The Pall of Abrantias XII: The devastation of the fields of many tears. A Warhammer 40K RPG

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**Tyranic Marta**

o.o -.- o.o

ok

(Noccy) Before you walk away the quatermaster calls you back, "Sir they wont give us any I can tell you now, we havnt had a restock in months and theyve only just got enough for themselves."

**nocturne's wrath**

"then go and ask nicely if there is any trouble then report we only need one more clip per person. if they cant spare that then we are in serious problems. but as i said take 2 gaurds with you just in case take no actions until i am at location understood." he turns and continues walking.

at the officer:

"i need to speak with you sir."

**Tyranic Marta**

The quatermaster nods and heads off but you can see that he doesnt have much hope for the extra ammo

The officer turns to you and looks you up and down without flinching "What is it seargeant?"

**nocturne's wrath**

I wish to know your oppinion about us. Because i heard some men are afraid of us. And of course that is an obstacle to a fully working cooperation. So i wish to know your oppinion about us.

**Tyranic Marta**

The man shrugs

"Your about as scary as any other machine with a gun, so not much, cause the whole lot of you can be turned of by an emp if you get cranky. So dont test us Seargeant, we arnt your enemy"

**nocturne's wrath**

"I know and thats why i am asking you about your oppinion. I thank you for this conversation. Oh and commander dont try an emp it will only piss us off nothing more."

**Wardragoon**

*Over Imperial Vox* Hail sons of the false god, we are to ally in the fight against the Necrons, is there a location I can teleport to without being shined upon by your worthless flashlights(I see what I did there) we need to discuss warplans, if you betray me both my ships and Black Templar ships will destroy you all!

**Tyranic Marta**

this is for you to respond to noccy

the officer smirks, "I think a mind shatter Emp would do a lot, theyre designed to demolish the hive mind of the Tyranid Bioforms, they are more than capable of killing a normal human, what about one that has electric components as well? Dont toy with me Seageant, and respond to that damn message, you seem to be our liason with the Black templars and thier horrific allies"

**nocturne's wrath**

*vox* you can come to this location(sends coordinates) but i must say that for an ally you are quite aggresive with your first greeting. next time you speak blasphemious about the emporer we and the black templars will speak with you. we accept your gods...... for now. and you accept ours ok? we will speak there and you can expect my cooperation. but remember i am not a fan of treats.*

to officer:
"maybe its better to use that emp grenade against our enemy's than against your ally's officer. and remember i cant understand body language so if you are doing something towards my troops i dont like there WILL be problems and i think we dont want that do we? we are both sons of the emporer and so we must fight together. if you have problems with that then run to your general."

**Wardragoon**

A light flashed next to the Cadian Quartermaster, and in what was the blinding aurora of light stood a group of 3 Terminators. Standing out from the group Asmodeus started laughing "Man of machine, I really do not care if you bend your knee to Chaos, for in the end we are all servants, that lesson was taught to me ten thousand years ago, now we shall meet this Cadian general and plot the demise of the Necrons," Asmodeus said with the certainty that comes with command.

**nocturne's wrath**

"that is not going to happen. i am the one who will make the warplan the general is to busy and doesnt trust me. so he wont even want to look at YOU without trying to kill you. so i am the one who will make the plans with you. and remember we are on the same team. if you are going to betray us i WILL hunt you down and i WILL kill you. if i must rise a thousand times or more i will do so. so dont even think about betraying us."

**nocturne's wrath**

and dont even try to do something or i am forced to follow my orders and then the lockwell clarification is activated. and believe me you dont want that.

**Tyranic Marta**

*shakes head slowly* the ball is in your court asmodeus, just to say, have either of you guys heard of subtlety? maybe not from the chaos boy, dat i can understand, but really noccy, your threats are about as vieled as a sledgehammer held high above your head whilst you charge forwards yelling the most vulgar warcry you can think of

**Wardragoon**

(ooc: My character has lived a little over 10000 years, been hunted for most of that time, been tortured for a few thousand years, somewhere along that line I think he said 'Feth Subtlety, insanity is funner')

Hearing the threat from a man half his size and unarmored(lets face it the crap guardsmen have doesnt stand a chance against TDA) Asmodeus broke out in a booming laugh that lasted for minutes. "Damn, it really has been a long time since a loyalist guardsmen, and a sergeant at that has had the stones to threaten me! Now, as strong as you think your followers are, your force is ultimately worthless, you have, what 100 fellow machine men, and from the sound of things those other loyalists would see you and yours fed to me sooner than lose a single one of theirs. But this is getting nowhere. Asmodeus turned on his vox. "General, this is Asmodeus formerly of the Dark Angels, now acting in my own interests, I seek a war council with you, as we are to face the Necrons or be wiped out by the sons of Dorn"

**Tyranic Marta**

(The pair) The vox crackles into life and a slightly nervous voice ripples over the comms "If you think for a minute that i will meet with you, you are sadly mistaken. im sure the seargeant will be quite capable of handling himself at a warcouncil, he certainly seems to be arrogant enough for all of us"

**Wardragoon**

Asmodeus makes sure his vox is still on and then says with a smugness that can only come with someone under the impression they are immortal. "It truly is a wonder that this Cadian is cowardly enough to have a Sergeant with probably no idea of grand strategy to a war council, to think, I could have actually done as ordered and broke the imperial blockade causing the fools planet to die. Now metal man, grab an honor guard, I will not discuss warplans where a coward and foolish hunters are within potential earshot, we will teleport to my flag ship when we are ready." (ooc I intend no treachery, or at least right now I don't)

**Tyranic Marta**

The vindicare was silent, he diddnt care for loud noises and bangs of smoke.

The chambered round clicked into place and he slowly shook his head. Nothing was ever as simple as first needed. This seargeant needed to be taught a lesson.

His finger pulled gently on the trigger and he felt the Point of no return trigger engage. Then the second trigger twitched and he felt the rifle buck in his hands.

1500 metres away the general slumped over his conference table, his head apparently absent.

**Wardragoon**

(ooc, wait how does that teach the sergeant a lesson, besides I was having fun mocking Cadians

)

**Tyranic Marta**

It teaches the Seargeant that absolutely noone is safe from the Vindicare

(Ie me)

**Wardragoon**

Hearing the commotion around him Asmodeus knew things were about to get interesting turning off the external speakers to his armor Asmodeus voxed his fleet "Prepare all terminators for teleportation on my mark, if these foolish loyalists are stupid enough to attack those favoured by chaos we will show them the mistake of their ways.", Turning to the Korpsmen Asmodeus spoke with a bloodchilling grimness "If you wish to survive you have two options, convince these fools I had nothing to do with the death of their coward, or run from what will be a gorefest in less than 5 minutes." (I am thinking logically here, general dies as a Chaos Envoy comes into camp odds are chaos is target number 1)

**Tyranic Marta**

(That was the point XD)

**TheWildHost**

"I don't trust gal's with blades, but if it keeps the the pain flowing, I guess I have to" Markith explains

**Tyranic Marta**

The wyches give some reports of massing warriors of the Imperium and strangely enough, chaos allies. Clearly they are fighting for a common cause as the imperiums soldiers include the sons of Dorn

**TheWildHost**

"Wait, so you're telling me we have an allie? A strong one at that" Markith responds shocked
"Yes" The the whych replies.
"We are going to back stab them when they trust us at their weakest, yes?" A young hellion called out.
Markith turned to him and explained a thing most Dark Eldar don't understand "NO. Allies are like investments, sure you could get pain now, but they would help you gain more in the future. You have heard our Archon say this have you not?" He says nearly quoting Sithus, the the Archon of Sanguines blood( Not blood angels it is from oblivion) "Plus" He adds" Most allies won't stab you in the back for a quick high , they do it for power, and they usaly have nice discussions like what is going on in the rest of their race, rumors, you know non-Eldar stuff"

Yep Markith had a way of looking at it. The the archon he spent free time with (In exchange for pretection) was Sithus, and Markith liked him.

Markith was bothered by the the fact that chaos were on "Allied" list though, but if the the chaos didn't worship the the Slutty He-she God (As Markith Calls Slanesh) he really didn't care. Nergle did repulse him though.

**nocturne's wrath**

Cadians get back.i first wish to see the corpse to see how he died and then we see further."i trust you enough to delay my orders and not attack you. I will first look if you guys had to do with this and then we can look if this alliance stands or falls."
He made sure that his gaurdsmen where ready to intercept anyy cadian.

He walked inside the tent feeling weird because of the electro field.

He saw the corpse and started to calculate the possibility's that chaos was it. Then he followed the trail of the bullet to find the actual bullet.

**Tyranic Marta**

You stop when you realise that the tent isnt even damaged, no matter where you look you cant find an entry point where the bullet could have come in, and from the way the gore is evenly splattered around the room you have no idea where to start looking

**Tyranic Marta**

(Wild) (Sorry should have made that clearer the allies are of the imperium, not you)

**nocturne's wrath**

Ehm if it was a sniper then there should be an entry point else the vindicare was useless. Because they dont have bullets which psych out of existence and the flick back in on contact so..... there should be an entry point.

**Tyranic Marta**

Nocturne for the last

bloody

time

stop

questioning

the

GM

I

work

In

Mysterious

ways

if you have any patience at all and somone reminds me later / you look for evidence of the killer later / i remember of my own accord it will become clear

**nocturne's wrath**

Ok sorry about that then. Was just trying to understand it fluf wise.

He walks outside.
"I cant find anything about a sniper. But before we kill each other. There was no sign of chaotic energies. So chaos didnt do it. now we must make haste. Grenadiers 1832 and 6491 follow me."