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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Mon Dec 03, 2018 6:38 pm

Felyx beckons Servitor to him and works on the weapon as the others talk...

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After helping Marius and sometime before Egil's headache...

Felyx moves to the Hallowed shrine of the Machine god. He had performed communion once before, and the results were both enlightening and extremely troubling. Once more Servitor assisted him. While the others spoke among themselves, he opened himself up entirely to the aspect of the Machine god...

Every now and then, he shuddered. Sometimes softly. Sometimes not so soft. His mouth and eyes moved continuously. He was one with the machine, and soon he would exit its all-knowing embrace.
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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Tue Dec 04, 2018 12:54 pm

Donna takes point, happily. Her gait was a brisk skip nearly.
"'S awhlways fun to be dishin out some violence."

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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Fri Dec 07, 2018 1:23 pm

Still inside the machine...

Felyx takes control of the heart and broken machine spirit, becoming its living avatar. He taps into the communications array, broadcasting clearly.

"Slaves be hearing to me; I am avatar of Machine Gods; your masters are torture to you. They are lies to you! Join to us. Join to us like Malik-slave ally. Turn weapons to hereteks to are beating to you. Kill to them and join to us!"

He immediately bursts into techna linuga: +++For the God of the Cog is furious at the defamation and mistreatment of his most sacred relics. Hereteks of this station will pay with their lives, their data core forever ripped from their skulls and crushed for their transgressions. Flee now, cowards, for the wrath of the Omnissiah is made manifest. Your lives reduced to zero.+++

Attempt at convincing the slaves and intimidating the hereteks:
 

Immediately after his warning, Felyx took control of the station. The doors separating the garage and the main facility from the corridor leading to the shrine sealed and locked. Felyx opened up the comms to that room alone. There were three servitors in that small area with a single slave; Felyx had them turn and face him.

"It is being time to choose: your tormentors or your Omnissiah? Turn your grenade to them..."

He unlocked the door leading to the garage where two hereteks lie in wait. The slave would have to choose.
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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Sat Dec 08, 2018 2:26 pm

Marius, having retrieved his shotgun from Felyx, moved into position, preparing to exit into the connecting passage. He was impressed; the weapon looked better than he could ever recall, even the day he'd first acquired it. The blessings of the Mechanicus were akin to sorcery, at times.  

Marius grinned upon hearing Felyx's attempt to convert the slave to their cause. Despite the curious diction, Marius could not help but be impressed by Felyx's little speech. Were I a downtrodden follower of the Machine God, he thought, I'd sure be ready to take vengeance on some heretics. He waited in tense anticipation. He hoped the slave would be moved by Felyx's words; he wasn't keen on walking into an enclosed space with a frag grenade. Once it was clear that the the 'nade was targetting unfriendlies, he'd take cover at the corner of connecting passage and mop up any of the heretics that survived the initial blast.
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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Sat Dec 08, 2018 6:34 pm

On the video cameras, Felyx can watch the response to his speech in real time.

The slaves and tech adepts on the comms look about in mild surprise as he speaks. A few of them seem to be considering his message...

Malik looks about dejectedly throughout the announcement. You all watch and wait for their response. "You're reasoning with the looney bin, friend. I'm one of the few sane ones left, if you can believe it."

None of the slaves or tech adepts change position or lay down their weapons. The slave with the frag grenade in particular smiles maniacally, jumping excitedly back and forth and staring at the first of the two doors between you and him.

It appears that Felyx's awkward, stunted speeches weren't quite enough to influence anyone...Perhaps they will beg for mercy once you've brought the Emperor's (or Omnissiah's) wrath upon a few of their friends?

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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Sat Dec 08, 2018 8:20 pm

As Felyx's message is broadcast, Alistair turns to look at the techpriest.

"Alright then. This changes things."
Alistair mutters. "Now we have to deal with potential non combatants."

Looking around at the team, considering who exactly he had with him, Alistair appears to come to a decision. We don't have the skills or the time to do this properly.

"Listen up. If Felyx is successful, we'll be walking into a fight with unknown allies. If he isn't successful, they might still try something, maybe attempt to deceive us. Our mission is too important, and the taint of Heresy stains this place. Treat everyone as hostile. The Emperor will know his own."
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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Tue Dec 11, 2018 7:40 am

"Yes, they're heretics all" finally some one starting to see sense. He was just surprised it was Alistair.

"Ho, warrior woman." Egill shouts at Donna "you and I 'ave at em', eh?"

Egill looks around considering tables, chairs, cabinets before his gaze rests on the dead heretic. Hmm, a metal body... The barbarian reaches down and pulls up the body, it would do he thought. "This heretic shall be our shield."

His head still pounded but Marius' meds had certainly took the edge off. "Lets go"
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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Tue Dec 11, 2018 8:26 am

Felyx felt his ire rise to even further levels at the both the slaves and the hereteks' refusal to flee.

+++THEN YOUR SOULS WILL ALL BE RETURNED TO THE MACHINE+++ he screeched in binary chatter so loud that the speakers nearly shorted.

Immediately, one of the servitors turned to embrace the crazed, grenade-wielding slave. The other two moved to flank the doorway leading into the garage.
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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Tue Dec 11, 2018 4:11 pm

Marius felt his pulse quicken. Out of fear? Excitement? He was never sure; the phenomenology of anticipation was not something he'd ever been able to accurately diagnose. But for whatever reason, it was stronger than it'd been in quite some time. Maybe it had been the experiences of out in the frigid wastes... or maybe...

His anxious thoughts ended abruptly as his ears filled with the binary screeching of the intercoms. The ringing in his ears... that cacophony should hardly have caused tinnitus. He felt beads of sweat forming on his forehead: why was it so warm? The ringing in his ears began to sound faintly of shattering glass, and he swore he could see flickers of flame through the thick windows of the doors, all that was between him and...

Fate.

He squeezed his eyes shut and dabbed the perspiration from his forehead. He had a mission. All that mattered was its completion and the redemption of souls that had strayed from the light of the Throne. He hoped his lapse in focus would not end up costing him and his allies.
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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Tue Dec 11, 2018 4:21 pm

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"Yes, they're heretics all" finally some one starting to see sense. He was just surprised it was Alistair.

"Ho, warrior woman." Egill shouts at Donna "you and I 'ave at em', eh?"

Egill looks around considering tables, chairs, cabinets before his gaze rests on the dead heretic. Hmm, a metal body... The barbarian reaches down and pulls up the body, it would do he thought. "This heretic shall be our shield."

His head still pounded but Marius' meds had certainly took the edge off. "Lets go"

She revs the chainsword quickly and smiles with a wink.

"Oui'm reddie foh a bit o fun. If yew be knowing whot oui mean?"

She takes the lead, itching for a fight.
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PostSubject: Combat Round 1   Wed Dec 19, 2018 1:41 pm

ROUND 1

Initiative Order


13: Egill
10: Slaves/Hereteks
9: Damiel
8: Alistair
7: Donna
5: Felyx
4: Servitors
3: Marius


The time for action had come, rejoice in the Emperor! It looked like the metal man had things under control, they could do this in their time, at least for now.

Egill eyes the slave, its servitude was not an excuse for heresy. This brought some zeal to Egill as he strides over to the grappled heretic, once close enough Egill thrust his claymore forwards trying to impale his foe.

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The slave's eyes went wide as Egill's burly frame approached. The claymore slid through the man like a hot knife through butter - the heretic slumped forward with a pained grunt, clearly dead.

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Damiel was concerned about Egill, the psyker was clearly affected by what was happening here. He'd better stay close in case he needed to step in. Following his 'charge' Damiel blasts the grappled servitor for good measure.

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Watching as his two teammates skewered the grappled slave, Alistair followed shortly, one hand reaching for the grenade.

"Good work. Felyx, which door will open next?"

Felyx replied promptly. ""Any can being to open - advise securing to garages firsts"

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Donna picks the closest door where some victims were most likely to be hiding.

She moves up to it, chainsword and autopistol occupying her hands. Her hadns grip tight on each, With the slaught enhancing her abilities, she awaiting combat a little too eagerly.
"Open thawt door" she instructs anyone who would listen.

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"Garage - 2 Enemy. One immediately right door. Another 3 meters back left." When the team moved into place, Felyx screamed into the intercomms in the garage room.

+++You should have fled, deniers of the Omnissiah. Now the ground will run slick with the oils of your life.+++

He opened the door and a stream of white-hot las spurted forth from the closest servitor, lighting the path for his allies.

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The slave attempts to dodge, but doesn't quite move in time. The blinding white light sears forth from the repair servitor's tool, slicing the man clean in half diagonally and immediately setting his clothes on fire. He howls in agony and writhes on the floor momentarily before laying limp.

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Seeing the room is secure, Marius will take cover to the right side of the doors leading into the garage and ready his shotgun to blast the nearest bogey once the doors open.

"Affirmative, Felyx: garages first. We'll give you the all clear when everyone is in position."

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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Tue Jan 08, 2019 1:23 pm

ROUND 2

Initiative Order


13: Egill
10: Slaves/Hereteks
9: Damiel
8: Alistair
7: Donna
5: Felyx
4: Servitors
3: Marius

Egill nods back at Damiel, he was glad to have the null with him in case something went 'south' with his powers. It was a definite concern with the barrier so weak. His warp powers were a double edged sword. They marked him as a mutant but also as an approved servant of the Emperor. Egills sanctioning brand obvious to all tattooed onto his forehead.

Shouldering the dead heretek to possibly use as cover Egill moves up behind Donna.

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The wretched cultist from the garage fires off a couple shots from his lasgun, the bright bursts of light crackling through the air. Both shots hit the door frame - it appears his nerves got the best of him.

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Damiel sat behind the psyker, recognizing the meat shield for what it was. He kept his weapons ready, poised to fire a shot at anyone who came into view.

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"Give me a warning when these doors about to open Felyx!"

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Donna smiled as she took cover from the clumsy shot being thrown her way. She pokes her head out from the sparks to goad him on.
"Jus a lil bit more practice an' one day yew'll get me." She moves behind the doorway again as more sparks pepper. In response, she smiles savagely and revs the chainsword as she rushes out into the hall and towards the wanker who was shooting at her. She closed the gap easily and raked one of his arms with the tearing weapon.
"Lets diespense wit awh the p'easantries ya"

Letting out a ragged chuckle, the cultist/slave sidesteps the chainsaw blow with ease. The revving blade clashes with the metal wall behind the man, glancing off it with an ear-splitting screeching noise.

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Felyx sent the repair servitor to assist Donna while the others made ready to advance. "Two enemies are being just beyond doors - 1 at right hallway. 1 at left second room. Doors to be opening 3... 2... 1..."

Almost on cue, the cultists let loose a barrage of semi-automatic fire as the doors open. Clearly novices, the darkness doesn't help their aim whatsoever. A few shots hit the doors as they're opening, some hit the walls, and others just fly wide. One does manage to hit Egill's meatshield, however.

Meanwhile, Felyx manipulates the lighting controls to illuminate the enemies at the south end of the station, while leaving his allies and the two enemies closest to the connecting passage shrouded in darkness.

A barrage of heavy automatic fire can be heard at the opposite end of the station. It stops and the doors slide open.

On a grainy video feed, Felyx can see the cultist in the room with the combat servitor hit the wall behind him and slump to the floor, his robes and body shredded by the automatic fire.

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Marius swiftly moves under cover of darkness toward the closet nearest the open doors.

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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Mon Jan 14, 2019 1:19 pm

ROUND 3

Initiative Order


13: Egill
13: Lars
10: Slaves/Hereteks
9: Damiel
8: Alistair
7: Donna
5: Felyx
4: Servitors
3: Marius

Egill hunkers down behind his meat-shield as the bullets connect to it and the surrounding bulkhead. There were to many heretics for now to use his sword. He was eager but not stupid.

Egill gathers his Righteous and god sanctioned warp powers, he suddenly gestures to the nearest foe. Multiple electric blue forks of lighting stab at the nearest enemy.

The cultist leaning out of the hallway ducks to avoid two of the bolts, but one clips his arm, burning through his robes and leathers. He lets out a yelp of pain and shakes his arm wildly.

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The cultist engaged with Donna and the servitor whips out a long knife with a nasty serrated edge. Attempting to regain his footing after the dodge, he plunges the knife forward but awkwardly stumbles and misses entirely.

The other cultists let out another volley of lasgun fire, but do little more than put burn marks in the bulkheads and nearby walls. The bright las bolts light up the darkness as they zip past.

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Damiel's fires some semi-auto las shots into the darkness and at the few illuminated cultists down the hallway, but his haphazard aim misses any targets.

However, the cultists are clearly not trained (or experienced) in combat and cower in fear behind their cover as the las bolts fly overhead.

[All 5 cultists in the southern area are now pinned]

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Pinned in cover behind the bulkhead, Alistair pulls out his lasgun and snaps off a few semi-auto shots at one of the illuminated enemies down the hall. The grenade would have to wait until he had an opening to step further out of cover.

Unfortunately, his aim falters and the shots fizzle harmlessly against the walls near his target.

[Alistair is no longer pinned]

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She launches into a tirade of savage attacks. Using Felyx's servitor as bait, she simply hacks away at the pitiful defender. Blow after blow rains down.

The man leans backward just in time, the chainsword ripping through the center of his robes to reveal hardened leather armor - but just barely missing the cultist himself. His eyes widen as he sees Donna's pure ferocity and begins to sweat.

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The repair servitor in the garage moves in to punch the cultist, its servomotors whirring and whining. Unfortunately, the bulky unit is unable to move quickly and misses it's target, leaving a massive dent in the wall behind him.

The servitors in the central passageway move in front of Egill and Alistair to further protect them from the storm of las bolts. Meanwhile, the combat servitor advances steadily and unleashes another burst of deadly but poorly aimed stubber fire, missing entirely.

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Marius chambers a shell and lines up a shot on the cultist across the hallway. Though not the world's best shot, he had plenty of experience, and even the most drug-addled hivers could usually hit something at close quarters with a shotgun. Better yet, the target was distracted dodging psychic lightning bolts from Egill. The shotgun bucked against his shoulder, sending a slew of pellets into the man's legs. Marius watched with grim satisfaction as the petty cultist crumpled to the ground, clearly dead.

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It starts with a faint noise from the southwest section of the station, barely audible between bursts of gunfire and the din of battle. It sounds like metal being twisted and wrenched against its will. The grating noise eventually rises to an unbearably loud volume, varying in pitch between low groans and high-pitched whines until it resolves itself with cacophonous crash. Felyx watches as several cameras from the bedrooms go to static.

Lars clutches a light fixture above his cot for dear life as the whirlwind rages around his bedroom. He watches in disbelief as the winds settle down to a gale that, while plenty forceful, seems grounded in reality...unlike the hungry, violent wind that ripped off the back wall and ceiling of the slave's sleeping quarters, along with what appeared to be every other quartering room. The roof and wall dizzily drift and spin through the area toward a flickering of prismatic light in the murky gale above...along with a few of the other slaves, who hadn't grabbed a hold of anything as quickly as Lars.

He swore he could have almost heard the whispers of lost souls as the wind started tugging on the plasteel walls. Furthermore, he might have even hard their laughter as they carried off the other slaves. As the wall and the screaming slaves disappear into the cloudy, snowy night sky, the howling wind starts to pick up again, and Lars can hear glimpses of whispers and murmurs as it whistles through the room...

The damage to the structure appears to have left the door slightly askew from it's frame - perhaps the ravenous, unearthly gale has left the lock in a weaker condition. It might be best to seek shelter before the wind grows hungry again...

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PostSubject: Round 4   Tue Jan 22, 2019 6:12 pm

ROUND 4

Initiative Order


13: Egill
13: Lars
10: Slaves/Hereteks
9: Damiel
8: Alistair
7: Donna
5: Felyx
4: Servitors
3: Marius

Egill saw his chance as Marius' peppering las-shots make the heretics cower back. "Die heretics, in the name of the Emperor!" Egill shout as he drops his meat shield and charges at the nearest heretic. He was emboldened by Alistair as his fellow acolyte readied a grenade.

Egill comes in hard swinging his claymore diagonally up from right to left trying to catch his foe in the side.

The heretic dips back into the closet, letting the claymore slice past him and clang against the wall.

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Lars wasn't sleeping when the racket of gunfire came from the north of the station. Sleep was a burden for him, even more so since he came to the research station.

He knew what was happening. It was a rescue mission. The Inquisition doesn't leave its members to suffer the machinations of traitors and heretics.

Positioning himself close to the door, Lars is taken totally by suprise as the backwall of the room is violentily ripped appart. Reflexively he grabs the first thing that comes under his hand. He is almost taken by the whirlwind, but just as he feels his fingers slipping, the force abates.

The chilling cold that enters the slave quarters is unpleasant, yet pales in comparison to the prismatic light and otherworldly whispers that accompany it.

Even a glance at the prismatic blur in the sky hurt his eyes, and without thinking, Lars throws his malnourished body wildy at the door, shoulder first, not wanting to end up like other poor souls that shared his misery in the past weeks. The door busts open, giving Lars a view of the corridor outside. He can hear gunfire and shouting on the other side of the facility.

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The cultists and hereteks are readily disturbed by the rattling and shaking of the facility from the gale outside, glancing anxiously upwards at the ceiling.

The cultist in the garage sneers at Donna, plunging his knife forward toward her leg.

Egill's battle-cry and charge draws their attention. They quickly let loose another volley of semi-auto lasgun fire into the darkness, hoping to down the combatant while he is out of cover. Landing a hit is tricky with the darkness and Egill diving back and forth in the darkness, so the volley misses yet again. The cultist in the closet drops his lasgun and draws a knife, stabbing it forward toward Egill in a frantic bid to save his life.


[Only cultist pinned is the one in combat with Egill.]


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Damiel rushes up behind the servitor in front of him, drops to one knee, and lets a shot loose at the enemy ahead of him. The shot misses amid the chaos of battle. He shouts back to the tech-priest in the other room, "Felyx! Can you keep the cover moving?"

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Alistair leans out from behind the servitor, and lobs a Grenade down the hall, landing with a clang on to the intersection floor.

"Care frag!" Alistair calls to Egil.

The two cultists howl in pain as shrapnel tears through their armor.

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She had overexerted herself and suffered a hit in return. It did little more than deflect of the flak, but she would proceed a bit more cautiously.
"Wassa matta luv? Ain got no umpf in those thrusts." she goads.

Attacking again with a riposte, she finds the single lone enemy's defenses were as ironclad as hers.
She was beginning to get mad.....

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Felyx coordinates everything in only a few seconds, the machine spirit greatly enhancing his abilities. "Major disturbances are being in the South West - caution is being advised" he says via the vox units nearest the team.

In the garage, the repair servitor shoots a devastatingly hard fist toward the slave. The cultist, preoccupied with Donna's attacks, fails to dodge the incoming blow. The fist pulverises his ribcage, flattening and smashing his torso to bloody gibblets as the man falls to the ground, dying instantly.

At the far end of the room, the combat servitor rushes one of the pinned slaves. The chainaxe on its left arm roared into action, swinging heavily at the enemy. The axe slices like a hot knife through butter from torso to hip diagonally, slicing the man clean in half. The servitor looks on with a blank, dead-eyed stare, as if he is changing the oil on a snow crawler.

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Marius grinned as he felled the first cultist with a spray of buckshot. It seemed that Felyx's ministrations had done wonders for the spread; the old "Mauler" had basically been a melee weapon prior to its tune up, and he couldn't recall the pump-action ever being so smooth. If he'd known, he might have taken less time to aim the bloody thing.

Egil's charge had left Marius with suboptimal lines of fire. He shot a quick prayer to the Emporer and put his faith in his refurbished carapace for a second time as he broke from the cover of his doorway to cross the hall to a new vantage. Taking a brief breath as he slammed his back against the wall of his newfound cover, he swung out and blasted another shell into the nearest cultist taking shelter in a doorway, hoping to catch him lining up another shot. Marius' aim failed him this time.

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Another rumble from the howling gale around the station rattles the walls and ceiling, shaking off dust and making lights flicker. One of the cultists frantically shouts at his allies:

"Just hold them back now - master only needs a little more time..."

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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Thu Feb 07, 2019 12:26 pm

ROUND 5

Initiative Order


13: Egill
13: Lars
10: Slaves/Hereteks
9: Damiel
8: Alistair
7: Donna
5: Felyx
4: Servitors
3: Marius

The heretic was cunning in avoiding his last attack. Egill could also be cunning but he kept his warp powers at bay and trusted in his sword arm. He used the momentum of his sword caused by the dodge to keep the swing going, looping the blade over the back of his left shoulder and bringing it diagonally down at his foes right hand side. Once again, the man dips backwards into the closet, evading the blow.

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As the doors burst open, Lars jumps out of the room. Throwing caution into the air, he runs down the corridor, hoping his footsteps won't be heard over the din of battle, moving as far as possible form the lights. When he gets to the intersection, he peeks out to look into the "east" corridor. It appears he has gone unnoticed - no one looks in Lars' direction, anyway....

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One of the other cultists calls out in response to the other.

"Hold them back? We're fething lunch meat! I'm outta here!" He immediately sprints down a hallway, while his friends follow suit. As the only way out of the closet is through Egill, the panicked cultist inside stabs his knife out again. Unfortunately, his fear seems to have got the best of him as he never makes contact with the blade.

all out attack:
 

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As the enemy slaves flee into the depths of the station, Alistair starts to move after them.

"Enemies disengaging. If we can't catch them, we'll need to watch our backs."

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She was pissed as she eyed the servitor who took all her gory glory.

"If yew wasn't the cogumn's sex toy I'd gut yew like a fish I would."

Without any hesitation, she barrels off toward where the main combat was going on.

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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Today at 5:34 pm

Egill slaughters the last cultist with one last blow. He slumps backwards into the closet, blood oozing on the floor. The sounds of running footsteps fade into the distance as the cultists run into the basement and down some passageway...

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PostSubject: Re: Blood Moon IC - Chapter 2   Today at 5:41 pm

The warp winds seem to have abated...for now. At the moment, the winds are merely howling and rattling the exterior walls slightly, but nothing out of the ordinary for a fierce snow storm.

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