Iris and stays very close to her*

*Iris frowns in confusion at Irilis as the whole Morgan, Cal, Dria, Gharn, Morrigan thing is taking place in the medical ward and Iris and the others are in the kitchen, well away from there*
Iris: Excuse me?
*She continues playing chess, making sure that Hanna has a firm grasp of the rules and how everything works*
*She explains everything patiently and with a gentle smile on her face*


*Cal raises his arms to defend himself as Morgan stoops and punches several more times*
Morgan: YOU LEFT! YOU LEFT SCATTY! SHE'S GONE! AND DRIA GOT HURT BECAUSE OF IT! THIS IS ALL YOUR FETHING FAULT!
*Gharn leaps into action as Dria screams at Morgan*
Dria: Morgan stop! Please!
*Gharn transforms, turning from a fairly normal looking blond 20 year old man into a enormous Werelion, who drags Morgan off his father.*
*Cal lies bruised and battered, half-conscious on the ground with blood still spurting from a shattered nose*
*Morgan is struggling in Gharn's grip, but is no match physically for the Werelord*
*Dria is crying as Morrigan kneels down and cradles her husband's head, then glares at their son*
Morrigan: Morgan, we did what we felt we had to. If we were wrong-
Morgan: IF!? IF YOU WERE-
Morrigan: I. AM. TALKING.
*Morgan shuts up*
Morrigan: IF we were wrong in doing so, then... we'll have to settle things... Now... W-what do you mean Scatty's gone? What h-happened to her?
*Her voice trembles in fear over what might've happened to her*

OOC: Oh, thought they were in the same room as us :E

BIC:

*Irilis plays normal chess normally, while balancing a sheathed sword on her head*

*The miniscule Ghoul walks by holding Yuki and sees Iris*
Taeria: Hello, I-Iris!
*Yuki yips as she is in her fox form and gives a knowing look at Iris*
Taeria: Anyone w-want breakfast?
*Taeria notices the new arrival and her warm brown eyes meet the Farseer's gaze.*
Taeria: Welcome! I'm Taeria, it's n-nice to see a new face!
*Taeria smiles warmly and her pale cheeks give off a rosy color*
*Yuki yips in greeting and hops over to Hanna*

*Irilis attempts to stifle a death-glare, but is only half successful*

*decides to play nice*

Hi.

*Taeria smiles preciously not noticing the glare and she waves*
Taeria: I'll be making breakfast t-this morning, I'll make sure it's special for you!
*Her long and lucious dark hair swings gracefully to the end of her waist*
*Taeria hugs Iris and goes off*

*Hanna backs up slightly from Yuki, but she can't fight her urge to hug a fuzzy little fox*

Hanna: P-please don't s-s-sit on me again.

*Iris smiles and waves*
Iris: Taeria! Hello dear!
*She gives Irilis a odd look, as balancing a sword on one's head is never normal*
Iris: Um...What are you doing?
*She then looks at Yuki and gives her a semi-stern look that says "Play nice" while hugging Taeria*
Iris: Oh you're too kind! Perhaps you'll be able to find more than the ration packs we've been surviving off of


*Morri and Cal get stuff explained to them by Gharn and Dria as Morgan eventually gives up struggling in Gharn's grip*
*After Morri visits with them all, and helps Cal into a separate medical bed she turns to Gharn*
Morrigan: Gharn, I need to ask you a favor.
*The Werelord nods*
Gharn: Of course Lady Morrigan. Anything. What do you wish?
*Morri sighs and looks at Morgan as she speaks*
Morri: Morgan is not to leave either yours, or Maril's or... Iris's sight. Ra too if he turns up. I'm taking your Uncle Horus and going to find Scatty... She... she's got to be dealt with...
*She hugs Dria tightly and kisses her on the forehead, looks sternly at Morgan.*
Morrigan: You're not wrong son
*She glares at him*
Morrigan: But what you did to your father was unforgivable, your punishment is going to extend for several centuries, of that have no doubt.
*She walks off to find Horus*

*Irilis faces Iris again*

I'm bored. This is the lowest form of chess I have ever played.

*Intentionally pushes her King into a vulnerable position*

*Marilania is not noticing much lieing in her room so his nicer probation officer is now currently on heal power save. *

*probably would be a tad stern but more understanding about Morgan and not give him a hard time for days on end*
*also might wanna check on her maybe ay least once lol *

*Maria and Marla resting in own rooms*

*Furia sits carving a small wooden wolf*

...

Ooc now in middle of Scottish nowhere costal lands...
So signal... Bad... I'm like in the rural super nowhere of nowhere!

*Jake sits silently outside his eyes cold, Roland watches him from afar, not wanting to disturb his solitude.*
*He puffs on his cigarette, and has his magnum out. He finally looks over at Roland.*
Jake: When?
Roland: Jake...
Jake: I'll go alone, dammit.
*Roland sighs, and nods.*
Roland: We'll go... soon son.

---
*Ciri is wrapped in her cloak, and hoovers near Taeria.*
*Doesn't say a word to anyone, and she keeps herself hooded.*
*She visibly grabs her sword hilt, when Iris hugs Tae, but let's the blade go when the embrace ends.*

---
*Rachel wakes up, and slowly rises from bed.*
*She's a little weak from the FTB, and puts on a robe.*
*Slowly walks into the kitchen smiling.*

---
*The clowns laugh as one, and it slowly turns into a gargled barking laughter.*
*They slash at the Milo's group, and try to take them down before they can reach the room.*

*A circular wall of force weakly pushes as many clowns back, as it could, a last burst of power before the ESCHER's impulsor units fail completely*
*The ESCHER takes advantage of the temporary gap to attempt to get some clowns off of it*

*Iris notices Ciri's tension and is a bit put off by it*
*She then beams and stands up as Rachel enters the kitchen*
Iris: Rachel!
*She opens her arms for a hug*


*Billy and Black Hawk have gone away again, wandering in circles*


*Horus is talking seriously with Morrigan, partially agreeing to find Scatty with her, partially berating her for her parenting*

*Rachel returns the hug, and smiles.*
Rachel: Hello friend Iris, it is good to see you..
*She hugs her softly, and is still a little sore.*
Rachel: How have you been?

---
*The clowns keep biting, and slashing until the group reaches the room.*
*They all seem to sway at the border of the room, hesitant to attack.*
*Jake and Roland stand there watching the horde, Jake face looks furious, while Roland seems to keep his more placid.*

*Hanna sits there petting Yuki and generally fussing over the fuzzy fox*

Hanna: Aww you are so fluffy and soft and cute and fuzzy!

*Low key worried that Yuki will turn back into a human and land on her again*

*Iris hugs back and smiles happily*
Iris: I am well! How are you my dear? How did things go after we got separated?
*She casts a amused glance at Hanna and the Fox being adorable*

*Milo at this point is running full speed towards the room*
*he's covered in a number of deep cuts and gashes from the clowns that are oozing blood, but the cuts don't seem to be slowing him down a ton*
*he is in a great deal of pain though*

*Hrorki is also running full speed towards the room, and he is ahead of Milo at this point because of Space Marine physiology*
*his missing arm has long since stopped bleeding*

*Marilania stumbles out her room slightly and looks round surprised at all new people rather hungry*

Hello...?
We not run put of coffee yet I hope, I could even eat a ration biscuit...

...

*Marla relaxes in her room having got that strange feeling again*
*has no clue but thinks its probably something and sub consciously checks her pistol*

*Irilis levitates Marilania, seeking recognition*

*Marinalia notices the farseer definitely *
Hello... Names Marinalia.

Can you put me down... Please.
I have not eaten in while, been attacked by a vampire, and need coffee...

Not my best week.

*Irilis puts Marinalia back where she found her*

I am Farseer Irilis.

*Marinalia nods and happier as on solid ground*

Thanks Farseer Irillis
Well Princess Marinalia if going for full titles.

*grabs a coffee and drinks rather quickly as needs a drink*
Want one?

*wonders what going on since her rest and looks round for any clues and least thankfully no more blood or bullet holes*

*Irilis cautiously accepts a mug of the hot brown stuff*

I have never before tried a Mon'keigh beverage.

*Tries some*

*Immediately becomes a caffeine fiend*

*Marinalia*

Take it slow then and ser how you like it.
I admit the range we have at moment is a tad... Limited.

*Sips own coffee happily*
Its not the best but its better than nothing!

*Irilis has finished her mug already, and seems to be vibrating*

What is this drink?

*Marinalia smiles*

Like it then?
Coffee... Its a drink with a stimulant called Caffine, recaff or a few other names.

Humans drink it to stay awake or wake up.

...

*Furia remains in corner quietly humming and carving a small woodern wolf waiting for news*

*The ESCHER enters the Room last, having dislodged the clowns trying to drag it down, and speaks to the nearest person*

This is not typical. I recommend nuclear bombardment of the anomalous area. Multiple friendly biologicals - I have recognized multiple of you. Power saving mode is active. Reactor demand - 50% of capacity. Impulsor units offline. Microhyperfractor offline. Constructors offline.

Ooc might not post much longer. Rather tired.
Night folks.

OOC: Night

BIC:

*Irilis starts pacing the room, trying to dispel her newfound energy*

*Taeria comes back with fresh waffles, eggs, toast, and bacon*
Taeria: Finished!
*Taeria begins to set the table and elegantly place the plates and utensils in an orderly fashion*
*Yuki respects Hanna's slight fear of her and does her best to stay put. *
*Taeria takes off her pink apron and sets it back in the kitchen*
*Yuki poofs into her male form and he makes a dashing stride to the the table*
Yuki: Eat up!

*Taeria comes back with fresh waffles, eggs, toast, and bacon*
Taeria: Finished!
*Taeria begins to set the table and elegantly place the plates and utensils in an orderly fashion*
*Yuki respects Hanna's slight fear of her and does her best to stay put. *
*Taeria takes off her pink apron and sets it back in the kitchen*
*Yuki poofs into her male form and he makes a dashing stride to the the table*
Yuki: Eat up!

*Rachel smiles at Iris.*
Rachel: I am doing well too, Yuki took us to a safe place, and now we are back.
*She tilts her head.*
Rachel: Is everything alright now?

----
*The clowns slowly fade into the forest, not wishing to fight the gunslingers yet.*
*Jake starts to tread after them but is stopped by Roland.*
Roland: No... not yet.

---
*Ciri doesn't eat, just keeps hanging around Taeira.*
*Her eyes snap back and forth looking for any threats.*

*A portal opens next to Irilis and someone throws a book at her and shouts"

Portaldar: You are a vile and incompetent witch, with no understanding of the subject matter!

*The portal closes as abruptly as it opened, leaving Irilis looking as bedraggled as before*

*Milo leans against a nearby building and tries to catch his breath*
*is still bleeding from multiple cuts*
*he pauses and looks up as an unknown feeling courses through him*
*he begins scanning the surrounding base for the source of the feeling*

*Hrorki sighs heavily and begins looking for a doctor to help him get a bionic for his missing arm*

*Roland walks over to Milo, and Jake follows.*
Roland: Well met, do you know what those creatures were?
*Jake seems disinterested, and looks over at the forest hoping for a fight.*

---
*Eddie walks over to Irilis. (Imagine a New york man in his late twenties, with a bullet hole over his left eye. He wears a duster, with a red scarf around his neck. He has a single magnum on his side.)*
Eddie: The feth was that about?

*Irilis turns to Eddie in a disgruntled manner*

We were having a disagreement.

*Puts on her ghosthelm and starts rifling through the book*

*Voskrinod has disappeared from the room, having changed into his owl form and flew away*

*Nero stands up from the sofa he was chilling on and sighs*
N: Well, no more Devils means that I don't have to stay here.
*the demon hybrid walks off while hefting his sword, and disappears into a portal that closes behind him*

*Aerin is brewing potions in his room while thinking about the ingredients the shaman needs*

OOC: Belatedly, welcome back Tae. Good to see you back.

And welcome back Selym, long time no see.

*Milo glances up at Roland*
No, I'm sorry, I don't really know exactly WHAT those creatures were.
*he pauses and his brow furrows in concentration*
They appeared to be demons of some sort, but I don't know much more beyond that.
*he sighs in frustration*
My memory is in tatters right now, I'm sorry that I can't tell you more.

OOC: It's good to be back. My attendance here is always a shade patchier than I'd like :E

BIC:

*Irilis stops at an obscure page in her book, takes out some chalk and begins drawing on the floor*

*Hanna watches Yuki walk off and saddens slightly*

*She sneaks off to her room to read more of her books*

*Begins moving around, surveying the Room, and traverses head to point at Irillis*

You are unfamiliar. And also altering the floor's pattern.

*Irilis notes the statements, and duly ignores them, continuing to scribble*

*Iris watches Hanna go off with a bit of concern then smiles at Rachel*
Iris: Things are going well enough
*She smiles at Tae as she's served food*
Iris: Thank you Taeria!

*Horus pokes his head into the kitchen as Morrigan walks outside to wait. She nods silently to Jake and Roland, looking both worried, upset and ashamed*

*Horus moves over and puts a hand on Iris's shoulder*
Horus: I'm going to help Morrigan, we're going to find Scatty... and put her to rest.
*Iris looks up at Horus, her mood suddenly pretty much ruined at the thought of poor Scatty*
*She gets up and hugs him tightly*
Iris:...Be safe... Keep Morrigan safe... Come back to me
*Horus nods grimly*
Horus: I will, don't you worry
*He hugs back, smiles sadly to Tae, Rach and Ciri*
Horus: Good to see you three alive and well. Take care.
*Waves and goes outside to meet Morrigan*

*Still attempting to get Irillis' attention, as Federation robots are hardly known for giving up*

Miss. My ætherics are down, but my other sensors are reporting anomalous influence on you. I fear that you may be being affected by one or multiple anomalies.

*Detects motion and looks at Iris*

*Finishes scribbling*

Oh. And what are you?


OOC: I just noticed that Irilis hasn't yet stopped balancing her sheathed sword on her head... Somehow...

*Roland nods to Milo, while Jake doesn't even bother to give him a nod.*
Roland: Get some rest, I will speak to you later when you are more clear minded. * Turns to Morrigan.* Well met, Morrigan.
*Jake stares at her coldly, and all that warm, spirited, young man is gone.*
*Roland doesn't press his son, but looks saddened by his silence.*
Roland: How are you? Is something wrong?
*Jake lights a cigarette, one of Denny's cigarettes, and looks away from the pair.*

---
*Rachel nods, and takes her seat.*
Rachel: Good I am glad. Hello Horus!

*Ciri don't say gak to Horus.*

---
*Eddie frowns.*
Eddie: Sure... start drawing on the floor, I'm glad you think that is alright.

*Milo nods to Roland*
Ok. I'll see you later then sir.
*notices that Jake is a bit distant, but errs on the side of caution and doesn't comment on it*
*limps off towards the dormitory area, puts some crude bandages over the myriad of cuts that he has, and passes out nearly instantly*

*Hrorki walks off towards the infirmary to see if there is anyone there with some medical knowledge who could help him out with his arm*

I am an Experimental Sapient Crossdimensional Hyperfractor-equipped Exploration Robot - or ESCHER. I am here to catalogue social constructs, concepts, and technologies not present in my home universe.

Who are you?

*Morri looks over at Jake sadly*
Morri: There's... a lot wrong Roland... a whole fething lot... Right now.. Well Horus and I are going to hunt Scatty...
*She explains what she knows of the situation, that being Scatty's death bringing out what seemed to be a dormant alternate personality*

*Horus frowns worriedly at Ciri but nods to Rachel before heading out*
Horus: Good day Rachel! Sorry I can't stay to talk, but I've got work to do.

*Roland nods.*
Roland: Well... that is a shame. But walking in those woods is not the best thing to do... creatures are out there..
Jake: Let's just go... Scatty deserves death, she gave safe passage to Leo even when she knew Leo was a monster killing innocent. I say we end her.
*Roland grimaces at Jake's comment, and sighs.*

---
*Rachel smiles at Horus.*
Rachel: Have a good day at work!
*Starts eating some of Tae's food.*

*Hanna flips the pages of her book and eventually gets a little hungry*

*She buts the book down and winces as she bites off her thumb*

*She whimpers quietly and waits for her thumb to regrow*

*Her left eye has gone black and red*

*Milo is out cold in the area that he choose as his dormitory*
*his dreams are haunted by fragments of his memory that taunt him with how vague they are*
*faces and voices pop out to him in his dreams, but they disappear as soon as they appear*
*back in reality he shifts on his "bedding" as the dreams tear through his subconscious*

*Morri shoots a glare at Jake*
Morri: She is dead. So you got your fething wish.
*Horus walks outside, nods to Jake and Roland and looks down at Morrigan*
Horus: You ready to go?
*Morri nods*
Morri:...Yes... let's get going...
*She bends down and starts tracking Neala's trail away from the room as best she can. She's more following Horus's footprints as he chased her rn though*


*Iris waved Horus off and sighed worriedly then tries to distract herself by looking over at Rachel*
Iris: So, how are you and Thaddeus doing?

*Jake returns the glare.*
Jake: Then why is she still kicking?
Roland: Enough Jake... I will accompany them, you will stay here.
Jake: Wasting your time with them... they don't care about us... or the tower.. selfish mother-
Roland: Enough.
*Jake turns, and walks away, his eyes burn with hate.*

---
*Rachel blushes.*
Rachel: Umm.. we.. we are doing really well!
*Laughs, and keeps turning red.*

*Horus and Morri both nod*
Horus: We'd appreciate it. Your magnum might come in handy
*He watches Jake go off, looking slightly worried as he's acting very much like Horus did when he first lost Iris*
Horus: Roland... May I ask what is wrong with Jake...?
*Morri stays low and keeps leading*


*Iris smiles in amusement*
Iris: Oh? Good to hear.
*A slow grin splits her face as Rachel keeps blushing*
Iris: Are you alright Rachel?

OOC: Just finished reading 5 pages worth of story development. Going to put things on autopilot for a bit.

*Athan struggles too his feet and fetches a knapsack from his room. He sets off into the gathering gloom, a sense of wanderlust taking him as he looks for answers within and without.*

*In the darkness of the warp, a hollow laughter echoes*

*Roland nods, watching Jake walk away.*
Roland: Denny is dead, slain by one of her enemies... Jake... Jake is lost now, without his Ka-mate. Such a loss tears at anyone, but Jake is different... his connection with people is beyond what we think as normal relationships. His connection with Denny... it was more then close. Losing her caused him to lose a part of himself. Almost as if he lost a part of his soul.
*Saying these words tear through Roland, and he seems to age ten years from saying the sad statement.*
Roland: There is... nothing I can do.

---
*Jake sits outside, smoking a cigarette.*
*He waits for his chance to visit the clearing at the end of the path.*

---
*Rachel nods.*
Rachel: Yes! Of course I am...
*She looks flustered, and wrings her hands.*
Rachel: He's just sleeping...

*Horus and Morri both look deeply saddened, and Morri stands up to put a hand on Roland's shoulder*
Morri: Oh Danu... Roland I'm so sorry...
*Horus nods grimly*
Horus: As am I. What enemy did this?


*Iris smirks teasingly*
Iris: I bet you wore him out huh?

*Roland sighs.*
Roland: It's not me you should feel sorry for... I just hope... I just hope Jake finds peace.
*He shrugs.*
Roland: One of the creatures that Denny fought on her world.. I don't recall their names, but they have advanced weapons. She will be missed.

---
*Rachel eyes widen.*
Rachel: Wha! I.. we! I just..
*She sighs, and looks away.*
Rachel: He's just tired... okay?

*Horus nods as they continue following. Morrigan is forced to slow their progress as she now has to track using only Neala's footprints*
*Horus sighs*
Horus: She will. She was a good soldier, good person.


*Gharn leave Dria sleeping, and goes outside to get some fresh air and exercise. He sees Jake looks pretty upset and gets a sinking feeling*
Gharn: Hello Jake...
*He walks over next to him*
Gharn: May I sit?


*Iris nods and her grin fades into a soft smile*
Iris: Alright. Did you meet anyone else on your travels? I myself came across this... green place. Such lushness

*Hanna has managed to fall asleep lightly holding Yuki*

*She's holding Yuki like teddy*

*Marla gets a strange feeling but stronger and decides to follow it and has a poke round base to see if it could be anything*

*at this point thinks Milo is likely dead so suprises! *

...

*Marinalia de statis and looks round seeing Rachel*
Hello.. Its safe..safer here anyway. *tries to make lighter thoughts of her obvious vampire bite*

*Furia looks up*
Green strange place... Some unknown magic.
Grumpy guardian!

 Verviedi wrote:
I am an Experimental Sapient Crossdimensional Hyperfractor-equipped Exploration Robot - or ESCHER. I am here to catalogue social constructs, concepts, and technologies not present in my home universe.

Who are you?

I am Farseer Irilis, of Craftworld Ærouin. You've certainly come to the right place to see odd things. What is everyone doing here?

OOC: I am finding the plot hard to follow. Where are the characters?

*Aerin strides out of his room and looks around*
A: Heart of a god, tear of a goddess, blood of a half blood, and the eye of an immortal. With the elf breed as a bonus.
*thinks about his options, which primarily include Morri and Cal, for a couple reasons*

OOC: I've been busy the last few weeks, so I can't give a very detailed description.

OOC: Sorry, perhaps we should be more clear.
Currently:
Iris, Rachel, Marilania, apparently this robot and Irilis seem to be in the kitchen of the room

Gharn and Jake are just outside the room

Roland, Horus and Morrigan are searching the surrounding area

Morgan, Cal and Dria are in the medical area of the room

Mostly everyone else is in their various bedrooms except for those already mentioned and:
Bic
*Merg gets up, sharpens her sword and goes to get something to eat*
*She finds Tae's food and seriously enjoys some of it*
*She looks around at the strangers suspiciously, the half-elf's hazel eyes glancing over the kitchen as she hurriedly eats*

Ooc, yeah we probably should be more clear on locations of characters. We got lazy on that.

*Marilania waves to merg turning to reveal bruising and a the marks from the bite on her neck as she grabs some food*
Morning. Coffee here too.

*Marla waves but wanders by looking for the source of her feeling*
*seems rather preoccupied by something and has rather confused emotions*

*Furia looks at Farseer In heavy northern voice and thick leathers and furs of a barbarian culture of hunters*

Much happen. Monsters, hunted, many die.
Ran here to safety... Was hall of... Assains? Strange men...

*Aerin sets off to the medbay of the room, counting on Cal being a workaholic like he normally is*
*the Cat drinks a blue potion as he walks, and tries to get the scent of his prey*

*Merg frowns at Maril*
Merg: What happened to you?


*Cal is resting from Morgan's outburst*


*Morgan and Dria are both passed out asleep in the room next door to Cal*

*Aerin treads silently as he picks up Cal's scent, and he slips through the door to the elder's room*
A: (Someone almost did my job for me, it looks like.)
*Aerin smirks as he draws his dagger and sets it on Cal's throat, using just enough pressure to break the skin*
A: Wake up.

*Marinlalia*

Well... This gonna sound crazy...
Scatty... Well dead scatty, now this Vampire thing, old... Names Neala thought I was lunch...

Only bit not covered by armour...
*gestures to injury*
Morgan, and Maria got me patched up and he carried me to my room to rest up abit.

...

*Cal's eyes open and he looks up at Aerin, rather dazed*
Cal: what the- What's going on? What is the meaning of this Witcher? What do you want?
*He subtly activates some aura, producing a soft glow centered around his hands, mostly hidden under the blanket*

*Aerin puts more pressure on the knife and growls*
A: No questions. I ask, and you answer. Any movements I don't like, and your trachea will be severed. Where's your wife?
*the Witcher's face is emotionless, except for his eyes which gleam with malice*

*Cal swallows nervously as he thinks not only of his wife, but of his children right next door*
*He resists the ur*
Cal: G-gone. She's gone with Horus to track someone. Why?
*Cal doesn't like his odds if things get violent, and relaxes his aura*

*Marinalia waits for Mergs reply and partly seems a tiny bit nervous by mergs questions as hered has a Morgan like attitude at times and not want people tp get hurt*

*Aerin nods once, almost imperceptibly*
A: I ask the questions. But I don't need to hurt her. When did she leave?

*Cal frowns, worried and angry*
Cal: About 3 hours, again why do you want to know?!


*Merg frowns*
Merg: The Celtic teen? Red hair? Well.. Normally I'd hunt her down... but she's too strong for me alone. I'd need backup

*Marinalia*

Yeah.. That's her. She attacked Marla too earlier before Horus saw her off. Managed to leave a combat blade in her side but I doubt that slowed her down.

Ask.. I don,t know if anyone after her.
She probbly had a few days Headstart.
I been put of it for a few days. *sighs slightly*

*Aerin nods again, low key enjoying Cal's reaction*
A: One more question. I need an Immortal, but you can die. Easily. Know where I can find one?
*is ready to cast Axii if Cal doesn't give an answer he likes*

*Cal's mind is racing frantically, trying to figure out what angle Aerin is working*
Cal: I- There are many immortals, mostly humani. The closest two are probably Billy the Kid, and Black Hawk.
*He's pale and if Elder's could sweat, his face would be a covered in a nervous sheen of the stuff.*


*Currently Neal is trying to find some form of prey, but finds animal blood disgusting, so she's been unsuccessful so far*


*Merg frowns*
Merg: Wait really? A combat knife should hurt a Vampire pretty badly...

*Aerin nods and smirks at Cal*
A: Glad you played nice.
*slashes the knife across Cal's throat to cut it open*
A: Hope you said goodbye to your wife before she left.

*Cal gasps and starts choking on blood*
*He tries to activate his aura and press his hands to his throat*
*He stares up at Aerin in shock and horror*
Cal: Hlg *gurgle* ge... Mrgggn... *Gurgling*

*gestures tp a sheath now empty of a fairly heavy bladed combat blade that's simple but effective. *

Yep... Right in side. Lung, heart. Standard training. Got shot too... Kicked in head. Some strange blood..black.. *shakes head*
Sorry.. I know very little to explain her.


Dropped sword but got it back... Morgan had my pistol still..
Thinking on that... I'm not even sure where he is...
*still has one and a half handed sword out of weapons left*

*Aerin watches Cal try to heal himself and he raises an eyebrow*
A: Dumber than i thought.
*drives the knife into Cal's chest and starts trying to carve his heart out*
A: Not much of a god, but you'll have to do.

*Cal would scream in agony if he could through all the blood*
*He fights back weakly as he begins to die*
Cal: Nglo.... pleagse... *gurgling*
*Claws weakly at Aerin's face, leaving bloody streaks as he tries to gouge out Aerin's eyes, but fails badly due to bloodloss, pain and a bad concussion from Morgan*

[The Butter Tank putters out of the forest and into the room] [Drives around in small circles until comfortable and settles in a corner]

[Climbs out of hatch and looks around cautiously] ...

[Yarrick also looks out, followed by Perron in his human guise]
[Perron rubs back of his neck] Feels weird. Even for me.

*Aerin tilts his face away from Cal's hands and keeps cutting, not bothered by the claw marks and blood on his face*
A: A shame that the contract for you expired. I could use your head too.
*keeps cutting through Cal's chest, trying to sever his heart*

*Irilis raises an eyebrow*

This seems familiar...

OOC: Hi Buttery! ^.^

*Cal stares at Aerin, now with his eyes full of pleading*
Cal: [size=7]Glg... Pleagse... dognt gurt... my ghildrin.... pleagse[/7]
*Cal falls back onto the bed, sheet's red with gore as he finally expires*
*The Medbay is filled with the scent of blood*


*Iris frowns at Irilis*
Iris: Excuse me?


*Merg frowns grimly*
Merg: That should have killed it... Black blood you said? Do you have any? Did you take a sample?

*Irilis goes up to the Butter Tank and seems to be patting it*

*Aerin lifts Cal's heart out of his chest cavity and admires it for a brief moment before showing it away in his bag*
A: One ingredient down.
*uses Cal's bed sheet to wipe some of the blood off of his face before sheathing his knife and walking out of Cal's room*
*slips off before people notice the crime, and lays low for now*

*Morgan is fast asleep, but Dria is feeling better and wants to go see her father to make sure he's healing alright.*
*She slides off her bed and grabs her crutches, then walks towards the door*


*Gharn is staring at the butter tank, wondering where it came from, and stands to greet the people coming out of it*
*He vaguely recognizes them from a while back and knows their not hostiles*
*Irilis on the other hand, he's not so sure about. He eyes her cautiously as she does what she does*

OOC: Buttery! Yay!
Also Gharn: Look human, about 20, lean and muscular, ragged shoulder length blonde hair and would be pretty good looking if his face wasn't marred by 4 long scars along the left side of his face, from hairline to jawline

*Marilania*
No, my blood was being drunk from my neck, and I was trying to stay alive.
Samples last of my worries.

It was... Well it was not normal.
That stab should have least crippled her and collapsed a lung.

It barely slowed her down..the only thing that hurt her was a blow to neck...

*hears a distant engine*
Hmm.. Sounds familiar...

[Butter Tank beeps happily to be petted, seems to generally be under the impression it is a Labrador]

[Perron waves gently] Hi Gharn... Long time no see. [Looks around] This place feels.. different.

*Gharn nods and makes a futile attempt to remember Perron's name*
Gharn: Hello. You are back then?
*He looks over his shoulder at the room*
Gharn: This is new. The other one was... destroyed...
*Looks upset slightly as he lost his gifts from Izzy and Rita*


*Dria opens the door to her father's room softly and enters*
Dria: Daddy? Are you-
*Her face goes into total shock as her crutches clatter to the ground*
Dria: D-d-d-d-d-Daddy?
*Tears brim in her eyes as she just stares in shock*


*Calluna suddenly throws a fit a good ways away where Thoth is at the onrush of emotions from Dria*


*Merg shakes her head*
Merg: That's not natural, I mean Vamps aren't natural but that's abnormal even for them. I've killed one or two, but none of them could shrug something like that off so easily

*Hanna wakes and looks around*

*She smells the Cal's blood and gets up slowly*

*She slowly walks towards Cal's location, kinda hoping for a meal*

[Looks ashamed] Yeah, I figured as much. We had to hide in one of the tank's side dimensions... Kimmy, Bridget and Perron would have died being exposed to the amount of fethery going on, and we're not sure what would happen to Sam. Still aren't.

[Perron kneels a small distance away and restores the Baneblade to its natural size] [It attempts to swat him with a side turret in return]

*Gharn nods*
Gharn: Well you are safe at least. Welcome back


*Dria is slumped in the doorway, shock still the major emotion she's feeling.*
*She's basically become numb to the world for now as tears trickle down her face, her mouth hanging open slightly*

*Irilis looks over at where the smell of blood seems to be coming from and grimaces*

*Starts drawing on the Butter Tank*

*Marilania*

Tell me about it. *sighs* I'm not sure if anyone short of Horus could kill her...
I liked that knife too...

I better try n find Morgan. He has my pistol. N ... I've not seen him... Hmmm...

...

*Marla heads up seeing buttery clan suprised*
Hello. Thought id never see you guys again!

*shakes feeling slightly seeing old faces*

*Hanna walks into the room Cal and Dira are in and she holds in a scream*

*Her eyes start watering*

*Sensing human emotion, Irilis draws faster*

*Dria doesn't even acknowledge Hanna and lies lies slumped in the doorway, weeping*


*Merg shrugs*
Merg: Then get him on it. Something like that should be put down, and it's beyond me.

*Irilis' doodling seems to have worked, and an Eldar clad in black robes steps out of a portal*

Robedar: I have come

*Irilis brings the robed Eldar over to the dead body*

*Hanna struggles with herself wanting to eat and knowing she won't hurt anyone because they are already dead*

*But she also doesn't want to eat someone*

*She scratches her leg not knowing what to do*

*Irilis begins to look perplexed that her new Robedar isn't making anyone feel better*

*Dria doesn't move a muscle, just mentally fethed from shock*
*Be clear Cal's body is in the medical area of room*
*A faint glow appears around his body, white and pure as the last of his aura trickles away*

*Irilis nudges her Robedar*

Irilis: Well?

Robedar: I do not think it's working.

Irilis: Something must be wrong with them.

*Hanna looks at all of the people in the medical room and backs away before going to get Iris*

Hanna: Iris! Iris!

*She runs into the main room*

*Iris hears Hanna sounding frantic and gets up at once*
Iris: Hanna?! Hanna what's the matter?

*Dria is in shock*



OOC: Gonna be honest Selym, I have no idea what you're trying to do. I dunno if it's because I don't know Eldar lore that well or not but I'm at a loss

OOC: Don't worry, it's an obscure reference. Irilis has no cultural awareness, and thinks that bringing an Eldar on the Path of Mourning will help protect everyone's souls from Slaanesh by deferring their mourning to another vessel.

*Hanna grabs Iris's hand*

Hanna: S-someone's d-d-dead!

*She starts dragging Iris towards the medical room*

*Iris's skin goes black with fear*
Iris: W-what!? Who!
*Moves along next to Hanna quickly*


*Dria has curled up into a miserable little ball and begins to wail*
*Morgan stirs at the sound*
Morgan: Mmm...wha-?

*Hanna shows Iris the scene*

*She's shaking*

*She can't look at the body for multiple reasons*

*Iris claps her hands to her mouth to stifle a scream*
Iris: OH- Oh Danu! Caladrius!
*She kneels down next to Dria and pulls the girl into a embrace as she weeps for Cal*
*Morgan hears the cry and scrambles to his feet*
Morgan: What?! Dad! Dad?!
*He rushes into the room and stops*
Morgan: No.... NOOOOO!!!!
*He rushes to his father's side*
Morgan: DAD! NO!
*Dria buries her face in Iris's bountiful chest and sobs, horrible heart-wrenching sobs*
*Morgan is weeping openly, cradling his father's head*

*Marilania follows excusing self politely from Merg*
I gonna check on Morgan... Not seen him in a few days and I kinda worried him...

*leaves it obvious she has personal reasons beyond friendship as makes it more polite*

*Follows Iris as seems something up and makes it there and relies slowly...*
By the emperor... *really really unsure what to do as not quite got no reason but not family at same time*

*Roland simply nods, and keeps walking along.*

---
*Jake sighs at Gharn.*
Jake: What do you want Gharn.
*Doesn't bother to look at him, just stares into space.*

*Gharn hesitates then just sits*
Gharn: You look like you could use some company.
*He looks over at Jake, seeing that obviously something is wrong but not sure as to what it might be*
Gharn:... If I am bothering you... I will leave. But for now, I shall sit and keep you company


*Morgan cradles his father's head in his arms, weeping*
*Cal gives the ceiling a 1k mile stare*
*Dria is still sobbing and probs will be for a long time*


OOC: I gotta sleep. Will continue this when I get the chance.

*Hanna can't bare to look at the scene any more*

*She goes into the main room and makes herself a coffee*

*Her hands shake the entire time and she spills boiling hot water all over her hands but doesn't seem to be affected*

[Looks up, at the screaming] ...Always something bad happens when it's finally quiet.
[Heads over to the commotion with Perron] [Goes pale] Cal! ...Cal. [Covers mouth and looks lost]

[Perron quietly steps over to Cal's body] ... [Moves hands over without touching anything, and concentrates]

[Yarrick takes a pass on going to investigate and heads outside] [Nods when passing Jake and Gharn] [Doesn't seem to be in a better mood than either of them] ... Afternoon.

*Marla hears cals name and such as she did see them earlier*

Cal... Oh feth what is going on...
*sees a sad and confused Marinalia in doorway and relises the worst and gestures for Marlin to head in*

*sighs*
Some welcome Commissar.... Sorry. Things been rough of late for all of us...
*plays with necklace as she talks when she worried *

*Marinalia steps in slightly scared and places a hand gently on Morgans shpulder*
Morgan?

So..sorry.
*unsure what to say given situation *

[Perron gently closes Cal's eyes without disturbing Morgan] [Continues to concentrate, and the blood around the area begins to fade, Cal's wounds become less clear, the body looking much more peaceful] [It becomes harder to remember seeing him as he was found, for the time being] ...

*Robedar wanders off*

*Irilis is baffled at the entire scene, but finally remembers to stop balancing her sheathed sword on her head*

Is there anything I'm supposed to do here?

*Marinalia looks over*
Umm... I'm not sure... I'm here as I'm ... Well close enough.


*tries tp be supportive got Morgan but is short ideas and keep hand gently on shoulder and hopes he realises its her*

...

*Marla keeps put of way sadly leaning against a corridor *
*feels bad for Morri as she not even know what's going on*

*Hanna sits in the kitchen silently*

*She sips her coffee and gnaws on her thumb*

*Surveying the emotional damage to the Room occupants, and feeling pretty bad itself, ESCHER moves forward hesitantly to ask a question*

*Its blank faceplate traverses and points at Benny*

This person. Who was he? I am sorry for your loss.

*Milo is still passed out in one of the dormitory rooms, and not even all the screaming wakes him up*
*he is very much out cold*

*Hrorki walks out of another random room and decides that he REALLY needs to get his missing arm looked at*
*he walks into the medical area and looks around for a doctor or another trained medical professional*

*Marla sighs and heads over seeing the space wolf and needs a distraction from the sadness*

Hello..
*has a imperial combat medical symbol on her armour that has various extra symbols alongside for her status*

DR Marla, Professor... Guess I'm now most senior medic.
No guessing what you here for.

*Hrorki gives Marla a booming laugh*
Is it that obvious huh? Soon as I got onto this dirt ball some robot teleports in and removes my arm with the after shock of his teleportation. Talk about bad luck eh?
*he laughs again and shakes his head*
We just came to drop some poor guy off that we found walking around on Fenris after he fell out of a warp portal, and we get shot up as soon as we get into orbit!
*his face turns serious*
Emperor d*** those xenos....

*Irilis looks over at Hrorki*

You! Space marine! Where are we?

*Hrorki looks over at Irilis and growls with rage*
Xenos witch... HOW DARE YOU SULLY THIS PLANET WITH YOUR FOUL PRESENCE!
*he goes to grab his bolt pistol*

*Marla is about the treat space wolf*

Ok.
Your arm got teleported off...
You wanna kill each other or get the arm cleaned up?
*stands to side and keeps out of line of fire*


And that guardsman sounds as unlucky as someone I know!
*has glinting rings and a necklace/bracelet that might indicate gifts from a partner*

*Irilis ducks under an operating table*

*Hanna accidentally crushes her cup of coffee in her hand*

*She pauses for a second then wipes her hand on the table, no shards of cup were able to penetrate her skin*

*She puts her shaking hand in her mouth before biting most of her left fingers off, only her pinky didn't get eaten*

*She walks off to her room where she curls up on her bed and puts her helmet on*

*Hrorki sighs heavily at Irilis' disappearing under the table*
I'll get you later witch....
*he then turns to Marla*
Yeah, the poor bugger could barely remember his name when he landed on Fenris, and his memory is still in tatters even now. He remembers almost nothing of who he was, where he came from, or how he ended up in the warp fighting for his life.

*Marla*

Dang... Il have to pop by and check up on him.
Sounds like he had a rough trip.

*goes to tend for the arm injury marvling that space marines heal so easily if not a hard wound to tidy up*
I'm gonna have to cut some back to clean that. Not much, but need a good base for augments in future.

Guess the mission that brings a space marine to this backwater is pretty classified.

*Irilis quickly steps out of the medbay while Hrorki is distracted, muttering to herself*

OOC: Is there established canon on where the room is?

Ooc there was...

But then again we wiped the slate nigh clean again. So

There's no real established location, system or such.
It was Northern Temperate forest, but we also half killed it. Had mountains to the North.

It had a few lakes and more less advanced towns etc with larger imperial further cities.

But ... Well the cannon is open for invention at this rate now.

OOC:
Not really, in ye olden days it used to hop around from planet to planet. Now I guess it can be wherever it needs to be, we've never really tried to 'set' a planet for it, other than the fact that it MIGHT be somewhere in Imperial Space. But given how massive that is? No, there's no real established canon for it (yet). The planet that it's currently on is a sort of temperate world, covered in forest. But given that half the planet was burned down, blown up, or otherwise wrecked...

BIC:
*Hrorki nods*

Do whatever you need to do in order to prepare it for augmentation, as for my mission..
*he chuckles a little*

Given what I've heard about this planet, whether or not I tell you about my mission isn't a big deal. But I will tell you, I'm sure you noticed that I'm not like the average Space Wolf
*Hrorki is noticeably taller than an average Space Marine, and he is clad in an advanced armor set*

Well, not too long ago Lord Guilleman of the Ultramarines came out of stasis, and he, along with some coghead named Cawl, created a new kind of Space Marine. The Primaris.
*he pauses to take a swig from a sealed mug at his hip*

We're taller and tougher than our Chapter brothers, with new equipment and everything. But not long after I was created, The Great Wolf got word that a Space Wolf was on this planet, but not one from modern times. A Space Wolf from the ancient past, one from the glory days of the Imperium and of the Time of Russ. I was ordered here along with Wolf Lord Krom's Great Company to determine if our ancient brother truly exists, and if he does, to try to learn as much from him as we can. He comes from a better time for my Chapter, his wisdom is doubtlessly deeper than the ocean, and sharper than a kraken's tooth!

*Marla works on space marine. And tidied the wound up knowing that marines feel no real pain from what she doing but works with great skill for human*

Oh...Yarl Agmar?
primus... Sorry given backwater. Going to hell we been short on the latest news of Imperial space, been a fight to survive.

That space wolf... Yeah he real. I hered his sad tale of the great crusade once. Currently missing but a veteran marine... Odds on his favour. He survived this planet for months and has remained alive.

*Hrorki growls with satisfaction*
Yes, he is the one that I was sent to find. The knowledge and lore that he has doubtlessly would benefit my chapter greatly, as well as the fact that, besides Bjorn the Fell-Handed, he would be the last living link to Russ himself!
*frowns at the 'missing' part*
I will need to hunt for him then, I will not return to my brothers a failure.

*Aerin had went off to a river to clean himself off*
A: Billy the Kid or Black Hawk...
*looks down at his Cat medallion and smirks*
A: Better than any ghoul contract.

*Marla sighs*

The main base, well hall they occupied was one of first targets in the invasion.
The Yarl was not seen but we also cannot confirm his death, so hence missing.

*Finishes up neatening up the injury to be more tidy and better to augment*
Done... I mean it Il need to wait a day or two tp augment... If we even have any left your size I'm afraid.

*gives him the former location of Fenris hall ruins*
That Il be where he was last seen.
Cannot tell ya much else.

Seeing as your being honest... And Imperial... Real names.
Princess Marla Olympus, Mars. Dr, and medical Professor.

*Hrorki nods grimly*
Thank you for the information Sister, it will be put to good use. I will try to return with a day or so to receive the augment if at all possible, with or without Brother Agmar. He will turn up eventually either way, he is a son of the Wolf, we do not die so easily.
*he stands up, and the table he's on groans a fair bit as he shifts his weight and stands up*
If you're looking for the man later, he is in the first room on the right in the dormitory section. Poor guy was practically dead on his feet after the flight from the horde of demons.

*Marla*

More deamons.... Gah. Endless damned deamons.
Return when you can. I know things go bad out there.

Ypul find him... Just maybe not where you expect knowing this place! I been here a fee months, its.... Well random.

*has to look up as Primus alot taller than 5'6 human. *
Good luck, he was a good defender, kept a few trouble makers off my neice a few times too... *laughs slightly*

Be good to see him return.

I will.. Sounds like he needs a visit..

*Irilis pokes her head around the door*

I have questions, Space Marine, but as I am bored, I shall offer my assistance on your quest.

*Hrorki chuckles again as he begins walking to the door*
He does, poor guy has barely slept since we set sail from Fenris towards this place. I'm sure you'll take good care of him, he seems like a good man.
*he then walks out of the infirmary and sets off towards Mini-Fenris at a fast and steady pace*
*he turns to face Irillis*
And why would you care to help me witch? Your kind rarely bothers to involve themselves with mankind, and when they do it's rarely for the benefit of man.

*Marla nods and waves and heads up to the mans room not knowing who it is just having a feeling again*

Musta been the damned rations...

*Marla knocks slightly nervously as thinking stranger might be a tad shaken up*
Hey... Umm space marine said you where pretty banged up ..
I'm a Doctor, names...Marla.

I'm senior doctor of the planet at mo...

*Irilis fails to be impressed by Hrorki's tone of voice*

The arrangements we make with the Mon'keigh are mutually beneficial. Which is rather more grace than your despicable kind deserve, had it been you making the arrangements, we would all be herded into some kind of slaughterhouse by the end of it.

And as I had said, I am bored. I am so bored I would even help a lycanophile such as yourself.

*Milo groans slightly at the knock then rolls over and sits up*
*pauses as the familiar voice makes it through his still tired and foggy mind*
*shakes slightly as the voice is familiar, yet the memory is still beyond his reach*
wwwwwhat?

*Hrorki is half contemplating sucker punching Irilis for that last comment*
I'm sure all of the slaughtered innocents on the myriad of our worlds that your kind has put to the torch will be so comforted by that statement Witch. If you must come along then fine, it's not like I'm in any real shape to fight you.
*inwardly cursing the ESCHER unit that made him lose his arm*

*Irilis accepts this backhanded offer of "slightly less boredom" and starts following Hrorki around, always keeping a good distance*

*Hrorki begins running towards the coordinates for Mini-Fenris given to him by Marla*
*He deliberately goes at a punishing pace in order to test how long Irilis can run for*
*has a gak-eating grin on his face, which Irilis might see if she manages to get in front of him*

*Marla reconises voice but cannot believe it*

My names Marla, I'm a Doctor..
I just came to see if you where ok. The Space Wolf said you where somewhat shaken up after your trek.
Don,t worry, I'm not scary. I just wanna help out. Seems you a good egg who had some bad luck.

Can i come in?

*Milo stands up with a groan and shuffles over to the bedroom door*
*grips the doorknob and opens the door slowly*
*he would look a fair bit different than Marla might remember*
*he's now taller by about half about half a foot, and he is clad in a space wolf serf uniform*
*all of his limbs are now whole, but terrible scars are now peaking out from both the collar of the uniform, along with the sleeves*
*his eyes are now emerald green, and his hair is shorn fairly close to his skull*
*he also has a bit of a beard going, but that's more because of a general failure to shave than any real effort to make a beard*

*Marla jumps slightly *
Sorry... I thought you might have been someone else... Close...
Voice... *trails off*

*is same but had the glittering necklace Milo gave her, the rings, bracelet and same bar a neck injury and few half healed facial cuts*

Come on. Sit down Il give you a check over, you seem to need abit of care.

If not I can ask my sister Maria if you want someone else...

*has a strangely familiar feeling but too diffrent seemingly and cannot believe it resisting it*
*cannot shake that something is ... Up*

*Irilis dashes after Hrorki, wondering if the great fuzzy one had forgotten the Eldar's reputation for speed*

I can hear the clattering of your teeth from here, close your face!

Ooc: (There needs to still be a mountain range on the planet, even if it's distant and wasteland now. One of my PCs kinda relies on it as a life source atm.)

Ooc it was a snowy mountain.. I think worst it no longer has much wild life left.

Yeah, we do have a chance tp reinvent the planet abit though...

*Milo finally looks Marla in the eye*
It's... ok. I've managed to bandage most of the cuts already, but I'd appreciate it if you could take a look at them and make sure I did everything right.
*Is extremely confused as Marla is very familiar and he's dreamed about her a few times, but he says nothing in order to not look like a fool*
*sits back down on the bed, turns around and takes off his uniform top so Marla can get at the bandages*

*Hrorki gives Irilis a booming laugh*
What, are you going to come up here and make me if I don't?
*he's actually not faced Eldar before, as he's a relatively young Marine, so he actually has no idea about their speed*
*begins closing in on the last location of Mini-Fenris, so he slows down a tad so he doesn't zoom by it*

*Irilis nearly flies past Hrorki, and is irked that he is strong enough to cancel out his momentum with such efficiency*

*She leans slightly forward to look Hrorki in the face*

I could if you want.

*The blank expression of her ghosthelm does nothing to make this feel like a serious offer*

*Hrorki laughs again*
I would love to see that Witch, but now is not the time.
*as he gets closer to what's left of the Room he takes a deep breath and frowns as he smells the corruption in the air*
*his grim expression stays on his face as he slowly walks past the shattered remnants of the Room and closes in on Mini-Fenris*
This whole place smells of death and corruption, I do not like it. Not one bit...

*the hall is heavily ruined and a ruined battered and defiled space wolf logo hangs over the ruined entrance *

*the place is pretty trashed but the carvings and battered stonework remains but its pretty broke and roof is broken open in most of the buildings *
*there may be tracks of a wounded space wolf , there may not, as they may have been destroyed by deamons and coruption*
*signs are there but very faint because of events and take a true space wolf to find them*
...

*Marla sorts them out quietly not wanna say... I think I'm your wife as sounds run away creepy*
*when looks at eyes are the same ice blue though sad though from losing Milo and cal and others*

*smiles finished gently finishing last bandage with a customary flourish*

Done. Just needed a few a abit tighter than you had em.
You know your stuff. If you need me in room ...

*internally is totally confused right now as feelings seem to conflict with logic and reason and does not wanna sound like a crazy lady*

*Hrorki slowly begins scanning the ground as he walks through Mini-Fenris*
*he's keenly looking for tracks or any other signs that another Astartes has been through here*
*he finally, after like 20 minutes, finds some faint tracks and begins following them*
*quietly to himself*
Found you....

*Milo is similarily confused, and as Marla works flashes of memories flash through his mind*
*he winces several times as the memory shards begin flying through his brain*
Feth....

*Marla looks concerned *

You alright?
I probably should let you get some rest. Find me if it hurts.. Our other senior doctor... Well seems it me now. *sighs *

*cannot shake her feeling and decides to go think about this whole crazy thing and does her whole play with necklace thing out of habit*

...

*Finds tracks but there weak as they get as all gone on and obviously wounded*
*the marine who escaped took some punishment doing it, and fashioned a support to help walk*
*armour boots are a seemingly older pattern so probably on right path*

*Irilis is prudent enough to keep a few meters behind Hrorki, and watches his nose do the work*

*Milo shakes his head*
I'm sorry, but you remind of someone, I just don't remember who it was....
*he shakes his head and sighs*
I'm sorry, I must sound crazy....

*Hrorki goes down onto one knee and examines the track*
Older armor mark, fits what I've been told about Brother Agmar. He appears to be wounded here, he fashioned some sort of support for himself and then he kept walking. But I'm getting closer now...
*he stands up and begins following the trail*

*Agmars trail leads over some rough ground, and many many f
Different attempts to throw off trail, signs of battles, some very old blood and seems to slow further as the old wolf was harassed*

*route leads deep into the mini Fenris mountains into some harsh terrain with a single ancient great company sigil carved into a prominent tree and several runes that translate to "Ancient Wolf"*

...

*Marla sits down and sighs before thinking for a minute nervous as hell and constantly fidgiting with a necklace*
Ok... This gonna make me sound like some crazy lady too, you reminded me of someone... It... Felt like it... Was right..

I was scared to say... Thought you might run for the hills...

*Milo sighs*
I'm sorry. My memory is all sorts of messed up right now, I remember very little from before I woke up in the arena.
*shudders once and rubs at a scar on his neck*
All I could remember was blood and death......
*thousand yard stare*

*Hrorki takes his sweet time while following the trail to make sure that he doesn't lose it*
*Takes the harsh terrain fairly well, as he had to deal with a lot worse during his initiation into the Space Wolves*
*examines the sigil and runes with a critical eye*
What are you trying to tell me brother?

*Marla sighs and thinks carefully*
I remember... But I struggling to believe its true... But. It seems so real.. And if I tell you all I think..

*sighs as events are catching up with her*
So I introduce myself as some half mad woman... And never gave you my full name properly... Sorry.. I must seem so rude..

Princess, Pr, Dr Marla, Olympus.
*offers a hand slightly nervously still*

...

*below the sigil is single rune that relates to a ancient legend and a clue as to location as not trusting to put a direct marking*

*the sigil is Agmars great company sigil but one that is only found in a very old part of the fangs historic records *

*as Marla says her name Milo goes rigid*
*memories begin to coalesce in his mind ever so slowly*
*he stares straight ahead as the memories begin to come together somewhat*

*Hrorki stares at the rune for several long seconds as he tries to decode it and get a sense for where Agmar went*
Hmm. Clever brother, very clever.
*he sets off determinedly into the forest*

*Marla looks very concerned*
Oh... I never ment to hurt you...

*places hand on shoulder*
Please remember me if you can.

*kinda very worried hand shaking abit*

...

*Agmar route seems to make sense and leads to area of mountains and caves, and a spring bubbling down from hfih above but also erases most of his tracks as solid rocky ground*

*has to now remember his legend and work out the route the true king took to find the path to win a great battle*

*Milo doesn't respond and keeps staring into space as the memories continue to unfold*
*shakes slightly*

*Hrorki slows down some as he walks and tries to remember the legends that many Space Wolf intitiates are taught while they're still Blood Claws.*
*begins slowly going down the 'path'*

*space wolf finds right path but Il be a good hard trek*
*several signs the old wolf slipped or used hand holds tp get up , obviously retreating deep into the Fenris realm to hide and recover*

Route may require a farseer to detect some traps cammoflarged and hidden with runes in attempt to prevent those unworthy of finding him*

...
*Marla finally relises the various emotions she been holding for last few weeks and Marla exe has problems processing*
*kinda torn alot but not wanting to gets hopes up and have them destroyed and no longer can keep it all bottled up*

*sighs as they both pretty mentally fethed up*

...

*Marinalia tries to comfort Morgan if possible and be there for him even if unsure and abit scared by it all*

...

*Furia carries on a carving the woodern wolf now looking alot more wolf like*

Ooc maybe one more post max then I'm hitting the hay*

*Irilis perks up at the sign of an intriguing trail, but keeps her distance and says nothing, sensing nothing of particular interest. Though that should be suspicious, she fails to notice the oddness of it*

*Milo.exe has stopped working for now*
*he just keeps staring into space as Marla stands there*

*Hrorki glances up at the various handholds and then at his missing arm*
*he sighs and starts taking the same handholds, albeit at a far slower pace as he has to use his legs to anchor himiself in place so he can raise up his hands*
*to Irilis*
Be wary, I assume Brother Agmar has set some rune traps along the way. Your magic may actually come in handy here.
*sounds like he had to force that last phrase out, as he REALLY does not like alien magic*

*Irilis draws a little closer, navigating the awkward ground with the grace that can be expected of an Eldar*

*remains silent, not wanting to break the tension now that it has replaced boredom*

*his caution is well founded as a rune trap fire but seemed aimed at a faster paced pursuit blasting outwards that would of forced onto some nasty looking shards of rock*

*there's a couple of both runic, and regular well camoflarged traps on way from simple hand grenades and tripwires to a runic trap that designed to strip your life force, all camoflarged with various means and methods to make it extra fun and odd spectral decoy or false falling boulder *

Ooc have fun. If you want while I'm sleeping.
There's a variety if you want to carry on and add some flavour .

...

*Marla sighs and also writes down her room number andnto fond her if he wants /needs help/remembers wanting some time to process her emotions and thoughts*

Il check on you later... I'm ... Gotta process this.
*just follows her gut and kisses him on cheek before leaving for own room*

Ooc night.

*Hrorki takes it super slow, making sure to scan each area very thoroughly for traps before going to far forward*
*is inwardly cursing Agmar for making this such a pain in the neck*
I swear Brother, when I actually find you we are going to have some words....

*Dria is still wrapped in Iris's arms and sobbing, heartbroken*

*Morgan looks over at Perron then down at his father, looking a little as if he's not 100% there*
Morgan: P-perron? W-what?
*He looks at Maril, looking utterly defeated*
Morgan: M-maril?
*He pulls her into a hug and buries his face in her shoulder, ,weeping for his father*


*Billy and Black Hawk are finally getting back on track towards the room*


*Gharn has no idea anything is wrong with Dria or the others*
Gharn: Want? I do not want anything, other than perhaps to help you if I can.

Ooc one last post *

*space wolf finds a Byzantium grenade trap rigged ro seemingly explode in 3 different ways only a veteran space wolf could of made up but can be disarmed also easily if you manage to remove the right part correctly *

Also runicly hidden tp a degree and made to be confusing*

...

*Marinalia kinda unsure if anything she can do will help just holds onto him tightly and is there feeling sad as cal was nice to her and a helped them end up together *
I'm here... Not leaving you.
*reinforces point in her badly accented Danu which she is kinda bad at but can do a few words and phrases curtsey of Morgan*
"no go... Sta..stay you"
Ooc she can be npc abit and generally trying best to help even if unsure or abit scared at having that level of task*


Ooc night.
I just threw in a few traps n such as walking in finding Agmar is damned boring and more fun to have a few challenging moments on your quest to find the old wolf and why he escaped to a degree also.

*Hrorki examines the grenade trap with a critical eye*
You certainly made this difficult didn't you brother?
*he starts trying to disarm it with his one good arm*
*it's rather slow going, as he's trying to avoid blowing himself up, so this is going to take a while*

*Irilis projects her mind through the warp to get a sense of future possibilities*

I recommend a fingertip search of everything you touch or stand on. There are traps everywhere. This could take some time.

*Jake sighs at Gharn.*
Jake: You... haven't heard...
*He finally looks at Gharn his eyes raw with a whirpool of emotions.*
Jake: Denny is dead, Gharn. I am alone.
*He returns to staring out in the distance.*
Jake: I'm... alone.

---
*Roland trails along, look still pretty sad, which is rare to see sense he hides his emotions so well.*

---
*Eddie sits in the mainroom smoke cigarettes.*

*Hrorki nods*
Yes, he seems to have put a fair number of traps here, I'd estimate there's one trap of some sort every couple of feet. This is going to take a while, I hope you have nothing better to do for a while Eldar.
*he bends down and begins to disarm the traps one at a time, those traps that are more magical in nature he calls upon Irilis to help with*
*It's really slow going*

*Gharn's mouth drops open in horror*
Gharn: She is... dead?
*He slumps at the loss of his Ho-Khazet, cause that means something to him, even if he didn't really know Denny that well*
Gharn: H-how?


*Morrigan gets a empty hollow feeling in her gut, but doesn't recognize it and tries to shake it for the sake of the mission, passing it off as grief over Scatty*
*She keeps moving forwards, following the trails of bootprints and black ooze*

*Jake nods slowly, and grits his teeth.*
Jake: She was slain.
*He looks at his magnum.*
Jake: And I... didn't stop it.

---
*Roland keeps walking along, not really worried about Scatty, but the things that invaded the forest.*
*They being followed, he knows that, but doesn't know by what... or by who...*

*Somewhere in the wilderness, Athan sets up camp and trains. Though his experience and skill is great, the old Astartes feels incomplete. It has been far too long since the soldier felt the familiar weight of his spear, long since lost*

*Athan looks at his matching blade, a tanto-sized weapon gifted to him by a nameless hero long ago*

Athan: (If the dead could only speak...)

*The old warrior runs his hand through his copper hair, now streaked with silver, and ponders his lot as a meager catch of wild game cooks over a fire*

*Gharn is unsure what to do, shocked that Denny is dead*
Gharn: ...By...By who? Who has killed the Ho-Khazet?


*Morrigan pauses and picks up Maril's combat blade from the ground*
Morrigan: Is this-?
Horus: Maril's. She stabbed her.
Morrigan:...And she's just pulled it out. Hm.
*She dips a finger in the black ooze still on the blade*
Morrigan: Hm... Roland have you seen anything like this before?
*She shows him the ooze. It's thick and almost goopy, like syrup*

[Perron sighs] ..I can't bring Cal back, but I can prevent your last memory of your father from being so ...severe. [Bows head] It's just imagery, I haven't desecrated anything physically.

[Benny looks around cautiously] ...Where's Morrigan?

[Yarrick leans, smoking on the wall somewhere near Gharn and Jake] Damn. That's gak. [Sees Gharn stare] What? It is. No point dressing it up... It's gak. [Goes quiet again]

*Morgan nod shakily, looking a wreck*
Morgan: T-thanks P-perron...
*He looks over at Benny, tears still streaming down his face*
Morgan: Scatty... she and Uncle Horus went to find her...

*Aerin starts heading back towards the room*
A: The eye of an immortal, better be more of a fight than Cal.

*Marinalia kinda just goes with flow and just hugs and lets him rest and cry against her shoulder and feels sad for Mprgan but tries best to help genuinely though a tad unsue how*

Thankyou perron... Benny. Can you find Gharn? Dira plus he was there family almost.
*slightly nervously*
Morgan... So sorry...

...

*Marla dat in her room thinking and wondering if what she thinking can be true. *

...

*Furia sat in main room staying out of way but not quite Trust the stranger in black*
*glances over a few times as trying to gauge this mysteriously garbed man*

...

*Yarls traps seem to form more and more some form of protection of a place, and start to though frustrating make a clearer idea off things and his reasoning *

*also runes up above seem to be hiding something *
*there importance is higher as more of them and more powerful and older ones*

...

*Maria hangs about in corridor looking down at news but also unwilling to interrupt after what Marla told her*

*Billy and Black Hawk are on their way back to the room too, but not quite there yet*
*Billy's loudly berating Black Hawk over getting them lost for nearly a week*
Billy: Oh yeah! Black Hawk! Ma-ka-tai-me-she-kia-kiak! The greatest human tracker alive! Biiiiiig help!
*Black Hawk is suffering in silence, knowing his friend will calm down and apologize once he's done venting*

*Assuming that BH and Billy are close enough, Aerin pauses as Billy's shouting carries over to him*
A: (Lucky day.)
*The Cat draws his steel sword and stalks towards the pair*

*Billy and Black Hawk are totally close enough and Billy keeps venting for a while longer*


*Morgan nods to Maril then looks back down at his father*
Morgan: W-we... Someone needs to g-go get mum....


*Iris is rocking Dria gently, speaking softly and trying to sooth her as best she can*
*Dria is back to being detached from reality and just emotionally shut down*

*Aerin steadily catches up to the pair, trusting Billy's ranting to cover his already silent footsteps*
*the Witcher slowly reaches for a grapeshot bomb and tosses it at the pair's feet (when it detonates, shrapnel is sent in every direction)*
A: Better make this quick.

*Marinalia*
Aye.. Morri .. Needs to know.
Gharn too.

Can you ... *sighs as sounds silly* aura call her?
With help. ?

I can ... Fly if we have something. Maybe. Its a long shot.
But I don,t want to leave you to face this alone.

...

*maria sighs and steps in*
I can help on aura.... If you knew how. Emperor knows how your feeling . So sorry Morgan. He was a friend to us.

*Morgan shakes his head*
Morgan: Someone... someone's going to have to go after her... I can't do anything...
*Looks utterly defeated and just... empty*


*Black Hawk reacts instantly, kicking the bomb like a soccerball, but they both still get hit by plenty of shrapnel*
Billy: AGH!
*Both collapse to the ground and Billy draws his gun*
Billy: Th' feth... what th' feth?! Hawk...?
*He clumsily props himself up and glances around, pretty badly cut up*

*Maria*

Il go. Il need someone who can track though.
*thinks*
Gah gonna have tp ask Gharn probably. Might not be a easy sell. Maybe Furia if I can can peusade her.
Marlin, you just look after Morgan. Marla is about though, helping.. Well helping out a patient.

*Marinalia nods*
Sure mum. I ain't leaving even if you asked me.
*looks over to Morgan*
We help you. Promise.

*Irilis is midway through trying to disarm a particularly fiendish runic trap, when she decides to get chatty*

So who exactly are we looking for? They're being really annoying.

*Trap is disarmed after some skilled rune craft but also when translated seems to have somehow worked when made out of 50% Wolf, claw and fang based runes*

*makes sense in space wolf but probably total madness in eldar understanding*

There most of the way there to the spot they need to get too after a few hours work clearing the barriers.

*Hrorki grunts in annoyance*
We are looking for one of the most ancient members of my Chapter. If rumor is to be believed, he is from the time of Russ, and thus making him over ten thousand years old. Now I know that means nothing to your deranged Xenos mind, but to us it means he is an invaluable source of lore and wisdom, as well as one of the last connections to my Primarch.

OOC:
I'm going to be at a 40k event for most of the day, so this may be one of my last posts before late, late in the evening.

OOC: S'okay, we still like you <3

BIC:

*Irilis glances over her shoulder at Hrorki*

That's impressive for a Mon'keigh. I once witnessed the full duration of a breeding program of Mon'keigh, it was comedic gold. They somehow got bigger, uglier and stupider, and I was beginning to wonder if they were about to turn green, too.

How did your one survive this long?

*Hrorki grits his teeth slightly and yet again contemplates shooting Irilis in the face*
That's what I intend to ask him when I find him Witch. Among other things....
*he then slowly continues disarming the myriad of traps that are in his way*

OOC:
That's what important to me Selym above all else, is that you still like me.

*after most traps disarmed eventually it opens out ontona small ledge that has what looks like a small cave on it heavily inscribed with stasis and runes of camouflage to barely survive the whole invasion*

*inside the Jarl is resting, injured and using susmembrane to with life signs so low he barely registered on anything*
*needs some medical care too as also took serious injuries in various fights and running battles*
*armour is rather battered and missing in places*

Ooc aye, long as ya happy.
...

*Marla is still highly confused talking to self trying to work out of this stranger is "Milo" and why she feels so utterly and insanely confused*
*emotionally utterly confused *

*Irilis starts probing the Jarl's mind for information, but his suspended animation just gives her static. Internally ruffled, she decides to wait for him to wake up, like some sort of peasant.*

*Jarl is a Rune Priest. (Liberian) *
*passive defensives exist mentally but mind is so slow mo that they not active much at all*

*cannot tell much about him from sus membrane and runes that supress outside and semi stasis effect *
*once you wake him up then you can have more fun*

*Roland keeps walking along, looking for any threats.*

*Jake rounds on Gharn.*
Jake: Does it matter?! They are fething dead! And so is she.. just.. stop..
*He takes a long drag then hears Yarricks comment and his eyes burn with rage.*
Jake: Gak... gak... You know what's gak Yarrick? The Yankee's losing the world series, That is gak... or I'm eating dirt again! That's gak.. Or maybe I'm stuck in a gak box full of idiots, who only care about their own selfish lives! That is gak!..... Losing the one thing in my life that keeps me happy? No that is far beyond gak... That's like losing a piece of yourself, knowing you can never have it back... you know what that's like?
*Jake's hands are so fast, that his movements are a blur. Two magnum shots sound off, and Yarrick is suddenly missing his big, and little toe.*
Jake: How does that feel Yarrick, like fething gak?
*Coldly looks up at him, daring him to draw his pistol.*

---
*The armies of the red robbed figure, build themselves a huge spire, which is heavily defended.*
*Also hordes of monsters run around the forest.*

OOC: The sus-an membrane on a marine is typically sufficient for self-sustained stasis for extended periods. They usually don't also require stasis mechanisms, as the point is for a stranded marine to hibernate himself until rescue arrives. Does he have stasis mechanisms for a reason?

Ooc when the planet was overun, it was more meant as a plot device to slow his life signs to be extremely hard to detect.

Basically masking amy life signs as to make sure he was not found by his enemies.

I needed a semi logical reason why he managed to go undetected and it was best I could come up with that respected plot but kept my avatar alive for use.

*A crossbow bolt flies towards Billy, which is quickly followed by the Witcher himself*
A: Hope the bomb didn't hit your eyes.

*Gharn looks slightly taken aback by Jake's outburst*
*He stands up and puts a hand on Jake's shoulder*
Gharn: Jake, please, do not do this.
*He feels really sorry for Jake as he knows what he's going through, from when he lost his own family due to Maiev*



*Billy takes the bolt in his fleshy shoulder and cries out in pain*
Billy: Y'ain't that lucky pal!
*With his metal arm he empties his revolver at Aerin*

*Aerin's Quen shield breaks as the bullets hit, and he growls*
A: Already better than Caladrius.
*springs forwards gracefully, his sword glowing brightly with green runes*

*Billy awkwardly reloads with one hand and fires off another 2 shots before Aerin gets him*

*Maria heads off looking for Gharn as knows he one of faster and best trackers out of those at the room right now and try to explain the situation as gentley as possible *

Il find Gharn... We need a fast tracker. And no one else here fits that bill so well.

...

*Marla remains confused about the milo that's bot milo but milo at same time.*

..

*Marilania nods to Maria and holds onto Morgan worried for him not hered him that broken ever*
*tries to be gentle*
You want anything?
Food, quiet spot, maybe some time to think?

...

*Yarl Agmar remains in the cave in state of sus coma, but still able to be woken if they get to him*

...

*Furia is kinda getting rather worried as no sightings of thoeth ay All and wondering of he was killed out there slightly*

*asks toubd main area*
Anyone seen.. Thoeth, or small child?
Missing... Need. Information on them, getting worried as so long.

Ooc night. Got a busy Monday ahead!

*Morgan nods and looks over at Iris who gives him a reassuring look*
Iris: I'll take care of her until Gharn get's here... You go...
*Morgan nods then turns to Maril*
Morgan: I just... I wanna go to bed...

*Jake remains silent.*
Jake: Gharn, you don't know what's going to happen... but you will...
*He sighs.*
JAke: Everything is a fething wheel.

---
*Roland frowns at the black ooze.*
Roland: I have seen all manner of things like this, it could be anything.

*Marinalia*
Course.. Come on, lets get some sleep and maybe a shower in the morning.

Thanks Iris.. Il look after Morgan.
Do my best anyway. *gives her a slightly nervous glance as leaving giving away she not entirely sure how but genuinely means it*

*holds his hand and leads him back to her room and starts changing out her armour into something far more comfortable before snuggling or sleeping on sofa whichever he prefers*

...

*Maria goes looking for Gharn to pass on her message about both cal, and the fact Morri and Horus do not know*
*tries to be gentle as possible but also get info across quickly*

*greets anyone passing/in area if fond gharn*

...

Meanwhile a ship loiters miles out on the systems edge past the outer most planet where it is out of the way and not aiaming to enter close to room planet having stayed on the very furthest edges of room system out of the way of anything*
A figure speaks to richly and rather creatively clad captain of the ship.

Lord Captain... We have the system. It is mostly un mapped or categorized.
The planet you requested is known for being a death world but no communication has been hered .
Estimated population is in the millions from old reports but has a reputation for being highly variable.

That is the one... Ready the black shuttle, tell me when it is ready.

Lord captain. That shall take time after...

Begone... Tell me not of problems but when.

Ooc night for reals folks.

*Gharn frowns*
Gharn: What? What do you mean? What's going to happen?



*Morri nods but still can't shake the bad feeling*
Morri: A-alright... Let's go on then...
*They're nearing the mountains and the trees are becoming sparse as the ground becomes rockier*


*Morgan cuddles up with Maril and just lies there, unable to sleep at all*

*Irilis speaks to Hrorki*

I take it we are to bring this "Jarl" back to the Imperial Base?

What do you intend to do with it once it is there?

*Hanna walks out of her room and heads into the kitchen for a drink*

*She is still a little shaken and she sips a cup of water quietly*

*Hrorki slowly approaches the Jarl*
You certainly led us on a merry chase didn't you brother?
*examines him and notes the injuries and the missing armor*
We need to get you seen to brother, you appear to be about in as good of a shape as I am.
*he gets the Jarl into an awkward one handed hold and slowly begins working his way back out of the cave*

*to Irilis*
Once we get back I intend to revive him, and then after that I do not know. The original intent was for the Rune Priests of my Great Company to talk to Agmar at length and discern what lore he knows. He is the second to last living connection to our Lord Primarch, he is invaluable to my Chapter. But since I was the only one who made it to the planet...

*Irilis appears to understand, and perks up at the intent to get off-world*

Can you not call your kind and get a transport?

*Hrorki grunts as Agmar is surprisingly heavy*
I can try, but the Strike Cruiser might not be in range. Last I heard they were under assault by an alien cruiser, and they were being forced to retreat. I have no guarantee that they're anywhere close enough to be hailed. I may have no choice but to wait here and pray they come back.
*his facial expression indicates that he has no real hope that they're coming back anytime soon*

*Milo continues staring into space and trying to piece his thoughts together*

*Irilis casts her mind into the warp, hoping to divine the secrets that the linear progression of time has withheld*

*She places her hands on her ghosthelm, as though she had a migraine*

*Prophecy eludes her, but as she whispers to it, the warp whispers back*

OOC: Should I lead on what Irilis divines, or should I let someone else give pointers?

OOC:
Up to you really, the cruiser was just a plot device to get my characters onto the planet to begin with.

BIC:
*Hrorki continues his slow journey with Agmar*
*notes Irilis' struggle, and is ready to shoot her in the head if she shows any signs of becoming possessed, even though that doesn't really happen with Eldar. But he don't know that*

*Irilis withdraws her mind, deeply unsatisfied with the excursion. Details always eluded her, but she had been hoping for at least a scene, or some sort of narrative. All she got this time though, was some of Agmar's experiences in the Great Crusade*

*Perplexed as to why that would be relevant to her future, she decides to probe Hrorki for more information. She decides to try this verbally, at least for now.*

What did Agmar do in his time in the Great Crusade?

*Hrorki grunts as he nearly drops Agmar*
From what we have learned from the Great Wolf, Agmar was one of the first Rune Priests of the Space Wolves Legion. He was one of the first who was able to wield the powers of nature, the power of Fenris, and channel it. The title of "Jarl" that he has implies that he also held some sort of high rank, so it seems to us that he was one of Russ' inner circle. Or at the very least he was well respected.

*This connection with Leman Russ strikes a prophetic charm within Irilis, but not one she recognises*

Well that would certainly explain the traps he set. I take it you know not his purpose on this planet?

*Aerin grunts as the two bullets slam into him, punching right through his armor, and making him stagger backwards*
A: Mistake.
*casts Aard on Billy (telekinetic blast) before following after him, ready to plunge his blade into Billy*

*Hrorki shakes his head grimly as he walks*
All we know is that he showed up on this world some time ago, and that word of his presence here took some time to arrive at Fenris. He seems to have had a part in setting up a Fenrisian inspired lodging and eatery area here, but the reasons for that elude me currently.
*he sighs heavily*
Very little about this place makes any sort of sense.

*The ESCHER is time-paradox-ed, aborting the fracture and entering a universe containing a Federation that fell to corporate rule*

*The Computers hardly note this, as parallel universes are common*

*Light years ago, everyone's favorite oblivious crazy guy stirs*

OOC: A light year is a distance, not a measure of time (soz, I had flashbacks to teachers misusing that)

BIC:

*Irilis and Hrorki reach the climb they had earlier mounted*

How do you intend to descend?

*Hanna looks around the kitchen and kinda wishes she had been there to try and stop Cal's death*

Hanna: (M-maybe it's ok to f-fight..... But only if it to protect people...)

*Marinalia can sleep and is curled up to Morgan peacefully sleeping and moving slightly as he does to compensate*
*can see she worried but also resting and peaceful for now*
*tries to least be there as something good and one solid thing left*

*also not armoured and far more normally dressed so far more comfey to cuddle*
Ooc gotta go. Replies be a tad sporadic

...

*Jarl is not awoken as such as in almost stasis however Farseer may begin to tell he is slowly beginning to wake, though unable to fully because of injuries that need tending*

*has a wise range of kill marks and campaign badges of long lost past and the harsh and so chosen Hersey and scpuring marks that only adorn great banners and Bjprns armoured shell*

...

*Maria still looking for Gharn to pass on messages, and finds, during/after Jake interaction whichever is appropriate *

...

*Marla almost as confused as Milo both wondering why they remember and feel for the other so*

*Hanna leaves the kitchen and sits behind a couch*

*She curls up and thinks*

*She has a bottle of water with her and she nibbles on her thumb every now and then taking a little bit of flesh and eating it*

*The warp whispers to Irilis, and gives her an image, and some sound*

**

**

*The warp's offering is most unhelpful, and makes her a little paranoid about the possibility of alien life*

*Hrorki looks down at the climb and then at Agmar*
*he looks down again, and then at Agmar*
*he seems to be judging the distance*
*he sighs heavily once*
I'm trying to figure that out....

*Irilis calculates that power armour should be sufficient to stop Hrorki and Agmar from breaking any bones*

*She silently walks behind Hrorki, jumps, and lands a hard roundhouse kick right on his back*

*Billy crashes through a few bushes before landing in a heap*
*He groans and stands up. He activates his shield arm and reloads his gun*
Billy: You wanna know what kinda mistake you made bud!? Pissin' me off!
*Takes aim and fires at Aerin as the dude charges, then pulls out a spearhead and gets ready to fight hand to hand*

*being entirely unexpected, Hrorki is not prepared at all for the kick, and so he (and Agmar) go flying*
*he is cursing Irilis the entire way down, until he hits the ground with a sound that kinda sounds like a gong being rung*
*a very comedic dust cloud pops up where he landed*
*Both he and Agmar are perfectly fine though, maybe a bit winded by the impact*

*Irilis lands gently next to the heaping pile of metal and paint that is Hrorki and Agmar*

I solved the problem. Gravity is on our side for once.

*Aerin would have gotten close enough to Billy to slash at his chest, and he takes the third bullet which causes him to stagger backwards and sink to one knee*
A: ...Much better... than Cal.
*fumbles for a bottle of Swallow, cause he's not in good shape at all*

*Billy shouts in pain and staggers, bleeding badly, but then leaps forwards to smash a steel fist into Aerin's face*
Billy: Th' feth you mean better than Cal!? What'd you do to Cal!?

*Hrorki groans and slowly gets to his feet*
*he picks up Agmar again and stands up with an interesting cacophony of popping and cracking sounds that sound remarkably painful to hear*
*in a deadpan voice*
Do that again Witch and you'll be eating your own tongue.
*he then sets back off towards the Neu-Room*

*Poison begins to seep into Billy from the wound, and Aerin tries to lean backwards to avoid the punch but still gets clocked in the face*
*The Cat slumps backwards and spits out a glob of blood*
A: Had a contract.
*still reaching the Swallow, and shakily brings it towards his lips*

*Billy sinks to the to one knee, breathing heavily and trying to stifle the blood seeping from his chest*
Billy: C-contract? Oh no... If you killed him! I swear I'm going to turn your head into paste!
*He tries to rise weakly but fails*

*Irilis takes a gander at what is going on inside Agmar's body, and shivers*

I may have been mistaken about the impact force reduction on his armour. On the other hand you seem to be remarkably unbruised, given that you landed primarily on your face.

*Aerin greedily drinks the Swallow, emptying the entire bottle*
*The Cat's veins turn dark green, but his wounds begin to heal rapidly, including the bullets popping out like how Wolverine heals*
A: Good luck with that.
*Aerin moves forwards with a new grace and stabs his sword at Billy's chest*

*Hrorki chuckles darkly*
Wolf Priest Ulrik always did say I was extremely hard-headed, I guess he was right about that. Do not worry overly much about Brother Agmar though, most of that damage will have healed by itself by the time we get back to the base.

*The sword goes in and Billy heaves up some blood, then grins at Aerin shakily*
Billy: Hrk.... Say goodnight Gracie...
*He jabs towards Aerin's neck with the spearhead, trying to ram it through his throat*

*Aerin is too close to completely dodge the hit, so he raises his free arm to catch the spearhead instead*
A: I'll kill you slowly.

*The spearhead jabs into Aerin's arm, and he'd feel intense burning pain, seeping right into his bones. It's beyond probably anything he would have felt before as the ancient Earthlord rune on the spearhead works it's magic*
*Billy spits out some more blood and slumps*
*There's the sound of the hammer of a gun cocking back behind Aerin*
Black Hawk: Let... him... go...
*Black Hawk took the brunt of the explosion, so she's pretty shredded, on eye is gouged out from a chunk of shrapnel, and he's barely standing as he places the gun barrel against the back of Aerin's head*

*Irilis quietly contemplates the significance of alien life, and the symbolic meaning of Agmar's return*

*She thinks to herself that to Hrorki, Agmar represents wisdom, tradition, and the legacy of great heroes. From this, she understands some of Hrorki's values. Either knowledge or story is part of his interest. She senses that he is new to the Space Wolves, and may have had some difficulty fitting in with them. The tradition of Agmar would most certainly bring him into deeper brotherhood with the other Wolves. Agmar's herodom is what she sees in Hrorki's eyes. He aspires to greatness.*

*Irilis concludes, however, that this overthinking is currently useless, as the information is inapplicable to herself and her situation*

*Hrorki steadfastly keeps on trucking back towards the base, managing to maintain a fast, but steady, pace*
*Is also managing to keep a pretty decent hold on Agmar with his one remaining arm, although he has to pause occasionally to adjust his hold to keep Agmar from falling down*

*Milo finally fell asleep sometime during the night and is currently passed out halfway off the bed and halfway on the floor*

*Agmars body heals fine as geneseed is not dozens of clone generations old and comes from time when the process tp make a space marine was less myth and rituals*

*if she scans his slowly waking mind she sense a great pain of the betrayal, watching the golden age die and seeing the dying empire in 40k a sad legacy to his brothers sacrifices*
*old marines armour on low power helping to heal his injuries slightly*

...

*Maria keeps looking for Gharn finding him when the time is right for plot*

...

*Marinalia wakes slowly and looks over at Mprgan sleepily*
Morning...
*tries to hide it abit but eyes give away she very worried about him and the general situation as a whole*

..

*Marla is napping as her sleep was bad, plagued by odd dreams of memories that seem to been triggered*
*very confused about milo that's not milo but is milo*

*Aerin slowly raises his hands in surrender*
A: He's poisoned. Without a cure, he will die. Kill me, and he won't get the cure.

*Iris has taken Dria to bed, but the little Elder doesn't want to let go and just clings to Iris until someone else arrives*
*Iris sighs and gently rocks Dria, trying to get her to sleep*


*Calluna and Thoth are on their way back*


*Morgan had finally passed out into a fitful sleep full of nightmares but jerks awake at Maril speaking*
Morgan: Wuh!? Uh... Ohh...
*He looks over at Maril, seemingly more tired than possible*
Morgan. Hi...


*Black Hawk snarls and shoots out both Aerin's legs at the knee joint*
BH: Give him the cure, and I'll let you die quickly donkey-cave.
*Billy collapses and BH resists the urge to run to his friend's side, instead keeping the gun trained on Aerin*

*Aerin grunts as he falls to the ground, and he turns to face Black Hawk*
A: Nekkers were more intimidating.
*reaches for his potions with one hand, and uses the other to cast Axii on BH*
A: Shoot Billy.

*Hanna is in the corner of the main room hidden behind a couch*

*She can't stop thinking about her urge to eat Cal's body and gnaws oh her thumb furiously*

*Her left eye has gone black and red*

*Black Hawk's face goes blank and he shoots Billy four times in the chest*
*He snaps to and sees what he's done*
BH: What the- NO! YOU BAS- *Click click*
*Black Hawk's gun has run dry. Black Hawk pistol whips Aerin and starts trying to save his' friend's life*

*Marinalia*
Sorry... I woke you up... Sorry...
*sighs*
You rest... Il have a shower n grab us some breakfast..

I said id look after you...
*smiles weakly and heads to shower after a quick kiss on cheek*

...

*Furia bumps into Maria who asks her a big favour and ad someone less emotionaly involved heads to med bay and respectfully moves cals body to a mprgue section and covers him over*
*mutters a simple prayer in her toungue as she does and closes the steel door with a final symbolic gesture*

*Aerin grabs Black Hawk's hand and growls*
A: Might be a cripple, but I'll still kill you.
*pulls himself forward as best he can to bite BH's arm, cause his sword is still inside Billy and his legs are shot up*

*Black Hawk shouts in pain and starts beating Aerin with the butt of his pistol*
BH: YOU KILLED HIM! I'LL KILL YOU!
*Despite what he said, Billy isn't quite dead*


*Morgan nods silently and just stays in bed*

*Aerin throws a punch at BH's gut while still trying to keep his teeth in BH's arm*
*reaches for his trophy knife with his other arm, the same blade that killed Cal*

*Marinalia showers quickly and heads out and gets dressed deciding not to be a flirt as not time for it*

*just trusts Morgan and not mind as gets dressed casually and heads put to grab some food returning a while later with some lunch, drinks and a basic data slate so they have something to watch of they want*

*l
Just leaves ot up to him to sleep etc and quietly reads a book on sofa*

...

*Furia sighs and feels bad for the family as heads out med bay, worried for own *

*Milo fully falls off the bed in his room*
*somehow remains asleep*
*his dreams are plagued with visions of Marla*

*Hrorki finally begins to near the base with Irilis and Agmar*
Nearly there brother, hopefully I'll have some answers soon...
*looks contemplative*

*reactor built into armour is running on very low vut now powering the basic pain relief and life support systems*
*Agmar strengthens slightly as armour takes some of the effort but still badly wounded from his battles beyond own natural healing*

*if mk x remotely comparable detect a low power output etc tp the armour and listed systems*

...

*Marla dreams less broken but more confused remembering past events and such and feelings that seem to conflict with things*
*nor sleeping very well but seems to get impression that the something she feeling is... Rightish*

*Hrorki scans Agmar and detects the low power of his armor*
Just hold on a little longer brother, you'll be in safe hands soon enough....
*he picks up speed and practically stampedes into the main base*
*he goes looking for Marla at the medical bay to help Agmar out*

*Maria runs into med bay looking very similar to Marla as sister but with the gold rimmed eyes and golden blonde when alert sounds *

What's going on?
DR Maria... *notices height as she smallest of family at 5'4 and also not seen marines that large*
Your new... What happened? You might have to help me. Not a expert on marine physiology...

*slightly suprised as never seen a primus marine before *

*Hrorki looks down at Maria, since he's several feet taller than her*
I need some medical assistance for my brother here. He is in a self-induced coma due to injuries that he received at some point during the past few weeks. I'll do my best to instruct you on marine physiology if you need it.
*appears a bit tired and battered himself*

*Maria cannot but not notice*
You look like you took a wounds too if may say.

*starts treating the old marines wounds stopping to ask when she needs to and neatly dealing with the worst of the wounds and trying to prioritise but also not always entirely sure on exact order*

Good to see the Jarl survived. Only one of the wolves who made it here bar yourself.

*Hrorki's face drops at that last statement*
I had hoped that more of my brothers had made it here alive, but I knew that if they hadn't gotten here by now then...
*suddenly looks much older for a few seconds before shaking his head, his previous confidence returning*
Anyway, help him as best as you can, then I need to go talk to the other doctor here about getting an augmetic for my arm...
*looks at the missing limb for a moment before sighing again*

*Irilis watches the surgery with an academic interest, occasionally laughing with seeming contempt for marine physiology*

*mid laugh*

W- hehehe.. what is-

*much heartier laugh*

What is that supposed to be?

*can't stop laughing*

*Maria*
The invasion was bad... Even by impirum standards.... I'm surprised the Jarl made it.

*Turns fo farseer with a polite but cool doctors response*
Can you please not distract me.
I don't wanna be the medic that killed a marine who is 10,000 years old.

*keeps on working*
Doctor... Oh must mean my sister Marla... Yeah, its if we have a augment your size.... Your large... Even fir a marine.

*Hrorki looks down at himself*
I'm about the same size as my fellow Primaris brothers. Certainly, we're taller than many of our Chapter brothers, but we were designed to be bigger and tougher than a normal marine. Although Arjac Rockfist is still bigger than nearly all of us....
*at Irilis' comment he raises his bolt pistol and aims it squarely at her face*
One more word out of you Witch and I'll take it upon myself to see what color your brain is. I've tolerated your presence so far because of your assistance in retrieving my lost brother, but my patience and goodwill only goes so far.

*Irilis wanders off in utter hysterics*

This is the best joke I have seen in centuries!

*Maria*
We have been cut off for weeks... Plus kinda not a valuable imperial world.

Your first of the new Arastes here.. We never seen your kind before

*works for a while and gets him stable as she can which I not equal to a marines medic but vest she can as Agmar begins to stir slightly as wounds are healed enough *

*Eyes blink awake slowly glowing a faint ice blue and looks round seeing the Primus, Maria and the Farseer*

What.. Princess... Brother... Where am I...

*Irilis calls in from the main room, having gotten over her laughter*

You are in a room on a planet in the middle of nowhere, and it is really boring!

*Hrorki hurls a nearby metal tray out the door in the general direction of Irilis' voice*
You must really want me to hurt you considering how much you seem to enjoy testing my patience!
*He then turns to look at the awaking Agmar*
You have been unconscious for some time now Brother Agmar, you are at the basecamp that has apparently been set up for the Imperial survivors in this area.
*under his breath*
And annoying xenos witches...

*Yarl makes a weak laugh*
I can still hear pup.. *you can tell a space wolf age by fangs*

This place... Is not normal.
*looks and relises he one of the Marines veck said exist*
I have not seen your kind... You wear my colours yet you are something new.

Jarl Agmar... Rune priest of the old legion.. Last of my great company.
*gives a legionnaires salute from the med bed*

*shouts back to selym*
I can sense you from here ... Eldar. I am no fool.
I have seen your kind before, a farseer.of the craftworlds.

*nods graciously to Maria for healing his wounds reconising her stitch*

*Hrorki sighs*
No brother, this place is most certainly NOT normal. That much is obvious even to my young eyes.
*pauses at the last comment*
That is because my kind is only a very recent development Brother. We are the Primaris Marines of the Ultima founding. Designed by Cawl and Guilleman to be bigger and tougher than the average Marine, with the best equipment and armor that the Imperium and Mars can provide. The Great Wolf learned of your presence here only recently, and so I was sent to find you.
*is wearing the pack markings of a Blood Claw on his shoulder pad*

*Irilis pokes her head around the medbay's door, wondering how much Agmar knows*

*Agmar thinks as unsure what he thinks of this new marine yet, impressed but also trusts in the old reliable stock *

Agh. I was told Gullinan returned by a Ultramarine but not of the Primus founding.

The great wolf.. Now that is a honour for a blood claw to sent alone. It has been a long time since I set foot on Fenris... I hid my presence until I belived the Chapter was still true to the Wolf king Russ and god Emperor.

I guess the chapter has many questions.

*looks over at door*
Oh come in ya snooper. I can smell ya. Be honest. What brings you to me?

*Hrorki sighs*
I was not sent alone Brother. I was just the only one to survive planet fall.
*he shakes his head*
My own shuttle barely made it down to the surface before it crashed in the nearby forest.
*pauses*
Yes brother, you are the last living link to Russ besides Bjorn. The things that you know and the tale of your deeds are invaluable to our Chapter.

*Maria*

Il leave you Marines be with the Farseer
Seems you have alot to catch up on.

*heads out to main area*

...

*Agmar leans self up as armour servos whine alightly*
The blackness? This planet was enveloped in a black so dark not even the warp could penetrate . Darker than ablackmaned wolf.

*sighs*
My tales might make the inquisition rather unhappy...
What passes for history in this time is certainly... Creative.

I ended up this time by sorcery. Souring, chaos.
There foul magics of the betrayers legions.

By Russ I do not know why I survived. Seems the Emperor does indeed protect.

*Hrorki laughs bitterly*
Trust me Brother, the Inquisition already hates us, I doubt your tales would make our situation with them much worse than it already is.
*pauses at the mention of sorcery and he spits a single word*
Traitors......
*the way he says it makes it sound more like a curse than anything else.

*Irilis deigns not to answer why she is here; and remains silent*

*Jarl nods*
Traitors... Filth, and oath breakers. Many where swayed by the arch traitors deceptions.


.. I was recruited after the finding of Russ, I am not of the 13th. *eventually tells a small portion of his saga and the times of Russ and great crusade*

*Still weighing the new primus marines, in all there new ness*

...

*Turns to Farseer*
You have come here for more than my tales...
Your kind always have reason to there action. Often to others detriment.

*Black Hawk doubles over, then pulls out his bowie knife and stabs it towards Aerin's eye*


*Billy is slipping*


*Gharn is still waiting for Jake's response*


*Morgan sighs and sits up then goes to get dressed*


*Dria finally falls into a exhausted sleep and Iris sets her in the bed*

*Irilis replies to Agmar*

I come here not of my own volition. I assisted in your rescue out of boredom.

*Marinalia has brought over some food n such for her and Morgan lieing back reading as not sure if to disturb him too much or not. *
* dressed more normally in skirt and t shirt with legs stretched out*

*looks over concerned sighs*
I can,t imagine how horrible this is...
I'm not trapping you... I just thought you needed .. Well not to be alone right now.

I know the feeling too well..

...

*Agmar bares his fangs quite abit longer than the blood claws *
I'm 300 or older... I've seen hope rise and fall and traitors defile mankinds dream.

I think I know this.
You did not come to this place with no reason Farseer.
I will not let that reason be harm to these people.
*eyes glitter ice blue as proof he has powers also*