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Any room on this boat for some loyalists?

....I think I will have to bring back a certain rogue trader from a failed campaign, and best thing is is that in that we already established he was one luckless SOB (Campaign ended on a chaos world, so a wierd warp occurence could easily explain his arrival)
Heres his sheet

Character name: Auvian Dalcassius
Character age:33
Character race:Human(Blank)
Character profession:Rogue Trader
Character personality: Sardonic, greedy,curious
Character appearance: Atypical for a Voidborn Auvian is a tall and lanky man, Auvian looks like a stereotypical old west Gunslinger, duster and all
Character height:6'6
Character equipment: Inquisitorial electoo, Rogue Trader Writs, body suit(like scuba suit), Two Revolvers, Respirator, Lasgun
Character bio/background story: Three years ago Auvian inherited the ancient Verdan Green and its twin 'Aurun Promises' from his uncle Crassus, since then the Dynasty has helped the Imperial Guard and the Inquisition numerous times. However 3 years before his vessels were recquisitioned by the inquisition they forced him to fly straight for a chaos fleet, losing the Aurun promises and all hands in the process. A year later Auvians luck had not changed, for an Ordo Malleus inquisitor Hale had requisitioned his remaining ship and went on a chase for some artifacts, during an ill fated raid on the Iron Warriors homeworld Auvian and several of his crew along with the acolytes were stranded upon the planet for a year, most had died, some had managed to flee, however Auvian stayed with the remainder of his ground crew until a warp disturbance transported Auvian and some of his Ground team came upon this new almost paradise like planet

Servants:
Maztica Enginseer
Bram and Erik, identical twins, heavy weapons team
Lysandros Sniper
Gerrick Rifleman
Andros Medicae
Ibram Former catachan devil, demo expert

for whatever reason my post popped up above yours XD, but I have my character now

Stepping out of the blue mist of raw warp, Auvians lungs almost hurt from the purity of the air on this new location, looking around Auvian saw nothing but desolate grey plains, however to his weary mind this was paradise, if he never saw another ounce of lava, chaos, or the inquisition again he could almost die happy, then he heard several pops behind him. Turning he saw some of his Ground team emerge, not even a dozen men had survived the traverse through the warp, but whether it was his obscene luck or the emperors will a complete team of what he would need in personnel. Tears erupted on the faces of the men, but before he lost control of the group Auvian snapped harshly

"We need to find a place with water and shelter, if not we are going to die real bloody quick"
The group snapped to with speed that would impress Storm Trooper commanders, 'Good' Auvian thought, with troopers like this he may be able to report to his dynasty still yet.

Auvian Dalcassius and crew found a ravine with a spring an hour before dusk, remembering his vox in his pack Auvian gave orders to make camp and slowly placed the vox on the ground and with a sense of apprehension Auvian switched the channel to inquisitorial Vox "Can anybody hear me, this is Rogue Trader Auvian Dalcassius, we have recently come to this planet, are there any troops out there?"

(as a note I am a rogue trader who just keeps on getting drafted by the inquisition, hence my confusion lol)
Looking at the horde of daemons approaching Auvian pulled out his dual revolvers with a speed scarcely matched by Eldar veterans. "Alright kick those bloody tables over, put that autocannon on the bar, lets give these blighters a surprise they have yet to see" Auvian shouted above the noise of the turmoil coming in from outside. As fire poured out of the tavern into daemons the only thing Auvians Daemon numbed mind could think of was 'Where the feth are some Bac(cigarrette) sticks?'

Slowly grabbing the cigars and sniffing them Auvian glared and said "Get some water and if you have them field rations, once you are done with that I highly suggest you leave." Handing a cigar to each of his men Auvian reloaded and nodded for his men to do the same. Hopefully he would be able to get back to imperial soil, and if not then at least a planet without daemons would more than do it.

Glaring at the imp Auvian holstered his weapons and said "Lets leave this tavern, its only a matter of time before some more of this freaks friends arrive." Auvian then opened the door to the tavern, hoping fate would be gentle to me.

Slowly the imperial progressed through the town with stealth that had been put to test time and again over the past year, finding an abandoned warehouse Auvian sat on a dusted over desk, 'This will have to do for a place to rest tonight' he whispered quietly. With all hope he could rest here for a few days and continue on, Emperor knows, he thought, these men could use a break

Hearing the Horn Auvian lept from his tattered bedroll in the corner of the old warehouse, with an urgent whisper he woke the rest of the men as the sentry came in to tell them of the activity going toward what appeared to be the center of this purgatory. "Alright guys stow your excess kit and grab your weapons" Auvian said as he belted on his weaponry wishing he still had his Gauss Flayer he had scavenged a year before from a tomb world he had been on due to an inquisitorial mission, 'oh well' he thought 'No use crying over broken guns'. Returning from his nostalgic thoughts he saw the group assembled with their weapons staring at Auvian, slightly unnerved by his complete loss of focus Auvian snapped "What are you waiting for, lets see what these freaks are going towards!" With that the squad departed the warehouse following the mob of daemons.