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I once again am going to try organizing a fairly successful role-playing session.

I however need a core of people that can dedicate to the thread.

Yes. as the title reads we are going to Space Wolves.

"A Wolf Priest must lead a pack of Space Wolves into a Word Bearer's stronghold to rescue the daughter of a planetary governor. The "king" of Britanica a Feudal World in the Halo Stars"

Who is brave enough to storm the lair of the Traitors with me!?

You know i'm in if wer get to be the wolves of russ!

Awesome. Let's get this thread noticed.

I'll play. FORWARD LIKE THE WOLVES OF FENRIS MY BROTHERS!

Arrrrrrrr there will be mead I assume? If so count me in

I may be a DA player at heart, but for this ShadowBrand I will join the sons of Russ! Ale all round!

I think that's what Space Wolves say, right?

Lets kick some heretic a$$! For Russ! *Throws stick*



//replace above Ork with Word Bearer//

-edit: If you should need any help running this RP, just gimme a shout. I've run/participated in many RPs before.

I do so love that picture.


Also, I call dibs on an Iron priest.

Little lord Fauntleroy wrote:I do so love that picture.


Also, I call dibs on an Iron priest.

Feel free.

Lightning-puppy is shotgun'd by me ohhhyeahhhh. *ahem* I claim the role of Rune Priest.

This seems interesting count me in that is as long as I can be a headstrong blood claw depserate to prove his worth to his older more experienced brethren(to be honest I think thats the only kind of blood claw) Oh and can I have a fenrisian wolf as a pet please!

Maaaybe...

I may be being presumptous, but whatever, I'll draft up the Iron Priest now:

Name: Thengar Ironwolf
Unit type: Iron priest.
Equipment: 2 Cyberwolves, heavily augmented Mk 3 armour incorporating Servo arm, Grenades (all flavours), Frost blade, Bolter (Uses it in one hand true grit style)
Height : Around 8ft.
Notes: Very quiet for a Space Wolf, spends most of his time in the armoury tending to the chapters war engines. Pragmatic in the extreme, and tends to distrust Blood Claws and their ilk for their unpredictability. No one except the Great Wolf, Ulrik the Slayer, and some Dreadnaughts has seen him without his helmet on, and they remain silent about it. Has a very rasp, metallic voice.

Looking good, Faunt.

I'll post my draft tomorrow then.

Here's mine, I hope it is O.K
Name: Alric Crowslayer
Unit type: Wolf Guard
Equipment: Runic Armour, Wolf Claw, Storm Bolter, Frag/Krak Grenades, Storm Shield (Carried on back see notes), Loki (Fenrisian Wolf)
Height : Around 7ft.
Notes: As a Grey hunter his entire pack was killed by a trygon on Mundaa 5, he felt the call of the wolf try to take him, but fought it off and jumped down the hole the trygon had left. Chasing the beast for hours through the tunnel he finally found it and went to work; putting all his ammunition into the beast's hide, chitin falling for every bolt the struck. Once out of ammo he swung his chainsword into the trygon's neck, decapitating it in a single blow.
He then returned to his wolf lord and presented him with the head, the wolf lord had the beasts head crest tuned into a stom shield; and made him one of his personal wold guard.

I've never done a RP before, I'll give it a try

I'm glad to see this has been given some attention.

We have a nice hand full of players. About enough for a pack.

I will start this shortly. I need to get some creative thinking done.

The Land Raider Redeemer smashed through rubble and poorly built barb wire fences and tank traps. The Ancient tank's treads tore apart these puny defenses.

Shadowbrand looked at himself and snarled at his reflection. His graying blond hair falls in his face he slowly pulls it away. He looked at his helmet a trophy from the War for Armageddon a World Eaters helmet two unnatural horns formed at the sides of the helmet.

He put the helmet on and two big yellow eyes open as he looks around for his frost axe. As he finds the wicked blade hanging upon the wall he grabs it by the handle and holds it with both hands.

He left his room and walked over to where he could see his friend Alric and put his giant hand over his shoulder. "Is the pack ready? the Iron Priest says the traitor base is near."

'Aye Brother the pack is ready, we need only your word to begin.' said Crowslayer in a low gutteral growl. He flexed his Wolf Claw in antisiplation and Loki sniffed the air and let out a growl in agreement.

The great inferno cannons fired, covering the Traitors in flame, the assualt cannon roared with a hail of bullets the door's open ajar. The first one to charge out wildly is Shadowbrand the Firewolf himself.

The Fenrisian warlord howled as he brought down his axe into one of the traitors. Bolters and shouts are all that can be heard in the fray.

Oh my, seems like I forgot to put in a character. Well here goes notting:

Name : Varg Wolfmane
Unit type : Wolf Scout
Equipment: Carapace armor, sniper rifle, battle axe, frag grenades, wolf hound named Utgard, bolt pistol.
Notes : Known for his marksmanship and his sense of duty. He began his service to his lord after loosing his entire squad in operations against a Khornate cult on Stygia IX. Revenged his fallen brothers by clamming the head of the cult leader after a brutal hand to hand combat.

OOC.

Ok a wolf scout? Introduce him to the others when we get into the Word Bearer base. So it's like he sneaked in undetected.

Will do.

Varg crept along the ridge overlooking the traitor base, he moved like the animal he was named after, unseen and unnoticed by the traitor guards. with the patience of a hunter he closed the distance between him an the nearest traitor. He crept up to the foul traitors and with a swift blow of the axe ended the beings life

Alric watched as Shadowbrand leapt into the fray. As he jumped out of the Redeemer and ripped a traitor's arm off with a swipe of his wolf claw; Loki finished the scum off with a brutal bite; the wolf looked up but his master was already off shooting his storm bolter and tearing limbs every which way. Alric Howled in savage glee and Loki returned the howl, and dashed off to his master.

As the main assault began, Varg crept into the base, he had killed of traitor guardsmen and other foul things along his way.
he climbed on top of a abandoned bunker and took aim with his sniper rifle. Not long after the air was filled with the crack of high powered rounds speeding towards their targets, and the thuds of impacts. The reaping had begun and he was enjoying it.

I'm sorry guys but something has come up and I won't be able to keep up with this. No harm done really since I haven't put forth a character yet but I think you guys still have enough to keep going. Maybe next time :/

OOC.

We understand this is actually better then going out of it halfway into it!

No offense, Shadowbrand, but I have to say I don't see this page making it past the page 6 death line - a common ending area for many a RP.

I was expecting something along these lines, if I say so myself: http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/list/304483.page

But unfortunately that RP got abandoned. Such a shame, we hadn't got to the Eldar pirate planetstrike yet. But if anyone wants to gravedig that thread with me..

Anyway, my character:


Character name: Ralkar The Daemonbane
Character age: 297
Character profession: Rune Priest, 'Master of Runes', of the Space Wolves
Character personality: Calm, experienced, cool-headed, and enjoys a good scrap like any good Space Wolf! Likes to show off sometimes (don't they all?! ), however he is deadly serious when it comes to the lives of his brothers.
Character appearance: Strongly built, has close-cropped grey hair and a short beard.
Character height: Reasonably tall at 9ft 4
Character equipment: Runic Axe, Frag and Krak grenades (2 of each), Runic armour, Boltgun, Wolfpelt cloak, Wolf tail talisman, Wolftooth necklace, Sagas, Combat blade, Icetooth his Fenrisian Wolf.
Character bio/background story: At age 14, when his tribe was attacked, Ralkar, who not only proved himself with blade and fist, discovered his latent psychic abilities - utterly destroying his enemies. However, this power almost destroyed him, so it was fortunate that the battle was being watched by a Rune Priest, named Darroth, and the Wolf Priest Jkolmar. Ralkar fell unconscious as a result of his psychic overload, but when he next awoke, he was in the Fang, home of the Sky Warriors. He fought well as a Blood Claw, honing his skill in the fury of melee. He received additional tutalege from Darroth the Rune Priest, and he swiftly rose to the rank of Grey Hunter. It was not long after his promotion that he found himself fighting against the Traitorous Word Bearers, in a battle where he witnessed Darroth struck down by a foul Sorceror of the Dark Gods. He leapt to avenge his tutor and friend, however he could not defeat this ancient and corrupted magick-wielder with his humble blade alone. Sweeping up Wolf's Call, Darroth's masterfuly-crafted Runic Axe that dated back to the earliest days of the chapter, he dealt the Sorceror a blow to the chest and chanelled all his psychic strength through the weapon. The Sorceror was utterly annihilated by this psychic assault, but with his last words, promised that there would be a reckoning between them. He never saw the Sorceror again, but eagerly searches out confrontations with the Word Bearers so that he may banish the foul Sorceror once again. With his tutor dead, and suposedly avenged, Ralkar left the ranks Grey Hunters and studied with other Rune Priests, honing his power alongside his martial prowess. After centuries of dedication to the Allfather, Russ and his brothers, Ralkar continues to fight on harder than ever - for the Wolftime draws near.

From within the Redeemer, Thengar calmly directed the efforts of the mighty tanks guns, dousing a band of traitors in a gout of cleansing flame. Inclining his head to the left slightly, momentary surprise took hold as he saw a frenzied traitor armed with a power fist charging towards the tank. The moment passed as the Word Bearer was riddled with shots from a Storm bolter and dropped unceremoniously into the mud.
Eventually, the last of the traitors fell back, and the roar of the guns died away. The Wolf guard assembled in a huddle as the front ramp of the tank descended, and Iron priest Thengar stalked down, accompanied by his two Cyberwolves. Behind him was another shadowy figure: this then was Rune priest Ralkar, the "Daemonbane", attatched to the loose pack for this missio. The gathered warriors looked expectantly at the Wolf lord to speak...

There's a Wolf Lord?!

I think it's Shadowbrand, though on further inspection he might be the Wolf priest. I'll keep it as Lord until he turns up again.