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La' Haedras glimps a flicker of the rupturing blast the crushes the senses of the Blood wolf. She winced at the agony that followed her as she ripped away her mind from the vision she just had. Returning to the dank jumbled corridors in which she stood, her Warlocks T’laric and Ariniae were guarding her as she perseved the innerds of this Hulk. "Another Farseer is aboard this Astral wreck, along with many others of varying species. I can't focus enough to pin point any of them in particular however our kin is nearby," La' Haedras looked up at T'laric who held out a hand to help her up from were she sat on the fragmented metal ground of this labarynth of iron. She took his hand and lifted herself up using his strenght.

Turning in a full circle she looked down the jumble of corridors surrounding her. Pointing with a gloved hand she signaled in silence the path that they must take. The two Warlocks walked down the designated path closly followed by La' Haedras herself. She paused sensing the presence of another.

Spinning quickly on the spot she threw a bolt of Psykick Lightning at the figure of a winged Daemonette, who had been spying on them from the shadows of a joining corridor. As the Blue bolt struck the Daemonette she vanished in a billowing cloud of black smoke, returning to her master and fleeing the scene. La' Haedras turned back to the pair of Warlocks. "We must be more vigilant we don't know what else might be lurking on this ship and I do not wish to be noticed just yet by every enemy force," she scolded and then continued down the corridor past her two bodyguards and they watched her walk past, her robes fluttering as she took long striding steps. T’laric and Ariniae follewed their mistress down the dark pathway gripping their power swords tighter incase of more assailants.

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Squad Wind Striker moved onwards after recieving a brief report from La' Haedras of daemonic interference aboard this ship. They moved stealthily, silently carving a path through the long winding corridors, their feet dashing fluidly over the metal flooring as they sped on with their improved Eldar speed. Turning several more corridors and rushing through a couple of open hallways the Exarch raised a hand. Wind Striker stopped as if one entity, ahead of them at a junction was a fient glow of light. They moved steadily and even more silently as they approached the junction, their Shuriken catapults raised, they flicked of the lights and disappeared into the darkness of the corridors.

Ahead several figures emerged mere silhouettes against the light of the Hulks torch lamps. The figures who ever they were bagan to move down the corridor towards the Eldar Guardian squad, who were invisible in the darkness.

(If someone else wants to roleplay this battle? I don't mind who desides to kill off my Guardian squad as long as the Guardians manage to kill a good ammount of your troops due mostly to the fact that they get a surprise attack)

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Alright everyone, all off-topic, OOC etc should now be done here.

Agreed, and since I am tired of waiting for my fellow Tau RPer to RP I will take the lead back to the light


....SoK Ninja'd me

Commander Darkblade no longer saw the images of the Fire Warriors on his XV-22s HUD. 'I really need to get off this hulk' he thought'it's starting to make me see things'. Within minutes the 3 Shas'ui he contacted were there in the dim light of the infirmary.

"You can see why I called you here" Darkblade calmly remarked
"Aye Shas'o" agreed Shas'ui Von "But what slaughtered our brethren so"
Picking up a primitive bolt shell Darkblade bitterly remarked "The Greenskins, and for these crimes we shall kill until our arms are unable to move to strike the (ooc:whats the tau term for ork?) foul beasts."
"Sir, if we do this we not only risk ourselves, but the complete annihilation of all servants of the Greater Good on this vessel" argued Shas'ui Von
"Know your place Shas'ui" snapped Commander Darkblade "If it were up to you we would all die a slow death rather than have any hope of victory or escape"
"I..." Shas'ui Von started to stammer before being coldly cutoff by Darkblade again.
"Tonight we hunt the Ork"

(By the way barring anything odd I will leave this till the next player event since this would probably be a good way to have me interact with other race's and such)

Sorry Dragoon, but its the last day of my boarding school year, and for the last few days I have been extremely busy with end of year stuff...

... haven't been able to post, and even you see that I go away for one night and miss two pages...

Shas'ui T'au Kais wrote:Sorry Dragoon, but its the last day of my boarding school year, and for the last few days I have been extremely busy with end of year stuff...

... haven't been able to post, and even you see that I go away for one night and miss two pages...

haha no problem, I had to flip you crap, and besides it could be explained as you guys fell back a little bit

Dragoon, I give you permission to take control of Kaiser's characters until such a time as he is free to roleplay.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Dragoon, I give you permission to take control of Kaiser's characters until such a time as he is free to roleplay.

Nah, it makes it more interesting to have two seperate groups with completely different thoughts, besides I would feel really goofy RPing two character interacting with eachother, moreso than interacting with NPCs

Its fine if you want to, seeing as otherwise I might not have much time...

Drag, I'm lumping his character with you whether you like it or not. Just include a few lines in each post describing what Kaiser's characters are doing... basically just have them turn up, say two words and have them tag along until Kaiser can play.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Drag, I'm lumping his character with you whether you like it or not. Just include a few lines in each post describing what Kaiser's characters are doing... basically just have them turn up, say two words and have them tag along until Kaiser can play.

Generally wouldn't mind, but I think if I do another RP(or have to RP another character) wires will start getting crossed, in otherwords you may end up with a Khorne Worshipping rogue trader Tau cleric with a god complex (3 are FRPGs the others are tabletop RPGs)

(So who ever wants to kill off some Guardians can go ahead as I'd rather not roleplay as both groups :S especially when I meet up with Lord harrab and we have lots of Eldar stuff going on ^.^)

Sister of Krieg wrote:(So who ever wants to kill off some Guardians can go ahead as I'd rather not roleplay as both groups :S especially when I meet up with Lord harrab and we have lots of Eldar stuff going on ^.^)

Mainly sitting around, turning the stands of fate into a jumper for us to wear and muttering "just as planned."

il kill the guardians in a few hours i guess

Demogorgon is making a big splash it seems...

and drat! you killd the deamon malacanthet sent...

Feris left the Grey knights praying. He walked around a corner and saw a hunched figure it was drenched in blood, shaking and wearing a guardsman uniform he was muttering words but Feris couldn’t hear him. The Marshal walked closer.

“What happened here?” Asked Feris

The guardsmen looked up but not at feris but at the wall and then clutched his head and looked back at the floor. Feris moved closer to hear what he was saying.

“Faith is my shield, Hate is my sword, For the Emperor” Muttered the Guardsmen in terror.

Feris looked at him placing his large hand on the guardsman’s back. The guardsman leapt up with his weapon.

“BACK….I...I’LL FIRE LEAVE ME ALONE I WILL KILL YOU TRAITOR!” The guardsmen yelled at Feris in terror.

“Don’t ever call me traitor guardsman or it will be the last thing you will say where did you hear those Astartes chants.”Asked the marshal in anger never has a he been seen as a traitor?

“I..I’m sorry sir I’m…I’m just scared sir. Chaos, Necrons and Orks I just want to go.” Said the guardsman bursting out in tears.

“You did not answer my question guardsman tell me NOW!” Feris said in Anger.

“I was with a Silver skulls commander in ran. I wanted to go home our lander is in a fortified hanger.” The guardsman yelled in Feris’s face.

He suddenly thought about what he done he dropped to his knees and beg for forgiveness.

“He was a good friend we fought at Armageddon together where were you last.” Said Feris

“Down the hall please forgive me mighty warrior.” Pleaded the guardsman in fear of his life.

“Your commanders will decide go now and tell them what you have done.” Said Feris in disgust The guardsman got up and ran.

Feris looked back at the grey knights behind him who had finished their chants .

“We must find Jaz the Inheritor” Said Feris as he ran down the corridor and the grey knights followed. Feris got half-way down the corridor when he head a voice in his helmet.

"This is the Black templar leader High Marshal Helbrecht
and commander of the Battle Barge 'Eternal Crusader' we have picked up your signal Marshal Feris we are here for you brother 1000 strong we have sent help." Said High Marshal Helbrecht.

"I thank you My lord." Replied Feris in relief.

"Thank you for your help Grey knight but i must meet my brothers." said Feris to the grey knights.

Feris turned around and ran to the hanger. He met no trouble on the way he was welcomed in the hanger the the chant 'No Pity! No Remorse! No Fear!'

The chapter had sent:
40 Initiates with close combat weapons and bolter pistols
10 Sword Brethren members with Lightning Claw
Dreadnought Niris the last Castellan with two close combat arms and heavy flamers

(who has been deposited in the inquisitors tent all mutilated)

Changed my last post abit

The snow and ice pelted his skin as he stared out into the void. The banshee howls in his ears almost deadened the wind,
or was it the wind.

He frowned and glanced around him.

No Banshees but some other of the fey folk slinked away behind a rock outcropping.

After what felt like thousands of years he wished they would leave him alone.

His Hand tightened on the haft of the Rune Staff as he re-focussed his attention out on the storm brewing over the Fang.

Again the Banshees howl pierced his concentration, but this time he felt the web of the Runes start to dance in the snow
flakes, aligning, orbiting spelling their message from The Old ones.

His blood quickened as he read the futures,
as he felt the powers in his blood surge to get free he started tracing the runes from the sky into the stone tablet at his feet.


It was time.


It was time to restart the Hunt.

hey darkvoid! when is the character roster gonna be updated?

ineptus astartes how many troops do you have????

about 300 night lords (150 tactical marines 50 raptors 50 havoks 30 termies and 10 dreads (along with a in construction warlord titan and about 500 spawn shocktroops hundreds of servitors and hundreds of serfs

10 dreads?!?!?!?!

Alright darko, i am withdrawing for this RP for good.
Just delete Azraels char sheet and pretend that i never posted that sheet.

ineptus astartes wrote:what about spawn and CSMs?

according to the short story 'the core' the night lords keep all that can be saved by sutch an operation into dreadnoughts or stasis feilds awaiting dreads

What weapons are they armed with? Any special ones?

Darko, can you please update the character sheets?

Player: Scrazza
Character name: Kyel Charkos
Character age: 33
Character race: Human (from the planet Ousia)
Character profession: Guardsman, Company Commander, Captain
Character personality: Fierce, tries to take care of his company , medium faith in the Emperor.
Character appearance: (See picture) though, heavily scared, bionic left hand.
Character height: 6ft 4
Character equipment: Lasgun, Laspistol, Frag grenades, Short-sword ( = bayonet), Bionic left hand
Character bio/background story: Hailing from the swamp world Ousia, Charkos is like all Ousian men, raised in the swamps and the bayous, between dangerous animals. He used to hunt for Gator with his father before he grew tired of the monotonous life, and left for a life within the Ousian Guard, a regiment specialized for warfare in bayous areas. He joined at the age of 21, so has a lot of experience. He survived long enough to become Lieutenant. On board of a space hulk, h lost his left hand due to a malfunctioning plasma pistol, and has a bionic left hand as a replacement. For great merit, and leading an effective counterattack against orks, he got promoted to Captian of 1st company of the 21st Ousian Riverine.

Charkos' command squad.

Corporal Robin
Though, big and mean, he saved Charkos' live, and has earned his trust to serve him as a bodyguard. He is armed with a powersword and a laspistol.

Techpriest Martelius.
Large and mechanic. He has various mechanic gizmos and whatnots. Got attached to this Ousian Company as main techincian. Charkos is in charge of his safety.

Vox Trooper Mirdin
Has been in service of Charkos for he past two years, and has proven his skills with the vox. He is armed with a standard vox caster, a lasgun and a machette.

Field Medic Tolin
Joined 1st company after treating Charkos' wounds onboard the space hulk. He is armed with a laspistol, machette, surgical satchel attached on his utility belt. A backpack full of medical items.

Cadet Comissar Holt Heyliger.
Attached to 1st Company during the actions on the space hulk. Due to a shortage of fitting Comissars, Cadet Heyliger gladly took the commission to join 1st company. He has a lot to prove, both to the comissariat and the Ousians.

Platoon comanders

1st Lieutenant Blach
Got promoted from Sergeant to 1st lieutenant on the space hulk to fill in vacated commanding places. He has proven his worth countless times. He is armed with a lasgun, laspistol, machette and frag grenades.He is in command of 1st platoon

Lieutenant Pulver
Just like Blach, he got promoted to 2nd lieutenant on the space hulk. He is a trusted friend of charkos. His armed with a mechanic right arm, a lasgun, laspistol, frag grenades and a machette.In command of 2nd platoon

Sergeant Mohane
He is in command of 3d platoon, the smallest platoon in the company. 3rd platoon only numbers 18 men, so Charkos had seen it fit to get trooper Mohane, who had some great tactic insight, promoted to sergeant and lead this depleted platoon.

Lieutenant Garl
He is momentarily in the field hospital, but with the aid of the hospitalliers and Martellius, Garl should be able to fight in a weeks time. Garl is armed witha lasgun, Machette, and Frag grenades. Garl has a mechanic righ leg, and right arm. His right shoulder is mechanical. Garl is the commander of 4th platoon

Sergeant Jethro.
A young sergeant, he showed great command talent, and he temporarily leads 4th platoon until Garl gets back. Jethro always tries to get the job done the fastest.

Lieutenant Viggo
Promoted to 1st company's 5th platoon commander after he impressed Charkos on the space hulk with his tactic insight. He is armed with lasgun, Krak grenades, Machette and a meltabomb

due lack of other fitting commanding officers, sixth platoon is led by Charkos himself.

assault cannons (scavenged) lascannons, missil launchers, autocannons, powerfists, heavy flamers, multi-meltas, the works.

Orcus advanced through the murk of the tomb sanguinis, the terrorseer chanting, finding his targets, and leading the Night Lords to them. As the traitor astartes marched trough the murk, the five marines homed in on one target an eldar scouting group. Orcus was a bear of a man. Massive wings aborned the side of his helmet, and the skull of a black templar castellan hung on a chain at his neck, the massive chainsword in his hand, ‘howling death’ was in his right hand, while in his left, he clutched a storm shield. While he crushed debris underfoot the combat squad was advancing in a line through the fog, preparing to kill.



Soon enough, the squad appeared at their destination, and changed their approach. They mag-locked their boots to the walls and ceiling and crawled along them. The eldar beneath never knew what hit them. Orcus was the first into combat. His mag-locks deactivating and executing a flip as he fell, using the Howling Death to shear off an eldar’s head. The next ones died when the night lords on the ceiling opened fire, and splattered three more across the landscape. The last one however flipped up its shiurukin catapult, and sent a hail of darts toward Orcus. The night lord batted them away with his storm shield and slammed the revving chainsword into the eldar’s side.



The xeno dropped to the deck, coughing. Orcus kicked its faceplate and the casing shattered. Underneath was an eldar female. Looking only out of her teens in human years, but probably at least two hundred years old in eldar terms. Grinning savagely, the night lord gathered the spiritstones of those that had fallen, and arranged them in a pile. Drawing his plasma pistol he leveled it at the pile. “No!” screamed the eldar. “don’t!” Orcus smirked. “Why not?” he snarled The eldar sobbed. “Please! You cannot!” I will do anything!” At this, Orcus let a feral grin creep onto his hidden face. “Then here is what you will do…you will come with us, without a fuss.” When another marine had put the stones in a sack, they marched back to the ship







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“Are you prepared brothers?” asked demogorgon. The terminator nearest him answered. “We are in midnight clad.”
At this Demogorgon allowed a genuine warm smile onto his face. His soldiers were the living embodiment of terror incarnate. They were feared across the galaxy, and rightly so. the mere mention of the night lords could send people swarming off of a planet. These men were also his brothers. And they would die for one another if it came to that. For all the night lords did in viciousness and cruelty to others, they had their own twisted code of honour amongst the legion.



Demogorgon himself had been one of the captains who had believed in the false emperor, until the ‘heresy’ when his gene father Konrad Kurz had given the legion true freedom, only to be stuck down by the hated one: M’shen.even though Kruze had vindicated himself, Talos Soul Hunter had made himself a hero by bringing the hated one to justice.



Demogorgon replied to the termintor. “Ave Dominus Nox”



As the night lords marched for a small ork encampment, a newly recovered item of massive worth, a nondescript chaos star hung about the terminator lord’s neck…

Grey Knight Paladin Samuel Galgotha ran out of the shuttle, his Paladin squad following him. They had to find their target and kill him..

btw sam this is posted in long posts like a page long on word each at least.