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Solomon is from the Warmachine line. Something-or-other Midwinter- he's from the red Khador faction. My cousin and I decided to veer away from pure GW minis ( HERESY!!! ) and use what we thought looked cool, as long as A) You can still pull a WYSIWYG without getting burned and B) they don't look like giants or dwarves next to the rest of the gang. Aside from Talia (if she stood up straight, she'd be a huge ) the rest of the gang is relatively 28mm. Check out the WM line, they have really good Inq-esque figures, on the Blue Cygnar side, Khador, and the uh... undead guys. I don't remember their names.

Yea, after reading the rest of the I-Munda blogs, the stuff they have out is fantastic. I'm using standard Necro rules, plus things I gleaned from Migs' and Xan's blogs. Xan had a whole campaign book written out, which was impressive. You might give him a ring. Migs had new Inq-based gear, as well as standard Inq retinue building rules- 1500 cred start, around 6 guys, Inq Leaders start w/ 3 wounds and 3 skill/stat upgrades, if I remember correctly. And 2 gangers start as Agents, and have 2 free skill/stat upgrades to split between them or use 2 on one guy.

Hmm... haven't gone too deeply into that aspect yet though, to be truthful. Once we get to the nitty gritty, if we come up with anything good, I'll let you know!

The fluff and modelling is brilliant, Im really looking forward to the next installment!

Hey guys,

Wow... turn my head for a second and this happens... awesome... and I didn't even have to do anything yet...

Just wanted to introduce myself as part of this... madness... and thank everyone for stopping by.

“The warrior who acts out of honor cannot fail. His duty is honor itself. Even his death – if it is honorable – is a reward and can be no failure, for it has come through duty. Seek honor as you act, therefore, and you will know no fear.”
-From the 183rd Ritual of Devotion

I am Inquisitor Leon Bertram.

I represent a more Puritan stock of the Inquisition, member of Ordo Malleus, following Amalanthianism (yes, I had to look that up)...Therefore I hunt daemons and chaos primarily and believe in order and "getting along" with each other.

Currently I employ 4 operatives:
Cadian Imperial Guard Veteran ?* (no name yet)... his backstory will be revealed through my fluff. Essentially he is my oldest and truest companion, supporting me even before I was part of the Inquisition. He acts as my Heavy, covering my every move as I work the enemy from up close.

The twins, Aria and Elia (still working on names, bear with me). Aria was born a psychic blank, an Untouchable. Older of the two, she acts as my sniper and hunts down dangerous psykers. Elia, her younger sister, is a psyker. Naturally repulsed by her sister's blank nature, she reminds herself every day that she has no truer ally.

Engiseer - Again, no name for her as of yet, but she will be more revealed with fluff. Young and eager to prove herself, convinced me that she should join my party due to... overlapping interests.

Yes, my team is also female heavy. With the lack of "attractive" female figures in the GW line, I was starved by painting only testosterone driven tanks and rambo-esque men.... (not that this is a bad thing... everything oozes bad ass in the GW line, but isn't there more to life than biceps and big guns?).

Anyway!

This is what I have for now. I'll get my fluff out as soon as possible, just can't guarantee the quality of esteemed colleague.

Welcome Z!! You like what I did with the place??? Aha ha ha ha ha... don't worry. I'm sure your writing will be up to snuff as well. You helped form the seedling imagery for the ][ Men in the first place, remember?

...totally didn't know your Engiseer was a "she". Hmm... guess we'll have to take pictures of everything this Saturday!

Great Fluff HF, I liked the fuff but the professor model, I don't like it (not because its non GW) but becase it goes against what I think of as a professor, somebody standing tall, not hunced down, but hey he's a psyker and looks good as if he is fireing a blast from his staff.

@ zakennaya123, I can't wait to see how your inquisitor turns out and his people.

I love these kind of blogs they have so much flavour to them!

Cant wait to see some paint on these. Looking awesome

Thanks Agro and Chrono! Stay tuned. Z is closer than I am to painting, methinks. I'll let you know all after this weekend's hobby meeting..

@Agro-Originally, I wanted to shave the model bald and make him... y'know... more like that certain Professor. But I think his original name "Dirty Solomon" or "Solomon the Eye" fits the model better without any of the filing/clipping work done on him. Thanks for the feedback though! Appreciate it all!

yes. I see what you mean there. Its your models, so make them look how you like!

@ Izanagi: Yeah if you do use any of your own rules i would appreciate any kind of breakdown of them. The more ideas dakka gets flowing the better atm! Also, its a handy place to store them!

Have you got a link to Xans blog??

@zakennaya: Sounds interesting! Will be looking forward to models and fluff Already liking the twins, such a great narrative hook between them. Born with a bond, yet repulsed by one anothers very nature, genius!!

Very cool team, so far. And superb fluff. I look forward to reading more (and reading/seeing what the rest of the players are working on). Maybe I'll finally work up some proper fluff of my own.

PS: love the nod to warhammer fantasy battles.

Holy cow! 1090 hits... and I just posted hitting 600 yesterday... simply amazing! Thanks everyone for stopping by! And for those of you stopping by multiple times, if we were a store, you would have bought something already!

Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!

@Vitruvian - http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/list/218690.page That's the link to Xan's =I=Munda blog. Some of his teammates have friggin' sweet Kroot!

If I find anything else- I'll let you know- I've seen a few other I-Munda blogs with rules. People have different sets, but I might be heading in Migs' way- his is the most basic/broad (aka, leaves the most open to interpretation). I also know off the top of my head that we're going to use the Witchhunter Codex, and look through the GW big-mini (54mm??) Inquisitor books for ideas- we still need rules on Psyker powers (Wyrds in Necro were cool, but not exactly what we need), Daemonhosts stat lines and play rules, new weaponry if and when we think of it, and how we're going to choose our stats- do we stick with a particular gang-build- aka Delaque w/ focus on Stealth and Shooting? Or any table we want, because we're Inquisitors, and we don't need no stinkin' badges?

Thanks all for the support and comments, and for you ninjas/lurkers out there... come out, come out... wherever you are...

Those bases are pretty extreme

Cheers for the link Inazagi!

You might want to consider Dark Millenium (the 40k Roleplay game) for lots of cool ideas and maybe some rules for tech/ pyschic powers. I dunno how easy it would be to convert the d10 system to one based on 40k but its great for fluff at least. Just some food for thought.

Also, you're welcome!

@Silver- EXTREME!!! Thanks for stopping by!

@Vitruvian- No problem! Those guys that Xan is with have some serious talent for this stuff. It's inspiring! And definitely, we're starting with the old Inquisitor rulebook to see what we can gleam, but we're looking for anything we can get our grubby meathooks into!

The Parting Gift

Three days had already passed on their transport to the next location, yet Darius still smarted from the newest set of orders they recieved. It was strange, in that the data packet did not include a target photo and information, only a set of coordinates that had already linked itself into the ship's AI navigation. What was even more peculiar was that the data was more akin to a virus- locking the manual controls and darkening the control panels. The ship was effectively stuck in their plotted course, and should any pursuers or raiders attempt to take their ship, they would have no options for defense nor escape.

The communique had come suddenly, soon after the Claw had broken orbit from Urdesh. While Darius' team had escaped detection and identification by the planet's defense forces, their ship had no Astropath to assist with warp travel. The ship was swift, but definitely not meant for deep-space travel. If they were required to travel to another segment of the known universe, it might have taken months to arrive at the destination. The inquisitor's point of contention had two facets- the first and foremost was his supposed "exclusive" relationship with Inquisitor Falk. As team leader, he was to be the voice of the operation- the team answered to him, and he answered in turn to their mastermind. But that was ended the moment the new orders came. A less important matter, if not for his pride should come first, would be the cryptic nature of the message- coordinates, and an appointment time.

"If he wanted clockwork machines, he might have wanted to purchase combat servitors instead..." Darius mumbled to no one in particular.

Their newest member, and unlicensed psyker and outcast intellectual by the name of Solomon chimed in, "Throne, bo-Veran. I thought you said that Inquisitors answer to no one! BWAH HA HA HA HAHA!!" Solomon's howling laughter could be heard throughout the length of the sleek cruiser. Darius half-considered taking skewering the man to his seat with his spear.

"I jest, Inquisitor. You should lighten up. You don't want to end up looking like me- when I was your age, I was so uptight, I could turn plascrete to dust, my arse was so uptight... HA HAHA HA...." the balding old man continued "Ah, but I ask- what is it that disturbs you so, young master? I haven't seen that dark a look on your face since you were considering me for part of the bodycount we left planetside." Solomon's lined smile lessened slightly, another serious side of the man Darius had come to know in their time on the ship.

Despite his previous thoughts, Darius and the rest of the crew had found Solomon to be amiable. The old man had made good on Darius' mental threats. Around his female agents, he reverted to his iterator manner, speaking like a kindly old gentleman- no sign of the lecherous pervert he had previously displayed. Despite his occasional slips into calling his named-leader "boy", he acted like a carefree old man around Darius, and was full of stories and at times, valuable insight.

"This current venture worries me." Darius said as he spun the cockpit seat around to face his companion.

"Aye, sir. What of it exactly? I haven't been with you long enough to know." the Professor said, solemnly. "Between us, well, not really between us, the whole crew feels your mood, sir. I'm not stupid enough to probe the ladies' thoughts. But if those two cats haven't been at each other's throats, which is how I imagine that fiery young lass and that colder blue devil..."

"That colder blue devil and the fiery lass have better ears than you think, Professor." Talia said, swinging down from the rafters and hanging by her prehensile tail like the old Terran myth of a Vampyr. "But we have to agree, Inquisitor. Your anxiety becomes ours. And, forgive me for speaking out of turn, but we deserve to know what is coming."

Darius leaned forward and steepled his hands before his face. "That's the point. I don't know. This is my first encounter with this... protocol. Since coming into our possession, this ship has never locked up on us, and the AI has never gone silent." Darius said as he looked up towards his team. Talia swung down, and behind her came Agent 23, Lara.

23's hands were wrapped in brown-stained medical bandages. Two days earlier, the Professor, Darius, and Talia, had helped do surgery on her hands to implant auto-sanitizing shutters between her knuckles. These were created from modifying simple metal components off of spare parts found within the ship. In effect, they were a crude measure to reduce bloodloss when she used her claws to fight. Despite what should have been agonizing pain due to their almost-primitive methods -Talia's steady hands to cut and insert components, Darius' vision to cauterize the wounds, and the Professor to monitor the operation and provide support: Agent 23 seemed not to notice the painful changes.

"It feels like a trap." 23 interrupted. "We're flying in the dark, being towed to a place where we have no information, and we're no longer in control... isn't that right, Captain?" The crew turned back to acknowledge her, but returned their gaze to Darius.

"Exactly, 23. Something doesn't seem 'right' about all of this, but we can't help ourselves." Darius answered with a nod, speaking to his crew, but his eyes drifted off as he considered their current state.

"Darius is right." Talia said. Darius noted that this was the first time his agent had ever called him by his first name, as well as the first time she had walked freely around ship without her mask and scarf. "During my time as Falk's guard, he was always forthcoming about information- You could say his meticulousness was almost part of his personality. My targets, their habits, their schedules. This is the first time he's ever sent me...us blind- although, I'm almost certain this is not a trap- a strike force waiting to apprehend and execute us to further his reputation in the Inquisition." she explained. "Doing all of this? He has considerable resources, but he would have been more efficient to take on a week-long tour to purge our sector and come back with heads, instead of trying to protect a group of specific individuals, then hiring before obliterating them."

Darius nodded. "Agent Wagner speaks true. He gave me everything I needed to know, even before I agreed to his proposal."

"And if our young captain was honest, he'd add that Talia is quite the beauty under the mask, and would like to thank her for opening up to him and his teammates! Bwah har har har!!" Solomon said, his cheery voice cutting into the melancholy, "And get this!" nudging Agent 23 playfully, "I didn't even have to read his mind to know that! It's all in his eyes, ladies! Hooo hoo!"

Agent 23, closed her eyes and shook her head in resignation, mirrored by Darius, who coughed and replied, "Erm... Talia. Good to see you being more casual with our crew.."

"Is it just me, or is our fearless, blazing-laser-eyed captain going a shade red?" 23 commented, "Feth, I don't know- in space, my vision and senses are not as good, but I don't know, I might just throw that in there." she continued to jab with a smile.

"Aye, Lara. I do believe Talia's normally blue tint has gone a bit purple as well! Ahar har har!" Solomon said.

Talia turned on her heel and strode out... silencing the playful jests in the cockpit. She stopped at the bulkhead entry. "Looking the way I do, I can't jest about something like that. It sounds like ridicule to me... Just let me know when we're there."

Silence loomed in the cockpit, the light energy gone and replaced with emptiness. Darius stood and followed Talia, followed by the other two agents. "It wasn't an insult. We've never seen you without your armor, Talia. Even without this fool saying anything," jerking a thumb back at Solomon, " I'd have no choice but to agree- I am stunned by the woman I see before me."

"Agent Wagner, if I may say, we're all freaks here - it seems to me that you're most normal of all of us- even compared with Captain Tight-Arse here." Solomon grinned widely, "I can't relieve myself without having to concentrate on NOT sending 'it' all over my clothes with a thought... aha ha ha ha ha!"

"Hell, I don't want to really want to be close to else so much as gut them... present company excluded... but I don't know anything else, Talia." Agent 23 said gruffly, "But the minute I stop thinking, these things in my hands and shins could cause a world of hurt for myself and whoever I happen to be with." she continued with a quick shot and return of her claws.

Talia had stopped, her back turned to the crew. "Thank you, all. This is all new to me. But thank you for your compliments." she said softly.

"Er, shouldn't we do something... group hug, perhaps? Eh? Ey??" Solomon said, again destroying the moment. A simultaneous groan escaped the rest of the team as they left Solomon by himself in the hold.

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The coordinates were not a planet, as it turned out. It had been a derlict transport deemed clean- the only signs of life were minor, indicating one or at most, two humanoids aboard.

"Alright. We're here." Darius said, "Stay together. Talia, 23, scout ahead. Professor, link us up and put out your own feelers. The moment you feel something wrong, send it to us. I'll cover the rear before moving up to meet you." Solomon's eyes rolled up to show white, as he began the meld to keep them all in contact. The two agents swiftly darted ahead, 23 slinking about and using all available cover, while Talia snaked through the open grate ducts above the passageway.

"Inquisitor, this transport is dead. I smell perfume... and sweat, up ahead." 23 toned in.

"I have a visual from here... it's Inquisitor Falk" Talia confirmed.

"Understood. See you there." Darius responded in thought. He sheathed his spear on his back and jogged towards his agents' current location with the Professor in tow.

"No need to hide, all of you." Falk said, his low voice echoing off the walls. "I can feel you all. A shame that we are missing the pyro."

The team walked into view, Darius in the lead and his agents landing on either side. Solomon stood slightly behind and to one side, leaning on his staff. "Milord Falk. We've come."

"I can see that, young Inquisitor. This is quite the team you've assembled. I trust they've served you well?" Falk asked, turning his head to get a look at the assembled mutants. "I apologize for this abrupt and awkward meeting. However, please believe, this utmost secrecy was required."

"This is the guy who's gonna make everything disappear?" 23 said as she looked the Inquisitor up and down. "Not impressed.", she smirked as she took a step forward.

Darius immediately threw a hand out. "No. He's part of the Order. And he's also different... like Solomon."

Solomon looked to Darius' back, "I... I'm not getting anything, sir. He's not." he said with uncertainty.

The team looked back at Solomon then back at Falk. "Explain." Darius said tersely. "He spoke to me as you do, with his mind."

With that, Falk began a slow, rumbling laugh. "I'm afraid he's right, boy. You don't mind if I call you 'boy', do you?" Falk mocked. "Falk hasn't been himself in oh, say 5 years now? I've been doing his job for him."

The team took several steps back and spread out, weapons at the ready. "Who are you? And what have you done with the Inquisitor?!" Darius said, alarmed.

"Oh, there's no need for that. I am not Falk, but you may call me 'The Benefactor'. I too, am like you... a wyrd, witch, mutant..." the entity explained. "Falk is my puppet. He is high enough to access and purge records, but not so high that eyes are upon his every step."

"And our deal?!" Darius asked angrily, "I made that with Falk! Will you keep your promises?! Team, prepare to leave. This coward isn't worth our time."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Inquisitor. I'd expect better manners from my pets... In fact, I'd expect them... TO OBEY!" the voice commanded, echoing off the walls like thunder.

At that moment, the air seemed to buzz like hundreds of thousands of winged insects taking flight. Darius felt as though he had hot coals being dragged across his brain. He fell to the floor, writhing in pain. 23 had lost control of her blades, and with the command, the claws shot from her hands and ripped out of her shins in a spray of bloody ichor. Solomon fell to his knees, heaving out white foam like a rabid animal. Talia fell from her perch, convulsing as if she had been hit with a high-voltage taser. The team was writhing on the floor, incapacitated and in agony. Moments later, the buzzing and the pain stopped.

"I could have you all on the floor, squirming as you are now... or I could have you at each other's throats." the voice said as Talia and Darius both shot up and threw themselves, body first at each other. Stopping mere inches from each other's face, both of their weapons were at a position- Talia's at her leader's neck, ready to decapitate him with a clockwise twirl; Darius' spear angled to pierce his Agent's heart during the rotation. A moment later, they were released and both fell to the ground.

"But I didn't come to punish you... NO.... I will reward you for your service. Everything promised by this face," the voice said as the Falk-body stroked it's own face, "I will honor. In fact, I didn't ask you here to punish you... I came to give you a gift."

"A... a gift...?" Darius managed to hack out while bringing himself to his knees.

"Yes, a gift." the entity continued, "Behold." the Inquisitor flourished to a large metal container next to him. At his signal, the colors on the magnetic locks changed green to red, and the vault door disengaged with a hiss, disgorging cold, cryogenic mist.

"This is Subject Greysin. Former name Rashel." he said, as a figure slid into view. It was a bound and blinded woman, floating several feet off the air. Her body was covered in wasted and dirty leather, her face a leather mask reinforced with metal cage. Her arms and neck had heavy locks and manacles, the type used by the Inquisition to subdue captured Carnifexes or constructs when study called for it. The restraints were branded with purity symbols and other symbols Darius could not discern.

"Daemonhost? This is blasphemy..." Talia said, stepping farther back, sword at the ready. Darius' other agent also crouched, claws at the ready.

"Yes, says the raven to the blackbird... This is another tool I bestow upon you, Darius, in your commission to me." the voice said through Falk. Falk raised a hand, the heavy chained necklace and =][= symbol in his hand.

The symbol began to emit a silvery-gold glow, and a deep rumbling mixed with whatever incantation the Inquisitor's shell was performing. The inquisitor turned to the group, "This one is now bound to YOU, Darius. It will be your protector, your warhound and your link to me..."

"This... thing, is under my command...?" Darius retorted, repulsed by the sight.

"No... you're practically married to it. Now... get out of my sight." Falk's body said. At that moment, the man's body fell to it's knees before toppling to the side.

As the team turned and strode out of the meeting hall, the crumpled Falk-corpse opened it's eyes one last time and spoke.

"And remember... I'm watching you..."

FIN

Have a great weekend everybody! Stay tuned for Sunday/Monday's updates from myself, Zakkennaya, and Evynir after our Saturday Hobby bonanza!!

... Wow!

Creepy but cool.

awesome!

is it the Phoenix?

Sweet fluff, and a nice twist!!

Now this is getting more interesting every time I look.

Peter

Really love this fluff, and it's so awesome to read about a character before seeing the actual model you've made for them! Really original use of parts too - I don't think I would have ever thought of cutting down an eldar like that. Will deffo be following this thread

Great start - I like both the models you've selected and what you've done with them

More!

Thank you all, new and old for stopping by!

We just had our hobby/drinking day yesterday, and today, Zakkennaya is out at an auction for cheap semi-used minis... hopefully he picks up an Ork Trukk of some sort for me, as I need some sort of transport for my guys (later in the campaign).

I've just sent him his pictures of his work , so hopefully he'll be able to post something tonight or tomorrow.

As for myself, I've got a midterm and HW due for my MBA program... but I'll try to get some of my own work done late tonight.

Thanks again, and stay tuned, everyone!

Oh dear... you're building quite the wall for me to get over... I might just have to roar, run, jump and see what happens... Either way, it should be entertaining...

I have some mini pics that should be forthcoming. Shortly I should introducing two of my lovely ladies, my Mech Adept and psyker, Elia. The other three are nearing completion and will be presented once Forgeworld decides to deliver my stuff (I need weapons and Inquisitor themed brass etchings... by GS-foo is not so hot... :-/).

Thanks!

Excellent stuff so far, really enjoying the fluff you´re coming up with.
The character building is good, a few twists and turns, and a good/bad character dilemma. Top notch!

Your choice of models is excellent too, great to see that you´re going outside GW´s established range, and choosing models based on their design and usefulness, rather than the stamp on the package.

I must say, your GS skills seem to be growing with this project as well. Can´t believe I have seen nothing of this until today. That just shows how little Dakka-time I have at the moment. Hoping that it will change soon.

Until then, at least I can enjoy the work of this group, will be good to see some paint on the models as well, and more stuff!

Hello guys, not sure if you saw Molotov's blog but it is very inspirational. http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/list/240062.page
Can't wait to see your stuff zakennaya123.

@ Xan - Thanks for stopping by! I can't tell you how many times I've gone over your ][- Blog for inspiration! Stay tuned, my grad HW is kicking me all over the place, but I'm hoping Z updates pretty soon...

And yes, I used to confine myself to the GW stamp, but with so many other beauties out there, it's a travesty for for someone to confine themselves like that.

@ Agro- Thanks for the link! I was reading that yesterday in between studies... the man is making that special Creed assassin- he's my hero already!

Quick update guys (kinda in the middle of work... ):
I present to you, Elia, Sanctioned Imperial Psyker(WIP):







Just need to clean up the gs work and base her... What can I say, I have a thing for angels...

Cheers!

Nicely done, Coz. Diggin' the angel wings as well... she belongs on MY TEAM!!

Jus playin'. Good stuff, and waiting for even MOAR!!

I was kinda hurt by your friend saying I took bit off a lot from *ahem*, Veran's model character from the very popular comic, cartoon and movie series. Actually, if you look at the model, it's just a guy w/ short spikey hair holding a spear, wading through rubble, and holding his fingers up to his temple... It's not my fault that people see something different just because I mention my Inquisitor in the same sentence as the laser-eyed leader of mutants. Oh the powers of suggestion...

Talia = Ninja with a spade tail and katana sword

23 = Crazy elf-lady with twin claw daggers on her hands...

See what I'm getting at?

Greetings all. Figured I should finally make my appearance. I wanted to wait until I had my fluff worked out, but someone *cough*Izanagi*cough* had to set the bar really high.

My squad is a Rogue Trader and his Retinue.

All of my work is WIP, but Izanagi demanded updates, so updates here we go. This is also my first time really doing conversions and writing on forums. I swear, I'll work hard on trying to compete with Izanagi's stuff.

Thanks for visiting.