40kRP: TMC: Chapter 1 - Welcome to the Jungle

[Gree]

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Basiclus eyed the man, he did not seem like the typical follower of Chaos, being of advanced age and wearing an odd-looking device covering one eye. The exitus pistol on the other hand was a problem, but the astartes though he could brave the shell and close in if he had too.

There was also something about that man, something that he could not quite place. It was Basiclus’s guess that he was some sort of covert inquisitional agent of some sort, doing some bidding for his master.

He was startled by the presence of another astartes, not of his chapter. An Ultramarine librarian, he recognized, seeing the armor and rank badges. ‘’Well, it seems that we have ourselves in quite a bind here’ Basiclus spoke carefully, still not moving.

‘’As for you, information? I am to guess you are some sort of Inquisitorial agent?’’ the marine captain inquired.

 

[Dark Lord Nihilus]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

+System Reboot……+
-Unauthorized access of central power terminal. Immediate relapse imminent.-
+Corrupted data files detected. Scanning and reformatting data bank 01A54C…..+
-Systems recognize unauthorized activation of sentries Alpha-Five-Gamma-Nine-Nine-Four-Eight-Tset. Synchronizing Ocular input-
+System override activated. Terminating data bank 01A54C reformat….+
-Ocular input terminated from source before synchronization was completed. Central cognitive matrix delineates a probability of 99% of intrusion-
+Data bank 01A54C reformat terminated. Activating emergency reversion….+
+Ocular input initiated+
*Error “sonar” scanners activated*
+Catastrophic data file corruption detected. System failure immine….+

+……Reboot+
-Intruders identified as six Class 7 Pariahs-
+Reversion in T minus 10+
*Corrupted data files reformatted*
+T minus 9+
-Intruder detected upon outer sectors. Identifying intruder….-
+T minus 8+
*Unidentified intruder pinged by sentries Alpha-Five-Gamma-Nine-Nine-Four-Eight-Tset. Sentries suffered extensive damage. Reformatting sentry data bank 599843Q9R….*
+T minus 7+
*Reformat complete. Uploading data bank 599843Q9R contents….*
+T minus 6+
-Extensive scanning assert the usage of a cloaking device by unidentified intruder. Initializing phase scanner…-
+T minus 5+
*Data bank 599843Q9R contents received*
+T minus 4+
-Phase scanner image three dimensional image generated. Cross referencing matter displacement image with data files…-
+T minus 3+
*Data bank 599843Q9R video feeds corrupted. Unable to reformat. Terminating…*
+T minus 2+
-Superimposing matter displacement image upon relevant files…-
+T minus 1+
-Intruder identified as a member of the Tau using cloaking technology-
+Initiate+

The mechanism opened with a sibilant hiss. Superheated air vacated the smooth, metal sarcophagus. A web of interlacing energy conduits, data feeds, and assorted pipes parted. Photoreceptors flickered to life. Lord Kriyoset rose and stalker forth from the stasis chamber into the central terminal. Six pariah stood waiting. They had awakened him from his eon long stasis. The gods called him to service once more, and he was all to willing to serve. His fist clenched, the ghost echoes of machine memory as he sought his weapon, Khar`lek. An data feed identified his weapon and initiated a deep scan through the known data banks. In a moment his weapons location was determined. It rested within a dormant Necron post near the southern pole, no more than a single scantily armed edifice containing his weapon.

Once he would have longed for the presence of his mighty weapon Khar`lek, the heavily modified warscythe with which he had slaughtered thousands in the name of the star gods. Yet he was filled with the apathy of an automaton.

His cape snapped as he strode relentless, Pariahs at hand, to the tomb complex entrance, wordlessly urging the tomb back to life. Hundreds of Necrons were brought online. Tomb Spyders saw to the needs of the tomb, and scores of scarabs swarmed the corridors.

The intruder would be dealt with. His weapon would be retrieved. His master’s dreams realized.

 

[Arion]

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Na’ske sat at the top of the hill, considering the Eldar’s reply.
“It seems your preliminary goals are the same as mine, expect aid inside the complex.”

He watched as they paused to receive this message, then began to roll down the hill, the small cloud of snow he created mixing indistinguishably into the storm. He stopped about 100m from the outpost and gazed around, his rifle following his eyes. He then flicked his Hunters eye into thermal recognition, and seeing no patrols, began to sprint towards the wall, his target, a ventilation shaft. Upon reaching it he lay against the wall, buried in snow and again surveyed his surroundings, while Oto’kais dismantled the covering on the shaft. Again, nothing seemed amiss. He climbed into the shaft soundlessly and waited until the drone closed the mesh behind him.

The time inside the shaft, crawling slowly so as not to make the metal bang and resonate seemed to stretch for triple the amount of time it actually took. The constant humming from some arcane advice did not help neither did the small, yet painful rivets set periodically into the steel. Judging by generic human design he should be quite close to the main terminal. Spying an opening he moved above it and peered down.

Suddenly a pariah marched underneath him.
“What the hell are they doing here?”
Swift and silent as a snake, as befitted his name, he jumped behind it and severed its head. A thin tendril extended from his hand and inserted itself into the skull, downloading a map of the complex. As expected, he was very close, in fact, only around the corner.

Moving silently as a furtive mouse, Na’ske proceeded down the well-lit, yet featureless corridor. Looking around the corner, he saw two normal Necrons standing guard beside a door, the windows of which we dark.

He made a decision, rolling behind the left guard for cover, as it turned around he smashed his rifle but into the chin of the Necron, before grappling its shoulders and kneeing the gun out of its hands and kicked the guard down. Throwing his gun into the other necrons face he pulled out the electromagnetic knife and quickly disabled both guards. As he turned, a Pariah walked through the doors, and was met by a knife between the eyes.

Na’ske stood up, and suddenly realised there was a great pain in his leg and noticed his armour was smoking. He limped over to retrieve his knife, but when he pulled it out, he noticed it was shattered; obviously the Pariahs were slightly tougher than he thought. Noticing a funny sheath on the Pariah’s leg, he pulled it off and buckled it on, a knife was better than no knife.

He walked into the terminal room, and set himself to guarding the entrance, while Oto’kais downloaded information from a computer. Outside, he could hear the sounds of a battle. That would be the eldar.

His musings were interrupted by a worried message from Oto’kais,
“Na’ske, look at this, it seems that there is an entire crypt underneath this establishment, and they’ve woken up, it seems they are in search of a weapon at the south pole, and also for you, somehow they’ve picked us up, and they are coming, we have to get out now!”

“Ok, ****!, have you got their info on the bomb?”

“Yes, lets go, now”

He typed in a few last words into the system.
“That should shut down their weapon-defense systems and give the Eldar some breathing space.”

A hiss sounded behind him and Na’ske began running, he leapt up into the ventilation shaft and crawled as fast as he could, before rolling into the snow outside. Skirting the base, he began to move in the direction of the eldar, they deserved some warning, and they might provide fire support.

“Reyn13, I want an immediate evac, I have been detected by an army and the situation is not looking pretty.”
“Affirmitive.”

As he rounded the base, he noticed a necron lord marching at the head of a stream of troops coming from a concealed entrance. And then it looked at him…

 

[cripple]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

The screech of the retro-thrusters drowned out everything else. It had doubtless seen millenia of conflict- one millenia too many, if one could make assumptions on the fact that the ride down was jarring enough to lift several small objects out of his pockets. And by the fact that for the first part of their descent, he and his retinue, not to mention the pilot, had to wear vac-suits, due to malfunctioning seals. It was doubtful if the craft could make it back out of the atmosphere again.

With a resounding crash, the ship made impact. Tallum was jostled as the ship was slowly halted by the canopy of trees.
well, that was eventful. i'd better check on the others
Grunting as he stood up, Tallum made his way across the uneven floor to the compartement where he knew his retinue would be waiting.

"Sir" said Farden "We've got a casualty sir, otherwise the rest of us are unharmed"
Farden was an ex-arbite. Once a protector of Imperial law, he had deserted when he could no longer reconcile the actions of the planetary government with the sense of justice he had been taught. He had learned that lesson well enough, but apparently the mantra of absolute obediance hadn't had such fertile ground. He still kept the habit of calling his superiors "sirs" though.

The casualty in question was a young women, lying on the floor. She was dressed in standard imperial guard combat fatigues. Her brown hair was stained red with blood from a nasty head wound obviously obtained during the descent.

"ahhh... poor kienda. That makes one less of us..." replied a thin man wrapped in a black greatcoat. His eyes were shallow pits, as if they had been burned away. Which, as a matter of fact, they had been. For Corran was a psyker, and, as was the Imperial doctrine, had undergone the soul binding.

"Enough of this, sir, let's just leave this place as fast as we can, it won't be long before the Imperials notice something is wrong" Said a stern, squat man in a commissar's overcoat. Whether or not Kadus had ever been a commissar, noone knew, but he seemed to always wear that greatcoat. Besides, it wasn't in the nature of Tallum to ask much about those who accompanied them.

"Sorry I couldn't fly this thing better, but it's been several years since I've touched the controls of a drop-ship, and never one this old."


"That's perfectly fine" responded Tallum. "We're here, and with minimal casualties. Now, as you requested, we'll move out immediately"

"but sir what about... her?" Farden asked hurridely. There was an undertone of shock and grief in his voice.
"we can't leave her here, can we? We should bury here, I mean... it's not right if she gets torn to pieces by animals.

"I don't intend to let that happen, dear Faden. You'll see soon enough. Now, come on!"

The four left the dropship into a scene of devastation. For almost a mile the shuttle had carved a fiery path through the jungle. Apparently whatever programming which was meant to stop its retrothrusters from firing when not needed had stop functioning, judging by the whooshing sounds that could be heard behind them.

"And now, we flee, I don't want to know what kind of predators... nonsentient or otherwise... might be attracted by the blaze of our... transport being engulfed in flames. Remember, if we meet anyone, let me do the talking. "

 

[nodmanmatt]

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Stormsong made her way through the jungles, quickly but quietly leaping from tree to tree.

She hadn't been travelling long when there was...something, she didn't know what it was and had felt it more than heard it. Somewhere close by something had caused greater ripples in her mind than the various beasts of Moirdivan. The sensation was still there, distantly, and Stormsong's curiosity now drove her to find it's source. She idly wondered if it was the trick of some cunning creature, trying to draw in prey like her.

As she continued on, the smell of smoke began to fill her senses. A fire? Not the sort of thing Stormsong would expect to find in this environment. It was too damp to occur naturally, and any fire-breather living in this jungle would soon see it's home disappear. Stormsong's curiosity heightened and she picked up her pace.

Only a few minutes later she stopped short, crouching on a high branch. What she had found wasn't the source of the ripple of thought she could feel, but had at least confirmed it's origins. Stormsong watched impassively at the wreckage consumed by flames, feeling its intense heat on her body, though her suit dulled it slightly. Enough of it yet survived that she could tell it was of human construction. It was ugly and dull, and Stormsong wasn't in the least surprised by the trail of scorched earth behind it. What surprised her was that the thing had managed to fly in the first place.

Hopping off of the branch, Stormsong sauntered up to the blaze. She played with the fire for a few moments; ducking and weaving with the flames, following their flow. Then she remembered the feeling in the back of her mind and leapt back, chastising herself for getting distracted so easily. She was too old to be getting fascinated by fire.

Focusing on the feeling again, she realised it had moved. It was still moving, and though she had closed the distance somewhat it was getting ahead of her again.

Stormsong frowned. She had work to do, but this was hard to ignore. What would humans be doing, landing a ship in the middle of nowhere, burning it, and simply walking off into a jungle fraught with danger? What did they know of that would lead them to this place?

Stormsong couldn't deny the possibility that the Great Enemy was at work. Then, investigating the feeling, or rather the humans, wasn't just for her own curiosity; it was her task to end the plans of Chaos wherever they came about.

Satisfied with her justification, the harlequin eagerly took off. With her holo-suit set to camouflage her amidst the planet life, she could observe the humans closely.

 

[Trevy the Great]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

Prexis ran through the snow towards the Necron base. Dozens of skeletal, metalic warriors swarmed out from within it and the fact that the majority of the installation may not be guarded with as many warriors gave him the perfect chance to enter. Switching his enhanced helmet sensors to a dentiy scanner, he found a small door buried on under snow on the far side of the installation from the Necron force. Throwing caution to the wind, Prexis switched his feild generator to a short-range energy sheild, giving him maximised protection against any base defenses but revealing him to any psykers around. A single shot from his plasma pistol was enough to melt the ice and snow baring his way, and he could quickly cut through the door with his power sword. The door swung open easily, it's locks and hinges burnt away and Prexis slipped quickly through. Behind him, the living metal of the door repaired itself and locked behind him, trapping him within the dark tomb.
Switching his autosenses to nightvision, Prexis could clearly make out dark, empty halls inscribed with arcane runes and symbols. He sheathed his power sword; it's disruptive glow would give him away; and instead readied his bolter, shutting off the glowing Plasma core and affixing a silencer ot the massive weapon. So prepared he headed down the dark halls deeper into the tomb.

 

[Boo]

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"Dropping out in four."
The vox channel blurred for a moment, and then went silent. Allectus Boeri rose from his chair and headed for the launch bay, he was already dressed in his power armour and had all his weapons on him. He carried his "maximus" pattern helmet underneath his right arm. His face resolute and stern.
"50 years." He thought, Allectus Boeris massive body pushed aside a small servitor that got in his way. "50 long years, through all false hope I've finally found you." He entered the launch bay and was greeted by his loyal battle brothers, all ready for fighting.

The "Flight of Medusa" entered real space, shutting off it's Gellar Field, as the Imperial Firestorm class frigate slowed down. The planet of Moirdivan came to view as the image was transmitted to a screen in the launch bay. Allectus Boeri turned towards the 15 men standing at attention in front of him.
The vox blurred again.
"We've picked up reading of several other ships, two imperial of which one is a battle barge belonging to the Eagle Claws chapter. We also picked up readings of xeno battleship, unknown race and also..." There was a brief pause. "The warmaster's Fist."
Allectus gave a faint smile, a sight rarely seen on this acrimonious mans face.
"For 50 years we have searched. 50 years of strife and mischief, and finally we have found him. The intel was correct. Finally we bring the emperors retribution and the vengeance of Theodamas to this wretched sorcerer!"
There was a cheer from his troops.
"Hail the astartes battleships." Allectus demanded.

 

[Get of W'soran]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

Captain Relarius was muttering to himself when he was called over by a junior officer
"Sir! Incoming message, auditory sir!
Relarius made his way quickly to the young officers side, after listening to the short message he muttered
"-More- Marines"
Then in a louder voice
"Patch through to the Librarian's Vox...this message is clearly intended for him"

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Ademus was still pointing his gun at snake when he suddenly recieved a message through his vox
""Greetings fellow Astartes brothers. My name is Allectus Boeri of the Sanguine Lamenters. I request to speak to your commander." said the message.
Frowning for a moment Ademus sent his response
This is Epistolary Ademus Verdai of the Ultramarines, I lead a small team of my fellow brethern on this planet. I am here with the commander of the eagle claws forces here. We are currently in the Headquarters at the Vice-Regents city. If you wish to meet up with us you will have to come to the planet...and welcome brothers. he replied through his vox.

Returning to the situation at hand Ademus thought it might be slightly embaressing if these other Astartes met him in such a situation, deciding he wasn't helping any he holstered his own bolt pistol.
He was doubtful the man could take out two Astartes anyway, even unarmed, and if worst came to worst the librarian was quite ready to use his psyker abilities to deal with the stranger.
"Inquisition you think brother? Then hostilites clearly are unrequired." said Ademus smoothly and politely.
However he did not put away his staff.

 

[Gree]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

''Greetings fellow Astartes brothers. My name is Allectus Boeri of the Sanguine Lamenters. I request to speak to your commander." Basiclus listended.

''Well I don't believe I have heard of that chapter, hmmmmm, well it seems that we will be having more to brief'' The mairne captain said. He looked at the strange man. ''I will have no grudge aginst you, you do not seem like the heretical type. so I belieive that we might walk away with both of our lives, nameless one?'' the mairne captain suggested.

 

[cripple]

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"sir!" Corran whispered hastily in Tallum's ear.
They had walked almost two kilometers from their landing site by this time. Corran had moved up to Tallum, who had been walking at the front of the party. They ground they walked on was scorched, yet just up ahead lay the untouched forest.

"I'm sensing the presence of a psyker, one, maybe more behind us"
Corran said quickly
"I... I don't think they're human".

Tallum rubbed his chin, as he often did when in thought.

He abruptly turned around and began to address the jungle behind them

"I know you're following us, come out and let us have a civil discussion. Or perhaps an exchange of bullets, if that is what you prefer."

 

[Boo]

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Allectus climbed in to a waiting thunderhawk, his marines already inside. "Have you localised the source of the transmission?"
"Yes sir, we have a positive fix on the planets surface, transmitting coordinates to the thunderhawk now." The captains voice was calm, but still nervous. Allectus had been watching him and the man was getting a little too jumpy. Ever since the last encounter with chaos he had been sometimes behaving irregularly. But there were greater tasks at hand, the captain could be dealt with later.
There was a quiet thump as the thunderhawks doors were shut behind him. The launchbay's doors were opened and the thunderhawk took of. The interior was swathed in red light as the craft descended towards the planet. Putting on his helmet he uttered a silent prayer and a promise, that he would bring the responsible for the destruction of Theodamas to justice.
"A librarian." He thought to himself. "That's good, very good. He is just the person I need."

As the thunderhawk entered Moirdivans atmosphere the craft began to shake. It raced through the clouds and a sea of green greeted them. The thunderhawk steadied and it's speed increased, the engines roaring at almost unbearable levels. This did not bother the marines inside, as the only thing that occupied their minds was revenge.
Allectus opened his vox channel.
"Send a standard greeting message to whom-ever is in charge down there, tell them that we are making planetfall. I do not wish to be fired upon."

A large city came to view as the thunderhawk roared across the forest. The craft slowed down as they flew in over the city.
"Take her down where ever you deem it worth."

 

[nodmanmatt]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

The human was speaking. What's more he was speaking to her, which had Stormsong quite taken aback. She knew the quiet one was a psyker, but in her experience psykers tended to look over her shadowed mind. He was good. For a human.

Stormsong debated with herself for a moment, then stepped out from the lush greenery, deactivating her holo-suit. She stood a good distance apart from the human party and eyed them silently. Then she smiled, as did her mask, and gave a sweeping bow,

"Here I am, plain to see." Stormsong paused, again surprised, this time by the human words she spoke. She always forgot how bitter their language tasted. "Your unknown stalker from beyond eye's sight stands before you, as an adversary without claws."

She rose again to her full height, eyes fixed on the man who had addressed her and who seemed to be the leader. He felt a lot older than he looked.

"You have the greetings of a servant of the Great Harlequin," Her gaze shifted briefly to the psyker, "as well as her applause" Stormsong clapped her hands softly to illustrate the point, "and her curiosity."

 

[Gree]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

The man stuided Basiclus. ''If you want to think I'm inquisiton, then that's for you.'' he said. ''however I can tell you, I'm loyal to the throne'' he said gruffly before leaping back into the shadows. As he did so Basiclus and the librarian rushed forward to the spot were he was, but there was nothing.

''That was very odd. The Marine captain mused. Suddenly his vox beeped. ''Brother-Captain, we have reports of an uprising in a city near here, first reports identify them as servents of Chaos!'' it was one of his marines. Basiclus's face hardened. He turned ot the Ultramarine.

''I am afirad I have to leave now, feel free to join my in the destruciton of the heretics'' he said before striding out to rejoin his company.

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The snow was crushed under the heavy feet of the Black legion scouts. Nuerta looked around, Sniffing his nose in the air. He looked around in the cold enviorment his group was in. ''Let us move on, the warp wispers some intresting developments to me'' the chaos marine hissed before he singaled his group to move on.

 

[Get of W'soran]

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"How strange...I can't sense him...hmmm" said Ademus then turning he glanced at the other man in the room

"Baron...I'm sorry but I believe I have company arriving to the city...more of my brethern Astartes"

At this Lenk paled slightly hearing of the arrival of even more marines.

"I may be in your city for another while...if you wish to find me you can reach me by vox" the Librarian said before leaving the building.

Once outside with his terminators following Ademus glanced around searching for the other chapter that had arrived.

Sending a message over all the channels on his vox he hoped his brothers would hear him

"This is Epistolary Ademus Verdai of the Ultramarines, I am currently outside the Baron's headquarters in his city. If you have came planet-side then I shall await your arrival

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A few feet away the man in the long coat smiled coldly as he saw the Librarian come back out of the barons building.
From here he could sense the mans psyker talent.

Carefully, as to avoid detection, he sent his own message to those who accompanied him
Leave the city he sent mentally.

Then striding away into the shadows he waited.

 

[Boo]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

"Intercepting a message Captain." The thunderhawk pilot said.
"Right, patch it through."
Allectus slowly nodded as he heard Librarian Ademus Verdais message. He turned to the pilot and said.
"Take us down by that building." The pilot nodded and the thundderhawk slowed down, before landing in a public square. Apparently as the spacemarines of the Sanguine Lamenters stepped out, people fled from the scene screaming, it seemed like the did not know that they were coming. Allectus frowned.
"However, this matters not." He thought to himself. He addressed his marines.
"Let's find the ultramarines and maybe they can help us asses the situation and maybe bring us up to speed on what's going on." As they began to stride through the city people was getting rather curious about who these newcomers where. They had all heard the legends of the angels of death but none had seen them in real life. Understandably, some were afraid. Allectus walked up towards a guardsman pointing at him to stop him from walking away.
"You there! Where is the Baron headquarters? Show us the way now!"

The man didn't say anything, he looked to be out of breath but never the less he began to show them the way. After a short while the Sanguine Lamenters found their way through the city and came upon a small aquila lander and the 5 terminators guarding it.
"Greetings Brothers. I am Captain Allectus Boeri of the Sanguine Lamenters. Where can I find Epistolary Ademus Verdai?"

 

[Get of W'soran]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

The terminators turned to each other and in the following silence the were obviously talking via vox.
Then one turned to Allectus and saluted him before speaking.
"Greetings Sir...The Epistolary shall be along shortly"

After a few moments a figure wearing the armour of the Librarians came out of the lander
"Apologies Captain for keeping you waiting. Its a pleasure at last to meet you, I have awaited your arrival with much anticipation"

Gesturing towards the Barons headquarters he continued
"Our fellow Astartes captain of the Eagle Claws has left with his men to fight a rebellion in another city...this planet is truely a cesspit of hostile activity" Ademus said with a slight frown.

Shaking his head faintly Ademus sighed
"There are also reports of various Xenos in the area, along with a traitor legions."

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The man played with his glasses smirking slightly as more marines joined up with the Librarian
Well well...this is getting interesting

 

[Boo]

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"My lord Librarian."
Allectus bowed before Ademus and removed his helmet.
"I've come to this planet with a purpose, and it's to find the Chaos Sorceror Ashram Nightshroud. But I shall lend my aid to you, if you will also aid me? Because it seems that our two missions are almost one and the same."

He looked around himself.
"The xeno's shall be purged and the heretics routed. I think that we shall leave the Eagle Claws to deal with this uprising, it would be rude of us to steal his honor in killing them."
Allectus smiled.
"Well, what do you propose that we do now?"

 

[Get of W'soran]

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A Sorcerer? One of the traitor librarians perhaps he thought to himself before answering

"I will of course be happy to help you destroy those who misuse the power of the warp" the Librarian promised.

"As to what we do now...I believe it would be prudent if we..." the Librarian dragged off as a man approached.

The man stood at about 5"11 feet and was quite slim, he had long blonde hair and wore glasses, his clothing consisted of simple garments with a black longcoat over them.

"S..sirs...I request your help! Me and my friends were attacked just outside the city limits by a group of fools sprouting heretic nonsense, something to do with gods or warp gods or something! They called the emperor false! exclaimed the newcomer who was obviously quite nervous although mere mortals were often nervous in the company of the Astartes.

Ademus reached towards the mans mind and sensed great fear there along with the single thought
Please help me, please help my friends! being repeated over and over agian.

The man must be in shock thought the Librarian.

"You should ask the local guards to deal with this...we have no time for a few rebels...I'm sorry"

The man shook his head wildly

"Nono you don't understand one of them killed my friend! He waved his hand and there was a flash of light and that was it! I didn't see any weapons! Please the guard can't handle this!" the man almost wailed.

"Sorcerer?" hissed Ademus glancing at the Captain beside him.

"This way!!! Please help us! I need to help my friends" screamed the man sounding almost mad, then suddenly he ran off towards the city exits.

Ademus looked at Allectus
"What do you want to do? This man could be speaking nonsense but then how else would he know of the warp? Also if theres a sorcerer..." the Librarian trailed off waiting for the captains response.

 

[Boo]

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"Sorcerer" Allectus hissed.

"It may seem highly unlikely that this may be the sorcerer that I've been looking for all these years. But it's so far the only thing that we've got to go on. Unless this man is clearly mad, how would he else know of the warp, unless he also is a heretic. Alas, it seems unlikely that he would have approached us if he were."
He paused for a second.
"But I say we go and have a look."

Allectus put on his helmet. "You stay here and guard the thunderhawk, but Brother Heobern you come with us." One of the sternguard hefted his bolter and nodded.
"Purge the wicked, I'll go with you captain."

Allectus turned to Ademus.
"Lead the way, we'll follow."

Ademus did not waste any time and ordered two of his terminators to follow them. The man in the the glasses seemed to get encouraged by the presence of the astartes and led them through the city.

After a short walk they came upon a gate which was guarded by a few guardsmen. Ademus ordered them to open the gate and let the through. They obeyed without hesitation, for who were they to question one of the astartes? As soon as they got outside the city walls, the man in glasses started running towards the treeline a few hundred meters away.

"He seems to be in a hurry, brother captain. What has gotten in to this man? First he was so afraid of what happened and now he can't wait to get us there?" It was Hoebern over the vox.

"Only time will tell brother. I have my suspicions too, but we'll see where this takes us."

 

[Get of W'soran]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

The five Astartes followed the man for fifteen minutes into a clearing through some dense plant growth.

"Stop!" commanded the captain causing the man to halt and turn around dry-washing his hands nervously.
"A body" said the captain gesturing to the left.
"Relus!" shouting the man who ran over to the corpse and kneeling beside it began to cry.
"Must be one of his friends" observed the Librarian.

After a moment there was a russel in the foilage behind them, spinning around the five marines turned to see Three men in power armour and as tall as themselves walk into the clearing.
"Thousand sons" snarled Ademus
"But...where is the sorcerer?" asked Allectus
"Why hes right behind you" hissed a distorted voice

The Captain and Librarian spun around to see a Sorcerer of the Thousand sons standing where the crying man had been and in his hand was a staff engraved with a giant eye.
"You! This was all a trick" growled the librarian
The sorcerer bowed mockingly
"Did you like my preformance? The acting may have been sub-par but atleast sorcery granted me a fitting costume!"

Ademus suddenly sensed a flux in the warp as the sorcerer vanished from sight only to reappear behind his own marines.
"My name is Akharin and as you have no doubt guessed I am a Sorcerer-Lord of the Thousand Sons."
"I don't care what your name is!" hissed Ademus as he threw out his arm and warp lightning flew towards the sorcerer but only to be knocked aside by an invisible force.

"Tut tut...well that was impolite...hmm...but I am forgiving so I;ll make you an offer. Kill your friends there Librarian and I will show you the true power of the warp and the beings that reside there...how about it?"

"Heretic fool! I would die before doing such a traitorous deed!"

The sorcerer shook his head
"Even in 10,000 years you ultramarines are just as boring...very well then you will all die"

And the thousand sons opened fire.

 

[Boo]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

Allectus threw himself behind the trunk of a large tree and saw Hoebern and Ademus do the same thing. The thousand sons marines kept up the fire upon the terminators, which did not hesitate to open fire themselves, their stormbolters started bulging out death upon the heretics.

One traitor was hit between his helmet and the chest, knocking him over but as soon as he hit the ground he staggered back to his feet. The boltershells did not manage to harm either of the terminators as they began advancing upon the traitors, shots richocheting of their tactical dreadnought armour.

"Hoebern" Screamed Allectus. "Arm yourself with vengeance rounds!"
"Affirmative, brother captain." The sternguard veteran opened fire and brought down one of the thousand sons, and this time he did not get up on his feet again. But his bolter jammed, getting almost too hot for the marine to hold it.

Allectus peered around the tree and quickly withdrew his head as a boltershell impacted where his head had been a moment ago.
"Cursed traitors! They are in the way of my revenge! And this is not even the right sorcerer!" He thought to himself. "But they shall be purged never the less."

"Maintain attack formation!" He bellowed and leaped forward drawing his power sword.

The sorcerer were laughing maniacally and sent bolts of warp lightning towards the terminators, engulfing them in purple light. But as he stopped the marines were still standing pouring their rounds into the thousand sons ahead of them. A shield of some sort were in front of them, protecting them from the psychic attack.

The terminators were now engaging one of the thousand sons in close combat, the traitor still firing his bolter as the power fists tore him limb from limb. Hoebern got hit in the shoulder and fell to his knees, cursing.

 

[Get of W'soran]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

Ademus saw the sorcerer turn his head to glance at the injured Hoebern, in a smooth movement the traitorous Psyker had withdrawn his plasma pistol and pointed it at the hurt marine.
Throwing himself forward Ademus stumbled his way to stand infront of Heobern just as the sorcerer fired the first shot, but the Librarian had already created a shield to block the blast although the heat of it still washed over the Psyker, even through his armour.

He saw the sorcerer tilt his head slightly then fire another shot only this time a blast of multi-coloured light flew from his staff as well. Ademus grunted as the strikes hit his Psychic shield.

"Captain...the last thousand sons...command all terminators to engage in close combat, the rubric marine isn't a real living person and he thrives on ranged combat!" shouted Ademus his voice strained

Even as Allectus give the order the last thousand son hit one of the ultramarine terminators with a bolt to the head which tore apart his helmet, killing him instantly.

The remaining terminators slaughtered the traitor marine with claw and sword.

Then Akharin laughed and put away his pistol and attached the staff to the back of his armour
"Good show! You only lost one soldier...I'm impressed brothers" said the sorcerer
"We're no brothers to you traitor!" snarled Hoeburn still on his knees.
"We are brethern! Despite what you think. Well regardless I have other matters to attend to! So this is farewell" he replied and with clap of his hand he vanished into the warp.

But Ademus was not so easily deterred
"I shall return soon captain" he said quietly and then reaching into warp he grasped the power there and followed the heretic.

Ademus teleported to the other side of the woods to see the Sorcerer walking off casually
"Turn around scum and face your judgement!" growled the marine.

Stopping Akharin turned around apparently surprised
"My my...I hadn't forseen this!" he exclaimed
"Really? Then how about this?" replied Ademus

With a flick of his wrist the Librarian threw a bolt of lightning at the sorcerer, who quickly unsheathed his sword and held in a guard position, the lightning stuck the blade with seemingly no ill effect.
The sorcerer cackled

"No psychic attack can pass the warp blade my ignorant friend!" taunted the Sorcerer.

Snarling angrily Ademus jumped forward swinging his staff, and enforcing it with all of his Psyker might, at Akharin who promptly blocked it with his warp sword. As the weapons met the sorcerer hissed and fell back.

"Even against this blade you still managed to hurt me with your powers...I'm impressed...but I really don't have time for this. Join me and I will show you the path to make even the Chief Librarians of the Imperium look like mere acolytes!"

"Never you blasphemous fool! Ademus retorted

"Fine! Then suffer the same fate as your corpse god!"

With that Akharin jumped forward swinging the blade at the Librarian, who managed to jump back so the blade only scored his armour.

He only just saw the Sorcerers other hand flick a blast of intense light at him.
In desperation Ademus threw himself into the warp.

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Captain Allectus stood in the clearing whilst his men where checked for injury, he was about to send one of the marines to search for the Librarian when out of nowhere Ademus came flying through the air to smash into the ground.
His Armour was schorced with burn marks and a large scoring ran across its chestplate. However there was no physical wound on him.
Suddenly the Librarian opened his eyes and smiled faintly

"Well that went better than I had thought"

 

[cripple]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

Tallum chuckled.

"It seems like we cannot escape scrutiny no matter where we go"

"Very well, you ask why I am here, I respond that I do not know why myself. Call it... an urge. There is something that I must do here... and I know not what it is.?"

"And now, if you are feeling generous enough, could you return the favor, eldar?"

 

[nodmanmatt]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

Stormsong's smile dropped at the human's question, "Here lies a mighty engine of war laid to rest long before The Coming of Chaos. As the Silvered Host stirs in the frozen death above us, so to does their engine."

The harlequin began to walk closer to the group, carefully keeping her hands away from her weapons. Two of the humans looked the trigger-happy type.

"The Great Enemy is also drawn to this planet that humans name Moirdivan. It is watching closely, preparing it's storm. It will entice reality to it's whims. Urge you forward. Fill your mind with the thoughts of others. Whisper in your ear" Stormsong watched closely for a reaction. She couldn't tell of any surface taint, but there was something about the man...

"So, human who follows his impulse, to where is it that you hope to wander? The company of your kin? The depths of the wild land?"

 

[cripple]

RE: 40kRP: TMC: Chapter One - Welcome to the Jungle

He shrugged. "Warpdamnit if I know. I'm going wherever fate decides to take me. She hasn't betrayed me yet."

"perhaps I'll find something here.... I'm not enlightened enough to know."