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"Explain your presense here brother" growled Nicako

"I've been stuck here for a few months. My Sanguinary Guard brothers were all killed by the heretics, and I was the only survivor. Anything else Brother?" The Blood Angel said.

"May I have your consent to probe your mind?"

"I can't trust your word alone"

"Do what you want, Brother," he said with obvious hate, "You Daemonhunters never trust anyone."

"With good reason" stated Nicako.

several minutes of mind probing...

*thought communication

I sense a great rage within you. you blame yourself for your brother's deaths, but this is not the source of the rage. tell me, what is? it is hidden from my sight

I hear voices in my head, urging me on, but I do not know who these voices are. They just talk, guiding me. When I was a child, I was called The Chosen One. And, I let my Brothers scout ahead, and they were killed. Of course the Heretics came after me, but they were killed by my familiar. If it was me who scouted ahead, they would have lived, and I would have died. But the voices told me not to, almost forced me not too.

Nicako levels his psycannon at the Blood Angel

"You are now my prisoner. You are possably tainted"

"There are ways of making sure you are clean, but they are painful and ardous"

"Choose the Path of Cleansing or the Emperor's Peace, Now!"

BattleBrother wrote:Aw, Are you sure?

Yeah, this is not my thing. I'm used to a different kind of roleplay. More elaborate action, dialogue, character development and enemies that are not cannon fodder or cowards. And no DM-PC.

"And why do you think that?"

"I am not tainted by Chaos, you may check, if you like, but I swear on Sanguinius, I am not."

I'm out. This is going way to fast.

Aw, alright.

BattleBrother wrote:I hear voices in my head, urging me on, but I do not know who these voices are. They just talk, guiding me. When I was a child, I was called The Chosen One. And, I let my Brothers scout ahead, and they were killed. Of course the Heretics came after me, but they were killed by my familiar. If it was me who scouted ahead, they would have lived, and I would have died. But the voices told me not to, almost forced me not too.

If this ever happened the marine would definately kill himself, especially one as high ranked as a Sanguinary Gaurd. let's leave the surprises to the GM

Alright. Yep, I agree.

OOC: yeah, and no marine would be stupid enough to admit such a thing to a GK.

(I personally like more long post, RPs, we should try to make character development)

Ya, okay, who will start it off?

Well we basically have three things happening. I'm guarding the cave so can use help there. Socializing at the camp. Or somebody can scout the road/woods.

The group talked about the plans about entering the fortress. They were deciding on if stealth was necissary or not. Prometheus was not incline to this idea, neither was Nicako, but the rest of the group was, so they decided that was the way to go until their stealth was up. Now the group is trying to decide if they should scout the area first or go straight for the fortress.

"Scouting would be the prudent course of action. We don't know if the enemy is alerted to our presense or not" Nicako stated.

Theo nodded his head in agreement. He looked at the rest and spoke, "We have as much time as we need, so think about this brothers, we are not trying to rush in and get ourselves killed. So choose your vote carefully."

"I vote for the scouting mission. We don't know what we are walking into" said Nicako.

"Yes, same here, let's scout." Prometheus said.

"Any objections?" Prometheus asked, waiting for a comment.

"Seeing as there is none, it is approved"

"We need volunteers for the scouting party. I can't go, my armor is ill suited to that task" stated Nicako.

"I shall remain here as back up in case you need me. "Here is a Teliport homer. Activate it and I can be Teliported directly to your location. Just make sure its an open area, I haven't fought unspeakable horrors for 348 years to die fused to a rock"

"Alright, I'm going. Anybody else like to come?," Prometheus said, seeing nobody answered.

"Alright, now you have two choices. One, you can come with me. Or, too, you can stay here and get killed by the many horrors that are here. Your choice." Prometheus said, waiting for his comrades to answer.

Seeing that none of the squad answered, Prometheus trudged off into the woods alone.

Anybody want to continue on the story?

this is the problem with short post RPs. they die quickly.