Deathwatch - A Prize Most Valuable (IC)

[The Commander]

OOC (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=170741)

(Spoilering to make things easier to read)

Then:
Months. It had been months since you boarded the black painted thunderhawks of Deathwatch which had in turn ferried you to frigates of great speed and subtlety. You had spent a short time aboard these ships, it's crew of oath-sworn serfs and servitors respectful to you, however silent to any and all questions of time and locations passed. Occasionally you sparred or drilled with the handful of Deathwatch Marines on board, some of which had been from your chapter, however they too remained silent for the most part. Despite not seeing the great Jericho-Maw Warp Gate, you were alerted to it's presence by klaxons and vox alerts and the sudden feeling of being suddenly somewhere else across the galaxy. Despite your training and hardened resolve, it is still somewhat unsettling, especially without the aid of the ship's Gellar Field. The klaxons and vox alerts continue for a short time, signalling the ship's transit through the Well of Night: the deadly area of space in which no ship save for the cruiser class warship of the Adeptus Mechanicus, used as a relay point for passing ships, should tarry for too long. Some time after the klaxons had died down and the ship returned to normal duties, you hear an announcement that you have reached Watch Fortress Erioch: the grand space bastion that serves as Deathwatch's headquarters, it's exact location only known to a few dozen navigators and trusted captains.

Disembarking from the ship is the final reminder that you have left your old life in your old chapter behind; perhaps temporarily, perhaps permanently. Other recruits from various Chapters disembark with you and you are led to a small assembly area next to the void dock. You steel yourself as a large Deathwatch Marine approaches you moments after you have all been accounted for. An Ultramarines emblem engraved on his right shoulder pauldron, the rest of his armor black and his left arm silver incorporated with the Deathwatch emblem; signifying his membership to Deathwatch. His voice is booming and his face shows years of battle scars and faded memories.

"I am Watch Captain Ticanus. I have been assigned to oversee your training into Deathwatch. It is I who forwarded your names for recruitment to the Watch Commanders, if not your Chapter Masters. Leave your past behind, but do not forget it! For you past has shaped you into the warrior you are today. Some of you may not survive the challenges of training. Some of you may not survive long enough to return to your Chapters. But rest assured Brothers, should you fall, your gene-seed shall live on and be sent back to your Chapter so that more warriors may rise from your remains. You were summoned here for your exceptional faith, skill and physical abilities, however you are but neophytes to me. It is my hope that through your training we will forge you into something far greater. It is my hope that through your training you will become an even greater force against the enemies of Man. It is my hope that through your training you will be reborn... Deathwatch." The Watch Captain let's those words hang in the air for a moment. "Gather what possessions you have, serfs will show you all to your quarters. You will then be assembled in Training Hall B to begin your training. Welcome to Deathwatch Brothers."

After being led away and shown your quarters, which is nothing more than a small room with a raised stone platform for a bed and housings for weapons, armor and keepsakes, you and the rest of the recruits, which had also been housed next to you, made your way to Training Hall B.

What you experienced during training is best left untold. What you thought were ardous trials beforehand to merely join the Adeptus Astartes were trivial compared to the trials of Deathwatch training. Long weeks you were forced to study countless varients of Xenos without sleep or sustinance. Live combat simulations were you had nothing but a combat knife to battle some deadly Death world creature. Countless days you spent drilling with your fellow recruits in countless combat situations. Not all of your fellow recruits survived and their loss was mourned, only to be replaced with a burning determination to survive where others failed. All of these storms were weathered against you and yet you emerged triumphant. It was a day of great pride for you and the other recruits who survived training to have your armor painted black, the Deathwatch emblem engraved on your left shoulder pauldron, and to be welcomed into the ranks of Deathwatch by your Watch Captain. The final part of your induction into the ranks of Deathwatch was done solely by yourself, as you were brought before the giant adamantine plated doors of the Omega Vault and took the Oath of Vigil. In quiet contemplation upon completion of the Oath, you wondered what lies beyond these sealed vaults, what mysteries they contain and whether or not those mysteries should ever be revealed. You then left the Vault to meditate on your Oath.

Now:
You are all currently eating beside one another in one of Erioch's many refectories. As is tradition, Deathwatch marines of the same rank often eat and drink together, today is no exception. You sit beside the fellow members of your kill-team, which you were quickly assigned to upon completing your Deathwatch Training. Since then you have drilled with them and developed a strong bond of brotherhood of each of them, despite possible rivalries between your Chapters of origin. Some of you have shared stories of your past deeds with your kill-team and others have chosen to remain silent. The food and drink sitting in front of you on the simple iron table is much like everything else you have come to expect from Erioch: minimal, yet adequate for a Deathwatch Marine. You are about halfway through today's meal when a call goes out over the vox system:

'Kill-team Beta Gamma Secundus report to Briefing Theatre C immediately. All members of kill-team Beta Gamma Secundus report to Briefing Theatre C immediately.'

The message repeats itself once, then ceases. Kill-team Beta Gamma Secundus is your kill-team's designation and you respond almost automatically every time you hear it called. You and your brothers quickly finish your meal and make haste to Briefing Theatre C, cleaning servitors taking your plates and cleaning the iron table by the time you leave the refectory. You arrive at Briefing Theatre C, some of you more than eager to begin your first mission, having spent all your time in the Jericho Reach training and studying Xenos and other foul creatures. Watch Captain Ticanus stands at the back of the small Theatre and nods to you as assemble inside in front of him.

"Welcome Brothers. Today is the day you will be given your first mission as part of Deathwatch. Do your duty, remember your training and have faith in the Emperor and you will prevail. But, on to the briefing!"

Ticanus presses a button on a cognitor beside him and a hololith image is projected in front of you. The image itself is that of a planet. Looking closely enough you can make out the tiny specs of ships, both intact and some broken and smashed into hulks of debris. The ships, as far as you can tell, are of Imperial and of the design of Chaos. Brother Weylin instantly recognises the planet as Khazant.

"This is the planet Khazant. A war world located in the Cellebos Warzone. As you may or may not know, the planet, and indeed much of the sector, is contested by the Imperial forces of the Acheros Salient and the forces of Chaos. Up until recently, the planet was under Imperial control; the details of which I will reveal in a moment. Having reclaimed the planet, Imperial forces discovered an excavation site used by forces of Chaos. Within that excavation site they found an artefact of unknown design and immediately contacted their superiors for orders on what to do with the artefact. The issue then became known with the Inquisition who dispatched an Inquisitor and their cadre to Khazant to examine the artefact and extract it if deemed necessary. The last report from the Inquisitor suggests the artefact is of the same design and craftsmanship as the Jericho-Maw Warp Gate." Ticanus let's those words sink in before continuing. "However, before the Inquisitor, their cadre and the artefact could be extracted, the sector came under heavy attack from the forces of Chaos and all contact with Khazant was lost." Ticanus presses another button and the area around the planet begins to fill with hulks of both Imperial and Chaos design with a large number of intact Chaos ships in orbit. "The Inquisitor of the Chamber has decreed that a kill-team be dispatched to the planet with the primary objective of extracting this artefact for study back here at Erioch. Based on reports of the artifact, it is roughly 5 feet high by 2 feet wide by 2 feet deep, weighs 100kg, is rectangular is design and is has a smooth outer layer which is etched with as of yet undeciphered runes." Ticanus presses another button and a roughly created image of the artifact is displayed. Due to the size, design and weight of artifact, you realise that someone is going to have to carry it using both hands, unless some sort of transport can be found. "Your secondary objective is to locate and if possible, rescue the Inquisitor and their cadre for extraction." Another button on the cognitor is pressed and the image of the artifact is replaced with the image of a woman in white carapace armor, alongside her are 4 others, a female assassin, a male psyker, a male guardsman and a tech-priest. Ticanus goes through each of them in turn, listing their personal attributes. "Another secondary objective is to weaken the Chaos forces attacking the planet, through destruction of their armor or assassination of their leaders, for a follow up counter-invasion by Imperial ships of the Acheros Salient. All other objectives are tertiary. Brothers, I need not remind you that some of the Imperial forces may have turned heretic or may sway to the side of Chaos during the mission. Cleanse them if you can, but remember your primary objective. You will be transported to the planet using one of our rapid strike vessels. We have timed your entry to co-incide with a counter attack from space by Imperial forces. This should give our ship the opportunity to enter orbit, dispatch you via drop pod to the planet surface and seek cover before the Chaos forces in orbit can respond to it. Once you have the artefact, place this beacon at a suitable landing sight and we will dispatch a Thunderhawk to extract you. Only place and activate the beacon once you are ready to leave the planet." Ticanus displayed a tube like device and sets it down by the cognitor. "If there are no further questions, Brothers, please elect a mission leader and take your oaths. Assessment of the mission has granted you access to 65 requisition with which to use on weapons and wargear for the mission." Ticanus then pauses and allows you to ask questions.

Summary:
Primary Objective: Locate and extract the artefact from Khazant
Secondary Objective: Rescue Inquisitor Velvo and her cadre for extraction
Secondary Objective: Weaken Chaos forces on the planet
Requisition: 65
Special Gear: Extraction Beacon (this can be attached to the back or belt of any of you and offers no penalties or difficulties to carry and does not require a test to use)
Ask questions now and choose a leader

[Executus]

Sitting in the back throughout the briefing, Charon seems to be a statue, unmoving and hooded in plain robes. Only when the Watch-captain calls for questions, does his head raise slightly. Rumbling from the shadows, he calls out a query, intense hatred evident in his voice. "Have their been confirmed sightings of the vile Traitor marines on Khazant? What type of armored vehicles are the Enemy using and do we have any further intelligence on the opposition forces?"

OOC:

For reference, I usually use bold for spoken word and italics for thoughts. Let me know if that's a problem.

[Calimos]

Azirel, stands up from his place, tall and noble, nodding to his fellow battle-brother and then turns to the Watch Captain, speaking in a calm manner, coinciding with the serenity of his features, who look almost like a statue's carved from an expert craftsman's hand.

"Indeed Captain. Has there been confirmed contact with the vile traitor legions and even more any evidence indicating possible presence of other, viler denizens of the Warp, since you mentioned that we should "weaken their leadership" if possible?

Apart from the opposition is there any additional information on that excavation site which we should secure to obtain the artifact and where is the closest imperial encampment - concentration of allied forces? Any morphological information precluding certain methods of approach, for example low aerial assault via jump pack, to speak for my preferred method of insertion?

Regarding the Inquisitor and her cadre, are we to assume that their last known location was the excavation site or has there been any reason to believe otherwise, if for example a different rendezvous point for extraction had been set for them?

Finally, to adress the last matter, before proceeding to take our oaths prior to our departure, i would say that leadership for this mission should go to the battle brother among us who has evidently displayed the clearest tactical and analytical mind throughout our training, for it's his gift by the Emperor to assess such situations better and coordinate the rest of us effectively to enact our holy duties and carry out the mission. We are all blessed by His grace and it is an honour to be alongside such brave and faithful souls. Yet i know, that despite my eagerness and my prowess in close quarters combat, where i feel His guiding hand on my shoulder and His blade of piety upon my hand, meting out His righteous justice, i am not fit to be a leader.

It is with faith that i temper my inner eagerness to rush into combat and also with great exertion of will that i restrain myself in the thick of it. It is my personal tribulation to endure, my personal test in the eyes of the Emperor. For He has taught me humility through this and my only aspiration is to carry out His divine will. As such, i would propose the choosing of a battle brother possessing the aforementioned qualities and strategic mind for the leader position and i will agree with whomever you choose to appoint".

Azirel then takes his place again, grasping in his palm a small golden icon, shaped like a teardrop, awaiting the responses of his captain and his brothers.

[The Commander]

Ticanus responds to these questions thusly:

"We have unconfirmed reports of the Traitor Legions of the Alpha Legion and the Berserkers of Skatherax in orbit around the planet or on the surface. As for the armor, we again have unconfirmed reports of battle tanks, captured artillery and fighter-bombers. All contact has been lost with the planet, so intelligence is minimal. We believe the Enemy may have set up a base near or in the extraction site of the artefact."

Ticanus punches some commands into the cognitor and the image of the planet is magnified down to a spot on the surface. Having zoomed in, you can see an aerial view of a large excavation site that stretches quite widely and looks somewhat deep; like a large gash in the planet's surface. You can make out excavation equipment and buildings dotted around the site.

"The artefact may already be in Enemy hands. If so, liberate it. As for any further intelligence on the Enemy, aside from the orbital support provided by their warships, we have little else. We have not yet received reports of mutants or Daemons, however I would expect that these foes would remain hidden from most. And yes, Brother Azirel, weaken their leadership. The Enemy must be lead by commanders, it is up to you to find and destroy them if you can. Whether those commanders are simply Traitor Legion commanders or a foul denizen of the Warp, I do not know.

The excavation site has many tunnels dug into its pit which run deep underground." Ticanus presses another button and the image flips to horizontal with a tangled mess of red lines extending from the bottom of the excavation pit into all different directions at various lengths. "One in particular led to a chamber which housed the artefact." Ticanus highlights this tunnel. "However I am sure the Inquisitor would have attempted to move the artefact to a safer location once she knew the planet was under siege. We have no indication of where the artefact might be at this time, however.

As for the closest Imperial encampment, a fort garrison is present nearby and was fully manned at the time of the last transmissions from the planet. The fort garrison is roughly 3 kilometers west of the site and has access to heavy weapons and Chimera transports." Another few buttons are pressed and the image pans across the planet's landscape to a large, grey square situated in the middle of a large plain. Trenches and small bunkers scar the landscape around the fort and you can just barely make out gun emplacements on the fort. "Reports on the strength of this garrison indicate 3 regiments of Imperial Guard with 1 of those regiments patrolling the local area at all times.

Unfortunately there is little advantageous morphological information I can give you, Assault Brother. The site is situated in a large plain devoid of anything worthy of note: most of the natural landscape of this planet has been decimated due to the constant fighting. However it would be possible to initiate a quick, but controlled descent into the site using your jump pack.

The Inquisitor and her cadre had set up camp next to the excavation site and her last transmission placed her and her cadre there. Since the artefact appears to be what the forces of Chaos are after, it is likely that if she were there when the invasion occurred, she would have been captured, killed or fled. It is more likely that she and her cadre would have moved to a more secure or unknown location.

Noted Brother Azirel. Any further questions or do you wish to nominate a leader now?" Ticanus leaves the floor open.

[Daisuke1133]

Svari reviews the information in his mind before asking, "Are there any ciphers, any codes that the Inquisitor and her cadre are known to use, any special frequencies we could monitor to make contact with them?

I agree with Brother Azirel, command of the team should lie with those most experienced with a leadership position."

[The Commander]

"Indeed there is. The Inquisitor of the Chamber has provided us with the ciphers, codes and frequencies used by the Inquisitor and her cadre. Take a moment to study them." Ticanus presses a variety of buttons and soon the image projected by the hololith projectors changes to a list of words, runes and numbers, each corresponding to things or situations likely to need secrecy when transmitting details of them, as well as the frequencies to broadcast them on. You take a moment to make a mental note of these. (Treat Ciphers: Inquisition as a basic skill for this mission).

"A wise decision, but if a leader cannot be nominated, I shall choose one for you."

[Daisuke1133]

Svari commits the information to memory and is glad he thought of this, he did not wish to leave the Inquisitor and her cadre to die without purpose.

"I would nominate Brother Tristan, he has been a very competent leader. And he is the one I trust most in such a position."

[Arcanoi]

Kaeste lets a dry mechanical cackle emanate from his throat. "Dramatically said, Brother Azirel. Perhaps if the Enemy will fall down and bleed merely to platitudes in His Holy Name, you might well be served best merely with a massive voxcaster for war gear. Please do test such a strategy and inform me of your results. I would be very eager to design you just such a weapon, should the need arise. I do, however, agree with the majority of your statement, and Brother Svari makes an excellent point. I likewise would like to forward esteemed Brother Tristan's name, if he would assent to take command."

[Executus]

As the Watch-Captain speaks the names of the Traitor Legions, Charon lets out a grumble. "Emperor give me strength to smite their foulness from this world."

Seeing that the briefing is coming to an end, he raises his prodigious bulk from the bench. His face still hidden by his lowered hood, Charon passes a list of the equipment he requires to a waiting serf and prepares to speak.

"We can determine a detailed strategy enroute, but before that we require a leader. I second Brother Weylin as team leader. All should be able to attest to his leadership skills and his experience with mechanized tactics may be useful against the Enemy's forces. I would also suggest we take an oath of brotherhood or glory. As this is our first mission as a team, we should dedicate ourselves to crushing all who stand against us. What say you, brothers?"

OOC:
Seems I took too long to post. My nomination was made while I typed. :smallamused:

I'm suggesting Oath of the Astartes or Glory.

[Ceridan]

Brother Tristan quietly listens to the briefing, his eyes focused on the once again blighted planet. He takes a moment to memorize the pertinent details, especially the ciphers. As Watch Captain Ticanus asks for questions, he continues to study the ground level maps, judging possible approach vectors and ground cover. The sweeping plain is much more suited to armored warfare then a tactical insertion.

He looks up as brother Charon speaks and gives him a respectful nod. There is honor in knowing where best you can serve he who sits upon the golden throne.

Azirel speaks, voicing concise questions. The answers that are provided by the Watch Captain paint a clearer picture of the situation, but, as always the fog of war still obscures much. No matter, the kill team will bring the Light of the God Emperor to the heretic scum.

Tristan is filled with martial pride as Svari nominates him as squad leader, and is quickly seconded by several others. He looks over at the Space Wolf and grins as he stands. “I am honored by your faith my Brothers. If it is the will of the Kill Team, I will lead. I have some experience with command and this planet. I commanded a Predator here over two years ago as part of the Storm Wardens contribution to the Crusade.”

OOC: Seems I also took to long to post. Any other suggestions for oaths gentlemen?

[Bowerbird]

Brother Alyxander sits silent thrugh most of the briefing, content to let his Brother Marines speak first. Hearing their recommendations he raises his hand, "I too put forward Brother Tristan as my recommendation for leader. However I would like it stipulated that in the event that he be unable to command, that we nominate a Second. I humbly put myself forward for that duty." His face becoming more serious as he speaks, "We will bring death to the Traitor Marines, I say aye to Brother Charon's suggestion also. An oath to strengthen our minds and hearts against the foulness that is Chaos, that His Most Holy Emperor might hear, and grant us a boon." he stands up and walks over to the map of the excavation site, "Also I would recomend we aim to touch down somewhere between the fortress and the excavation site. The former being a potential site for reinforcement or, should the foul Traitor Marines be present, it may have been captured and perverted. This we should confirm before proceeding." he says, indicating a general area on the map, "What say you?" he regards his Brother Marines, and Watch-Captain Ticanus, but Brother Tristan in particular.

[Ceridan]

Tristan turns to Brother Alyxander. “A wise precaution brother, I second the motion for you to act as assistant squad leader. As to an Oath, it seems to me that an extraction mission does not lend itself well to an Oath of Glory. The oath of brotherhood, the Oath of the Astartes would serve our first official mission as a Kill Team best to my mind.”

He stands and joins Alyxander at the map. “You are quite right, the fortress must be addressed. If it still flies the Aquila then so much the better, but if it has fallen to the traitors, we must know.” Tracing a finger over the map projection he nods to himself. “I propose we should make our landing at night at the point brother Alyxander has indicated. The wreckage constantly falling from orbit lights the night sky like falling stars, it will cover our drop pod’s landing.”

[Calimos]

Brother Azirel stands up, filled with content to see the kill-team's leadership in the experienced hands of his two brothers.

At first he turns towards brother Kaeste.

"Honourable brother, i acknowledge the importance of every weapon, every armor, every strategy employed against humanity's enemies. But it is in the Emperor and in the noble and heroic example of my Primarch, Sanguinius, that my faith lies unshakeable. We must not forget that the very name of our beloved Father is anathema to the forces of Chaos and by His eternal vigil we still exist and carry out His will. As for the special, expertly designed voxcaster, this is something that intrigues me brother and i would like to use our next available time, after we return to the Watch fortress to discuss and examine this potential at length and with further details. Perhaps set it to repeat continuously well-known catechisms and litanies varying according to the enemy we face or something along this plan".

Then he turns to face the rest of his battle-brothers as well and speaks up.

"I concur brothers. The nomination and selection of our mission leaders as primary and substitute, bears my approval as well. As for the deployment, indeed the cover of falling debris might allow us to descend like the Angels of Death we are upon the blasphemous forces of Chaos in the area. If the imperial forces in the area have been corrupted and compromised then after we have secured our primary objective and secondary objectives we can re-examine the tactical situation and decide our further course of action depending on the circumstances.

As for the oath, i agree that perhaps an Oath of the Astartes might serve best to indicate our first operational situation together, but i will also emphasize the dire threat of the forces we might face and i will support consequently an Oath to our Lord and Master, the God-Emperor, for only He may guard us against the vile profanity and soul corrupting powers of Chaos and it is indeed our faith the best weapon we can ever hope to bring against the enemies of Mankind".

[Narmoth]

Onissius speaks for the first time. his voice is low and mellow:
"I am happy that such esteemed battle brothers will take the lead. Let us then proceed to the plan:
I'd like to propose that we assume that the inquisitor moved the artifact, and we thus try to locate her first. I assume that will be the course of action of our enemy as well."

[The Commander]

Ticanus smiles as you come to a more or less unanimous decision on leadership. "Then it is decided. Brother Tristan will be your leader in this mission. Look to him for guidance. It is also pleasing to see your preparedness in electing a second in command. I am sure Brother Alyxander will zealously take to the position of leader should your elected leader fall."

The Watch Captain listens to your exchange of tactics and concurs.

"I shall have drop co-ordinates of your chosen drop-site sent to the ship's navigation and pod crews.

I agree. It is unlikely the Inquisitor would have left the artefact at the excavation site once the planet was under siege. Unfortunately we have no information on her whereabouts or even if she is indeed still alive. Despite this, it is advisable to locate her last know whereabouts any way you can and attempt to learn of the location of where the artefact might be. And indeed, it is likely your mission will be a race against time against the Enemy. I do not have to remind you of the severity of letting an ancient piece of technology fall into the hands of Chaos.

Brother Tristan, you have heard the opinions of your Brothers. It is now time to choose an Oath to perform."

(Once you've chosen one, simply roleplay out some Oath taking ceremony, which is to be done here, in front of Ticanus, so that he may witness the Oath)

[Executus]

"The fortress should be able to provide transport to carry the artifact. I recommend we determine if it is Traitor held or not. I also agree with the Watch-Captain. An insertion on an enemy held world must move quickly, before they can muster forces to surround us or secure the objective."

Smashing his fist into his palm, his facade of calm cracks for a moment. "However, we cannot ignore the opportunity to smash the foul Traitors and assist in the liberation of this world. If the fortress is held by the enemy, we should wipe it from the map. No mercy for heretics," flecks of spittle flying from under his hood. After he finishes speaking, only a quickened breath betrays his loss of composure.

Moving to encircle Tristan for the oath taking, Charon unobtrusively moves to the opposite side from Svari. "Our first true test as a team. I have my eye on you, wolf..." Shifting his focus to the oath at hand, Charon makes the sign of the Aquila and bows his head, silently devoting himself to a successful mission and cleansing the filth of Chaos.


Mission Equipment:
Devastator Standard kit
Kraken Rounds x2 (20)
Metal Storm Rounds x1 (20)
Chainsword with Dipole Maglock (10)
Cartograph (5)
1 Frag, 1 Krak (2)
Astartes Harness (4)
Vox Caster (10) - passed to Kaeste
(71) total

[Ceridan]

Tristan bows his head and makes the sign of the Aquila, waiting for his brothers to form circle with him before proceeding.

OOC: As I’ll be leaving shortly for work until 10pm eastern, I’ll spoiler the oath so as to not step on any ones toes who hasn’t had time to post something they wanted to before it occurs.

Tristan speaks the Oath of the Astartes solemnly, zeal underscoring his words. “We set out to serve he who sits upon the Golden throne, to safeguard his realm and bring his swift retribution to those who would turn away from his holy light. Before him, and his sons, our fathers the Primarchs, we swear as brothers, as Astartes, to recover and extract the artifact and the Inquisitor, and to bring fiery ruin to his enemies. So say we all.”

[Calimos]

Azirel moves slowly and deliberately from his seat, makes the sign of the Aquilla and then proceeds to take his place in the circle. The small golden icon held reverently in his hands, he joins the circle of brothers, lending his strong, noble voice to the prayer and the Oath of the Astartes. He looks to each of his brothers with eyes calm, showing an acknowledgement of their skill and courage. Then he closes them, his face looks up, his hands are clutched together at chest height, showing his devotion and faith.

"By your grace Allmighty Emperor, by your grace Primarchs of old, by your grace Father Sanguinius, we stand here before you and before the eyes of our honourable Watch Captain, to join our voices, to undertake an oath. An oath to confirm our bonds as brothers-in-arms, as servants of the Imperium, as mighty Angels of Death, as Adeptus Astartes. Heed our oath and sanctify it with your eternal power. Let each of us be the sword and shield of his brother, let each if us fulfill his chosen role in the tribulation that lies before us. Steel our souls with faith and trust to each other and to You. Lend us a portion of your might, the better to fight the horrors awaiting us. Make our spirits as one, unite us under the sacred banner of Mankind's defence, under the common mission that beckons to us. Let us make you proud once more with our deeds and safeguard us through this ordeal".

Items requisitioned:
Standard Assault Marine gear plus:
1 additional frag grenade (1)
1 additional krak grenade (1)
Astartes harness (4)
Fire selector for bolt pistol (2)
Red-dot laser sight for bolt pistol (10)
2 Hellfire rounds clip for bolt pistol (25)
8 Kraken rounds clips for bolt pistol (20)
63 requisition spent, 2 left for anyone else to use.
(plus 2 clips of normal bolt shells for bolt pistol at no additional cost)

[Daisuke1133]

Svari stands and takes his place beside his battle-brothers, pulling the rune-totem from its place at his side and says, "It is by the will of the All-Father that we have been placed here. It is by the grace of the Primarchs that we were made into what we are. Astartes. We will never falter in our duty. Never fail to strike a blow against Humanity's enemies. Never stop until the Imperium is saved and Humankind's future is secure. This we swear until the end of time. This oath I keep until the moment of my death and beyond."

Svari will take:
An Astartes Chainsword (5 req)
2 Krak Grenades (2 req)
A Fire Selector (2 req)
1 Clip of Kraken ammo for the Bolter (5 req)
1 Clip of Metal Storm ammo for the Bolter (15 req)
3 Clips of Bolt ammo for the Bolter
2 Clips of Bolt ammo for the Bolt Pistol
A Melta Bomb (25 req)
A Stummer (5 req)
A Pair of Magnoculars (3 req)
Astartes Harness. (4 req)

[Ceridan]

Tristan listens to his battle brothers as they each make the oath in a way in accordance with each chapter’s teachings.


Tristan will requisition the following,
Astartes Harness: 4 req
Back Banner: 15 req
Data Slate: 5 req
Magnoculars: 3 req
Astartes Cluster Mines x2: 10 req
Auspex: 12 req
Kraken Clips for Bolt Pistol x2: 5 req
Extra Krak Grenades x2: 2 req.

Spent 56 req.
9 req left if someone in the squad needs it.

Tristan will also take the beacon.

[Bowerbird]

Alyxander joins the circle, making sure he is not next to Brother Onissius, old habits die hard. "I swear by the Holy Emperor to protect my battle-brothers, and purge our enemies, to compete this mission and beyond. Bless this union of brothers, oh Emperor, that we might have some of your strength to overcome our foes."

Once the oath giving ceremony is complete, Alyxander will add, "I believe it possible that the Inquisitor's course of action may even have been to bring the Artefact to the fortress. If it flies the colours of the Aquila we should check in with them."

[Narmoth]

As Onissius takes his place in the circle, he swears:
"By our duty to mankind and it's protector the emperor I who elevated us into Adeptus Astartes I swear to defeat all enemies of mankind and reclaim the artifact, or die trying."


Requisition:
Item: (req cost)
Psy Focus (15)
Kraken Rounds x 4 (20)
Melta bomb (25)
Astartes box rounds x 3 (0)

[Arcanoi]

Kaeste steps up the circle, bionic arm whirring slightly as he raises it and takes his place in the circle. "We stand here today by His grace, brothers in His Name. Let our bolts be as the hammer-blows of the Omnissiah's wrath, every footfall heralding His return, every foe taught to fear His ire. We are His Astartes, and we shall know no fear."


Kaeste is Requisitioning

4 -Astartes Harness
12 - Auspex
15 - Kraken Bolts (x3)
15 - Combi-tool
10 - Voxcaster
56

with 9 left over for the group.

[Executus]

Listening to his teammates proclaim their oaths, Charon remains silent. After the rest have said their piece, he intones a final addition.
"We are the Space Marines
The Champions of Humanity
The Emperor's chosen warriors
For every one of us that falls in battle
one hundred enemies will die."

With the oath at an end, Charon raises his gaze from the floor and looks to the Watch-Captain for any further instructions.

[Executus]

Listening to his teammates proclaim their oaths, Charon remains silent. After the rest have said their piece, he intones a final addition.
"We are the Space Marines
The Champions of Humanity
The Emperor's chosen warriors
For every one of us that falls in battle
one hundred enemies will die."

With the oath at an end, Charon raises his gaze from the floor and looks to the Watch-Captain for any further instructions.


Since Kaeste grabbed a Vox, I'll change out for a set of Restraints, just in case. I just wanted to make sure we had one.

Mission Equipment:
Devastator Standard kit
Kraken Rounds x2 (20)
Metal Storm Rounds x1 (20)
Chainsword with Dipole Maglock (10)
Cartograph (5)
1 Frag, 1 Krak (2)
Astartes Harness (4)
Restraints (10)
Total: 71

[The Commander]

Ticanus allows you to finish your Oath before speaking up and handing the beacon over to Tristan.

"A good Oath; may it serve you well in your mission. Unless there are any more questions this briefing is over." Ticanus presses a button on the cogitator and the hololith images disappear. "Serfs are waiting outside this theatre to take your armory requests, or you can choose to go there yourselves. Your ship, The Righteous Spear, departs in two hours from Void Dock C. Make your preparations, Brothers." With that, the Watch Captain signals that the briefing is over.

If you still want to make adjustments to your requisitioned gear, do so now

You file out of the briefing hall, some of you passing instructions to the waiting serfs and some of you making the trip to the nearest armory personally after returning to your quarters to equip your power armor and the rest of your wargear. Those of you that go personally are scanned and admitted entry by the large gun servitors that guard the armory doors. Moments later you leave carrying an assortment of wargear.

Soon enough, you are aboard the rapid-strike vessel 'The Righteous Spear', speeding through the system at speeds you have rarely seen before. Before long you hear klaxons sound and alerts rapidly come through over the vox systems. "BATTLE STATIONS! HOLD FIRE UNTIL ENGAGED! WATCH FOR FRIENDLIES!" The call is also made for your kill-team to prepare for planetary deployment. Rushing to the drop-pods, you occasionally hear the sound of tiny chunks of debris spattering against the side of the ship and the ship occasionally shakes as a nearby explosion rocks it. Once you have reached the drop-pod area, the tech-priests confirm your drop location and you are assembled in the pod, along with your wargear, and strapped in. Like the many other times you have been inside a drop-pod waiting for deployment, there is a strange sense of calm; like a calm before the storm. Your eyes linger on each of your Brothers for a moment before a red light begins to flash inside the pod and a tech-priest's mechanical voice chimes in: "Drop-pod Delta 2-1 firing in... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Firing."

There is an almighty boom as the drop-pod is fired from the ship. The chatter of debris is increased, sounding almost like rain outside the pod. The pod remains largely unshaken by explosions, your small size an unlikely target for any Chaos warships in favor of the massive ships of the Imperium. Suddenly you feel the massive change in gravity inside the pod as it breaches Khazant's atmosphere. Incredible Gs are strained upon you, but you have each been through dozens, if not more, drops and are used to it's familiar feeling.

No more than a minute after the gravitational change, your pod comes to an abrupt and utter halt as it slams into the surface of Khazant. A green light comes on inside the pod, your restraints release themselves and the pod doors come crashing down with a hiss and thud. Your mission has begun.

[Calimos]

"...protect my brothers, protect me, grat us safe landing and preserve us through our mission to deliver Your righteous justice. Help me uphold my Chapter's honour, steel my soul against the vile servants of Chaos, grant me strength and help me withstand any tribulation. For you are the Master of Mankind and my Father".

As Azirel's prayer comes to an end, he hears and feels the loud, thundering noise, indicating the drop pod's landing. The pod doors crash down and his restraints fall. Azirel visually and via vox-link checks for the status of his battle-brothers and jumps out of the pod, keeping himself low and scanning fir immediate threats in the vicinity. His trusted bolt pistol and chainsword are in his hands and every muscle in his body flexes and relaxes in preparedness. Inside his sealed helmet (that resembles a golden mask of piety and serenity, gifted to him as a coveted piece of wargear from his Chapter prior to his leaving for the Deathwatch), he is calm, all checking tests performed as if unconsciously, the relevant procedures as part of him as his own arms.

He stands wary and low, awaiting for the leader's orders.

[The Commander]

Your cohesion for this mission, based on Tristan's Fel Bonus and Command skill, along with your Oath, is 7.

Azirel
The runes marking the status of your Brothers all return clear and healthy vitals

As you leave the pod you quickly take in your surroundings. It is night and you appear to be (as far as you can tell with your auto-senses) on a massive plain, scarred with dark craters and the tattered remains of bushes and trees. Battered and broken chainwire and tank traps lie strewn across the land and the sounds of distance gunfire and explosions can be heard. Across the horizon, you see tiny specs of fires burning and occasionally a larger spec which winks into and out of existance, signifying an explosion of some kind. Several hundred metres roughly South of you, you can see the wrecked carcass of a Chimera, stripped of all it's weaponry and most of it's armor.

What becomes more obvious to you is the massive horde of what appear to be Chaos heretics charging across the plain about 50 metres away from you. At first, they charge not at you, but to somewhere across to the West. However your less than quiet entry (especially in the local area) has not gone unnoticed and members of the horde closest to you shout and point at you. "ASTARTES SCUM! KIIIIIIIIILL THEM!" The horde then grinds it's charge to a halt to face you.

Roll for initiative. Chaos Heretic Horde = [roll0]

[Executus]

As the drop pod doors open, Charon ducks his head and steps out onto the surface of the Chaos held world. Clad in the black and silver armor of the Deathwatch, his prodigious size is further exaggerated. The heavy bolter in his hands appears almost toy-like in comparison, as the devastator scans the area for threats. Over his armor, Charon wears a pale ceremonial robe of symbolic of his chapter, but, unlike on the Watch Station, this robe has no hood.

A rumble issues over the vox. "Providing overwatch for enemy contact." Standing with feet planted like a titanic statue, he awaits further orders.

OOC:
If all clear, Charon will check their position on his cartograph.
Also, unless otherwise specified, Charon will remain in squad mode with whoever is closest.

[The Commander]

(OOC: If you wish to leave the drop-pod in Squad Mode, you must either spend a Full Action (on your turn) or attempt a Cohesion Challenge (roll 1d10, rolling equal or less than 7) as a free action or reaction (meaning you can do it now if you want), with success meaning you're in Squad Mode and failure meaning you miss your Turn. For the purposes of Support Range, you're all within 30 metres of one another)

Charon
(As stated above for beginning play in Squad Mode. You also need to roll initiative against the Chaos Horde 50 metres away from you. This also means that the area is not clear yet and you cannot enter Overwatch yet)

Svari
(Your roll botched, try it again. And I remember you saying your character by default has their helmet off, so I shall keep that in mind)

[Daisuke1133]

[roll0]
Svari will be in solo mode and using the Wolf Senses ability.
More text to come after class.

[The Commander]

Charon:
You still possess doubts about your Brother's capabilities and for now would prefer to act on your own. (Roll Initiative, however miss your first Turn)

[Executus]

Immediately seeing the approaching heretics, Charon wastes no further time. Spitting a tongue of flame a meter long, his heavy bolter sends hot death speeding into their midst.

Enabling his external audio, Charon roars at the approaching horde. "For the Lion!"


Fated reroll in ooc. Spent a Fate point to auto-join Squad mode.

Initiative
[roll0]

BS: 48 + 20 (full auto) + 10 (short range) + 30 (size?) : 108
[roll1]

Assuming size modifier is correct, that is 6 + 1 (explosive) * 2 (unrelenting devastation) = 14 magnitude.

Unless told otherwise, I'm assuming that the heavy bolter doesn't need to roll damage for firing at a horde (min damage of 12 + Pen 6 requires a hefty soak). If that is ever not the case (horde of Traitor Marines? :smallwink:), let me know.

[The Commander]

Charon:
Your doubts in your Brothers evapourate at the sight of the heretics and you trust them to cleanse these heretics with you. (Yup, the horde is Massive, so +30. Once initiative order has been decided I'll take that as your turn)

[Ceridan]

Tristan disembarks, moving to secure the drop zone as per the Codex Astartes, with a quick prayer to him on Earth. ”Thanks to the Golden throne for the safe delivery of his avenging angels to the appointed field.” Sweeping his bolter left to right in one hand, he uses the Auspex to aid his perceptual awareness.

Upon hearing Brother Charon’s Heavy Bolter roar to life Tristan turns to engage the enemy. ”Contact, heretic scum. Svari take the left flank. Azirel take the right. Everyone else form a firing line on Charon’s position,” he calmly orders over the vox.


As a free action Cohesion challenge: [roll0] Successful
Initiative check:[roll1]

[Arcanoi]

With a quick thanks to the machine spirit of the drop-pod, Kaeste withdrew a mechadendrite from a port on the mighty beast where he'd communed with it to eke every ounce of power from the pod's thrusters and ensuring the spirit guided the squad to a safe landing, and grabbed his bolter, servo-arm hauling him out of the pod as he blessed and loaded his bolter. "Let no obstacle stay your wrath nor any armor hinder your fiery rage against His Enemies in all their forms." As his body left the drop-pod his bolter snapped up into firing position, auspex wailing in time with the roar of the oncoming hoard.


Cohesion Challenge [roll0]
Initiative Check [roll1]

[Daisuke1133]

Svari steps calmly from the drop pod and takes a moment to feel the wind on his face before readying his Bolter and feeling his senses adjust the darkness around him. He is alerted by the shout of the heretic scum and shouts, "Heretics! And just as I was enjoying the fresh air."

Upon hearing Tristan's order he responds, Acknowledged Brother, this scum shall feel our wrath." He circles to the left of the horde and fires his weapon.

Firing the Bolter on Semi-Auto while making a Half-Move (+0 BS) at Short Range (+10 BS) at Massive target (+30 BS) using the Metal Storm Rounds (Reduce Penetration by 2 & add the Blast (2) quality).
[roll0] vs. 84.

[Narmoth]

As soon as the drop pod lands, Onissius checks his gear and steps out of the pod
He then notices the heretics and hears the command and takes up position
Initiative: [roll0]
"Taking up position." he states calmly
Cohesion challenge: [roll1]
Onissius fires his bolter: [roll2]
"Thank you for the heartwarming welcome" he shouts back at the horde

[The Commander]

Onissius
(OCC: I'm not sure how you came up with those rolls, although I'll try and decipher them for you.

Your initiative is 1d10 + your agility bonus, which in this case is 4, not 3. You therefore have 9 for initiative.

As for the cohesion challenge (P.212) it is simply a 1d10, trying to beat your squad's current cohesion (in this case 7). You could spend a fate point if you want to enter it automatically... As for your roll, you rolled a 9, failing the challenge. You can either spend a fate point and enter Squad Mode automatically (and continue as normal on your turn) or you'll miss your turn (see Changing Modes, P.214).

And I'm not sure how you managed to come up with that Bolter roll... you first need to specify what actions you are taking (such as Half Action aiming and then Shooting, Firing on Auto, Going Prone, etc. A list of actions can be found on P.237 along with their descriptions). After that, you need to roll to hit. Only if you manage to hit the horde successfully do you do damage and even then you do not roll for it in the way you do single enemies (let me worry about that, if you doubt me, just check P.359).)

Ok, Initiative Order is:

Azizel (14)
Alyxander (11)
Tristan (10) - Turn Specified
Onissius (9) - Turn Specified
Kaeste (8) - Wins Initiative over Svari with an Agility of 42 to 40
Svari (8) - Turn Already Specified (as well as next turn)
Charon (6) - Turn Already Specified
Chaos Heretic Horde (5)

Brothers currently in Squad Mode:

Charon
Kaeste
Tristan
Onissius
Azizel

Azizel, it is your turn to go first.

[Narmoth]

I guess Onissius spends a fate point then

[The Commander]

Onissius
You leave the drop pod full of confidence in your own psychic abilities and wargear; believing that you can easily overcome the foe by yourself. However you quickly think better of that and decide it would be better to co-ordinate with your Brothers to maximise the destruction of the Enemy. (You are now in Squad Mode and may act as normal on your Turn)

(Updating initiative and squad mode list in my post above)

[Ceridan]

Tristan walks over to a position near brother Charon and snaps off a short, controlled burst at the rabble as he does.


On Tristan’s initiative (10) he walks five meters toward brother Charon, looking be gain a position about 3 metres off to one side and 1 metre forward to minimize blast damage if the enemy starts throwing grenades. As he moves he fires a semi-auto burst of standard bolt rounds from his Bolter.

BS of 44 plus 10 for short range, plus 30 for enemy size, +0 for semi-auto on the move = 84. [roll0]

Two hits.
Normal Damage is 3d10, take the best 2d10 +5 with a 5 pen.
Magnitude Damage is 2, +1 for X type damage, +1 for Power Armour History for a total of 4.

[Narmoth]

Trying to get the rolls and actions right this time:
Onissius takes a half action move to take up place in the firing line
he then takes a half action to shoot one shot at the horde, who I gather is at close range which I believe gives me an additional +10
Onissius ballistic skill is 44
[roll0]
So he misses unless there's some additional bonus when shooting at a horde

[Calimos]

"Acknowledged, Tristan, moving to cover the right flank immediatelly. May the Emperor guide our hand.", Azirel voxes as the adrenaline starts pumping, and his eagerness to get into action threatens to overwhelm him.

Azirel, following Tristan's orders, makes sure he covers the right flank and remains in his designated position within the squad, trying to thin the oncoming heretics a bit before meeting them head on with his trusted chainsword.

Squad cohesion test [roll0] vs 7 (will spend a FP in case i fail the roll)
Edit: Fate point spent, 2 left.
Aim and shoot with bolt-pistol, using normal ammo: BS 42+10(aim/half action)+10(red-dot laser sight)+30 (massive target)=92: [roll1] vs 92
I think i suceed even marginally.
Damage: 1 (for 1 hit)+ 1 (for X quality of bolt pistol)= 2 damage to horde's magnitude if i'm correct.
Sorry for delay and editing but it's my first time with Deathwatch rules and my uncertainty takes the better of me.

[The Commander]

Onissius
(OOC: Short Range is indeed +10, the Horde is also Massive, meaning you gain a bonus of +30. However, you mentioned that you removed your helmet upon leaving the pod. Without your helmet, you do not have the Dark Sight ability and you therefore incur the -30 penalty for shooting at a target in darkness (as it is night). Since you're fairly new to the rules and that's an easy thing to overlook, I'll allow you to actually still have your helmet on if you choose to)

Azizel
(OOC: That's not a problem. I intended to deal with Hordes straight away, not only to showcase the devastation, but to show you how to handle them mechanically before continuing. You're quite correct, 2 points of magnitude damage)

Drawing a bead on the closest heretic with your red-dot sight, your press the trigger on your Bolt Pistol and it roars once, sending blessed death hurtling towards the Enemy. The Bolt shell slams home into a heretic and continues to travel through several others as well. Not only that, but the explosive nature of the shell takes out a few adjacent heretic scum.

Brother Azizel aims at the foul heretics briefly before letting loose a single shot from his Bolt Pistol. The shell slams into a heretic and continues to travel through several others. Not only that, but heretics adjacent to those directly shot cough and collapse dead due to the shrapnel.

(Horde's Magnitude = 48 It is now Alxyander's Turn)

[Bowerbird]

Alyxander climbs forth from the drop pod. Upon sighting the foul heretics' aproach he looks to his squad mates, but is struck by how he has never been in true combat with them before, and is uneasy. Instead he hefts his Bolter, aims his sights at the horde, chambers his clip of Metal Storm rounds and opens fire.

BS: [roll0] vs 43 (+10 Red Dot, +10 Bolter Mastery, +30 Massive Target = 93)
Damage: [roll1] (Metal Storm gives Blast(2), if this is helpful I'll use it, otherwise standard will do.

[The Commander]

Alyxander
(OOC: Please in future specify what actions you are taking, as it avoids confusion on my behalf (such as Half Action Move, Half Action Single Shot, etc). You passed your Cohesion Test, beating 7, so you are therefore in Squad Mode. That means, however, that you do not benefit from Bolter Mastery (P.85), as it only functions in Solo Mode.)

Despite the unease, especially as one of your Brothers is a psyker, you put your trust in them and join their assault on the heretics. You fire a Metal Storm round from your Bolter at the heretics. Just before the shell hits one of the heretics it explodes forward, sending deadly hot frag into the Chaos scum. Dozens of heretics splutter and keel over dead. (Single hit (1) + Explosive (1) + Blast (2) = 4 Magnitude Damage, and yes, anything with a Blast factor is extremely useful against hordes, the horde loses additional magnitude per blast radius, so in this case it lost 2 extra magnitude).

Tristan
You move into the desired position just in front and to the right of your Brother, letting off a burst of shots as you do. The machine spirits of your armor seem to channel the destructive nature of the shells, as if whispering to the weapon in your hands, and both shells roar through the ranks of the unholy with deadly results. What was once two straight lines of roaring heretics is now two straight lines of dead and bleeding heretics, writhing on the ground in pain, a rather large hole in their bodies. Several heretics next to the lines also collapse to the ground dead; their armor and faces decorated with now crimson metal shards of shrapnel. (4 Magnitude Damage)

Onissius
(OOC: Remember you need to choose your starting psychic powers. I thought you already had done, but was mistaken. You can find them on P.81)

You move up to join your Brothers in their assault on the foul scum of Chaos. However your, perhaps, overfidence with removing your helmet proves to be your downfall. Unable to clearly see targets in the darkness, you misjudge the distance of the heretics and fire a shot at a lower trajectory than your Brothers. Unknown to you, you do actually a hit a grimy and blood soaked heretic in the leg, blowing it off completely and killing him in a matter of seconds due to the shock. However one heretic is nothing compared to the mass of them behind him.

In the few split seconds upon leaving the pod and spotting the heretics, large numbers of the ranks closest to you have fallen to your onslaught of holy fire. You stand in a glorious firing line, united as one, aside from Brother Svari, although nonetheless lends a hand to your efforts. The unholy horde still looks as determined as ever though.

(Horde's Magnitude = 40, All Brothers, aside from Brother Svari who chose to remain in Solo Mode, are now in Squad Mode. It is Kaeste's turn to act)

[Arcanoi]

Kaeste nods with satisfaction as his Battle Brothers scythe down the first line of the onrushing heretics and then adds his own fire to the fray, his bolter's venerated machine spirit seeming to grunt with satisfaction as each shot spews forth.


Full-Auto Burst, so BS of 56 + 30 for Massive + 20 for Full-Auto + 10 for short range = 116.

[roll0]

So that's at least 3 degrees of success, resulting in 4 hits.

[The Commander]

Kaeste
The flurry of shots from your Bolter each find a suitably foul heretic and rend their way through the mass of unclean bodies before finally coming to a bloody halt several dead heretics later. Several lines of the Chaos worshippers fall under your deadly burst or from the resulting shrapnel. (4 hits + 1 explosive = 5 Magnitude Damage)

Svari
You level your Bolter at the Enemy and pull the trigger. *Click* *Click* The magazine in your Bolter must have been shaken out of place during the drop and you curse as your gun jams. (Seeing as you've got a full round of Metal Storm ammunition in your Bolter and this is the very first time you've fired it, I'll allow you to keep your full clip after you've unjammed and reloaded the clip. Aren't I generous :smalltongue:)

Charon
Last, but by no means least, your holy fire is added to that of your Brothers; having had to wait a split second for the ammunition to feed through your backpack. You direct your fire where the lines of heretic have not been touched yet and as you sweep your Heavy Bolter from left to right, you leave nothing but the bloody and broken bodies of heretic in your wake. By the time you release the trigger on your Heavy Bolter, scores of Chaos heretics lie dead and dying and you can't help but smile at the devastation caused by your trusted Heavy Bolter. (14 Magnitude Damage)

As your assault continues you hear the throaty booming of Brother Kaeste's Bolter next to you on Full Auto. You then hear a *click* *click*, originating somewhere in the direction of Svari. Those closest to the left flank hear a mumbled curse above the din of battle. The sound you hear next is the unmistakeable roar of a Heavy Bolter. Shells scream across the plain, cutting down scores of heretics like a righteous scythe of death. By the time the Heavy Bolter stops firing well over half the Chaos scum are dead or dying. A great tide of corpses paints the plain 50m or so away from you and the remaining heretics look to their fallen in a mixture of horror and anger.

(Horde is reduced to 21 Magnitude and was reduced by 25% from Charon's glorious Full Auto fire. The Horde must now test to become broken, however, becoming broken gives them the Fearless and Frenzy talents (they have the Blood Soaked Tide trait). It's Magnitude is also less than half it's starting Magnitude, so it does this test at -10. Horde's WP = 40 - 10 = 30 vs [roll0] And they've broken! Sort of...)

The remains of the Horde begin frothing at the mouth at the possibility of death soon at hand. Fuelled by anger and a twisted mind brought on by Chaos, the remains of the Horde drop their guns and unsheath their blades, raising them high in the air with a mighty and insane roar. "DEATH TO THE ASTARTES! FOR CHAOS!" They scream and begin to wade through their fellow heretic's bodies, preparing to charge. (Free Action - Drop Autopistols, Half Action - Ready Monoedged Blade, Half Action - Advance towards you 3m)

It is now Azirel's Turn.

[Calimos]

"Father Sanguinius guide my hand to smite down those vile heretics Allmighty Emperor grant me the strength to purge from the face of the planet those wretched heretics, those foul servants of the ruinous powers. Let it be an example set here by us for all eternity, that never will the forcees of chaos hold sway over your holy domain, over the worlds claimed by the glorious armies of Mankind. Let me be the arm of Your retribution, let me be the sword of Your vengeance as i deliver swift death to those vile of heart and impure of soul. Avert my thoughts from doubt, steel my soul with faith, grant me victory over the forces of damnation, send them back to whichever pit spawned them, for You are the Master of Mankind and the Bane of Chaos".

Azirel prays intensely, working up himself in a religious fervor of righteousness and then lets out a fierce and ear peircing warcry. In his hulking black power armor, wearing his mask-like angelic helmet, his trusted chainsword in hand whirring in anticipation of the carnage to follow, his soul seething with anger against those foul creatures that defy the God-Emperor and defile His domains, Azirel stands as the Emperor's fury manifest, readying himself to plunge headlong into the oncoming horde' right flank, the angelic visage of his heroic Primarch imprinted upon his soul, to deliver the Emperor's righteous vengeance to the horde of the chaos worshippers.

All out attack to the incoming horde (since i think i can't dodge or parry any of their incoming blows. Also, if it's not possible to attack them due to distance then i'll make a charge instead--see the OOC thread).

WS: 58+20 (all out attack) = 78 vs [roll0]

Spending my entire round to enter Frenzy.

[Executus]

Seeing the heretics remained unbroken, Charon smiled cruelly and triggered his squad vox. "Brothers, the heretic scum are begging for us to cleanse them all. Show them what it means to be Astartes. Show them no mercy!"

[Daisuke1133]

BS Test to Unjam (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=9505651&postcount=62)

Just in case it was missed.

Svari pulls the trigger of his bolter and gets a sinking feeling in his gut as rather than a roar of righteous fury, all that issues from his weapon is a clicking sound as though it were empty. He then notices that the magazine is loose...

It must have been knocked loose during the drop.

Svari quickly begins performing the Sacred Rites of Unloading and Loading.

[The Commander]

(OOC: You are more than welcome to post your actions out of turn, as some of you have already done, I will simply play out those actions when your turn comes around, unless it's obvious you wouldn't want to do that (for instance throwing a Frag Grenade at a Magnitude 1 Horde))

It is Alyxander's turn to act.

Svari must Reload next turn to be able to fire again (as per the Weapon Jamming rules on P.249). As I said, as this is the very first time you've fired the weapon, I'll be kind and let you keep all of your current clip after you've reloaded.

[Bowerbird]

With the Metal Storm rounds still chambered, Alyxander opens fire on the frothing horde of foul Chaos worshippers, his weapon brining hot death to their ranks, his cry of righteous fury audible to all over the din of battle, "IN THE EMPEROR'S NAME BE PURGED!"

Alrighty, using a Full Action for a full-auto burst
BS: [roll0] vs 43(Base)+20(Full Auto)+10(Red Dot)=73 + (Whatever modifier appropriate for a horde this size.)
You mentioned not having to roll damage earlier, does that still apply? If not I'll roll OOC.

[The Commander]

Alyxander
(OOC: No modifer for the Horde now I'm afraid, their numbers have been reduced to below the Massive Target threshold. Even so, you easily hit with all 4 of your rounds. And as I said, unless you rolled a [1][1][1], you'll do damage. So in the interests of making things easier and quicker (I believe Executus said you had a 1 in 1000 chance of rolling that!), I'll assume you do actually do damage)

Your shells hurtle towards the advancing heretics and the effects of your Metal Storm rounds are much like that of the last time you fired. Each shell explodes forward just before it finds a mark, sending it's deadly payload of frag into the ranks of the Enemy. Dozens upon dozens of heretical scum cough and bleed profusely from the barrage of hot shrapnel, whilst several others die immediately as the rounds continue on their trajectory as normal, punching through their armor and their bodies.

(4 Hits x 2 Blast + 1 Explosive = 9 Magnitude Damage)

Brother Alyxander's Full Auto fire is a thing of beauty to behold as his shells of Metal Storm round explode into lethal frag just before slamming through several heretics. The resulting frag also proves to the demise of yet more unholy scum. What was once a rather large and perhaps formidable horde of Chaos worshipping heretics is now a clustering of insane and bloodied survivors of your unstoppable onslaught. Despite their catastrophic losses, they show no signs of fleeing or surrendering. Perfect, you think. You'd have accepted neither.

(Horde's Magnitude = 12, it is now Tristan's turn to act)

[Ceridan]

Brother Tristan watches as his squad takes the heretic mob apart with pride. No enemy can long stand before the Emperor’s divine retribution. ”Maintain your fire brothers,” he calls over the squad vox. Planting his feet, he squeezes off a volley at the enemy.


Full auto burst of standard Bolt shells.

BS of 44 + 10 for short range + 20 for full auto = 74 or less to hit.
[roll0] Nice shot! All 4 bolts hit. :smallbiggrin:

4 hits + 1 for type x + 1 for Death is Joy (PAH) = 6 magnitude damage.

[Narmoth]

Onissius fires again, trying to get as many hits as he can (full round action)
BS of 44 + 10 for short range + 20 for full auto -30 for shooting without helmet in darkness = 44
[roll0]

[The Commander]

Tristan
Your armor again seems to channel the destructive and deadly accuracy of your shells into the unholy bodies of the Emperor's enemies. Slamming home against the front ranks of the heretics, the shells continue on their lethal trajectory before coming to a stop several dead lines of heretics later. (6 Magnitude Damage)

Onissius
This time the hail of Bolt Shells that leave your Bolter find several marks cutting down several lines of foul heretics. Unknown to you, only a single shell flies harmlessly past the advancing heretics, unintentionally finding a gap in their numbers, and planting itself within one of the many corpses before exploding inside the dead heretic's body. (3 hits (1st initial hit, +2 degrees of success) + 1 explosive damage = 4 Magnitude damage)

Both Brother Tristan's and Brother Onissius' Full Auto fire thin the ranks of advancing heretics even more, leaving just a small group of screaming heretics left. Behind them is a scene of utter butchery; corpses litter the landscape, their bodies broken and their limbs scattered or simply blown to oblivion at your holy and sustained fire. Here and there, heretics not yet dead feebly claw at the sky from the ground, screaming in pain and anguish at not being a better servant for Chaos. They will bleed to death in a matter of moments.

(Horde's Magnitude = 2 It is Kaeste's turn to act)

[Arcanoi]

The auspex beeps suddenly grew much quieter as the righteous thunder of the Killteam's guns mowed down scores of the heretics. Eyes scanning through the ravaged field of flesh, he calmly raises his bolter and fires shots at individual heretics as opportunities present themselves.



Semi-Auto burst. BS 56 + 10 for Semi Auto + 10 for Close Range = 76

[roll0]

So that's 1 hit.

[The Commander]

Kaeste
Your spray of blessed Bolter shells mostly miss, however this is due entirely to the small amount of heretics left. Even so, a solitary shell flies perfectly into the middle of the last remaining group of heretics; smashing it's way through armor and flesh alike. The shell passes through several heretics and (although you don't see it), actually continues going after leaving a heretic at the rear of the pack, embedding itself in the ground; it's job done. The resulting shrapnel from the shell kills the few remaining Chaos scum and they keel over in dismay and anguish, blood flowing from enormous wounds to their bodies. In a matter of seconds, the last of them fall to the ground, dead or bleeding to death. (1 hit + 1 explosive = 2 Mag Damage)

Svari
Acting quickly, you release the magazine from your Bolter and slam it back into the weapon; hoping to clear the jam. Unfortunately by the time you have done this the last of the heretics have fallen and you curse your luck. No matter though, there will be other hunts you can revel in.

Brother Kaeste fires a short burst from his Bolter and this is enough to see off the last of the heretics who splutter and die slowly as a result of the shrapnel or die quickly as the shell rips through their bodies. A few seconds later not a single heretic stands before you on the plain just 40m away from you. Instead a mass of body parts, blood and occasionally a dying heretic amongst the countless corpses paints the scene in front of you. The Emperor would be proud!

(The Horde is destroyed, what do you plan to do now?)

[Ceridan]

After the last heretic falls, Tristan nods to himself, pleased at the quickness with witch the squad had triumphed in their first skirmish. ”Brothers Azirel and Svari sweep the immediate area; see if there are any more surprises out there.”

Tristan walks to the shallow top of a nearby shell crater facing toward the fortress. ”Brothers Charon and Onissius, see if you can wring any information from those heretics before they all expire.”

He takes up his magnoculars and sights in on the fortress. ”Brother Kaeste, try to contact the Inquisitor, failing that see if you can contact any Imperial forces.” Awareness of 58: 1d100

Tristan motions for Brother Alyxander to join him, and then asks him, ”Any suggestions on our next course of action brother?”

[Ceridan]

OOC:Double post, sorry, problem with my [] for the awareness roll. So, Awareness of 58 [roll0]. My good rolls had to end sometime :smalleek:

[Executus]

Seeing the last heretic fall, Charon chuckles. "Well done, brothers. The Enemy lies broken before us, and we are unscathed," his voice rumbles over the vox net.

Crunching the bones of fallen Chaos scum as he strides forward, Charon scans the area for what the Chaos horde might have been advancing toward before the arrival of the Kill-team. "Our presence may have been noticed. We should probably move out soon."

Keeping his weapon in one hand, he thumbs on his cartographer to get a fix on the team's position.

OOC:

I'm assuming you want to roll Awareness secretly, but Charon has a target of 56.

For the map, he's specifically trying to determine where they are in relation to the fortress and excavation site from the briefing, and how long it would take them to reach either.
Navigation(Surface) 54 + difficulty mods.
[roll0]

[The Commander]

Tristan
(Since you failed your Awareness Test, and I was going to call for one if you wanted to look for the Fortress, you've unfortunately been unable to spot the Fortress)

Taking a sweeping look through your magnoculars at the plains in front of you, you don't seem to see the Fortress that you were so readily expecting; at least not in this area. You do see muzzle flash, distant fires of burning, unidentifiable vehicles and the occasional element of Imperial forces or Chaos forces roaming and clashing far from here.

Charon
Consulting your map, you determine your location as slightly South and West of your intended drop-zone. The Fortress lies North-North-West of your location by about 2 kilometres. The excavation site lies to the North-East about 3 kilometres. Judging by the direction the Horde of heretics were moving in, you're reasonably certain they were heading towards the Fortress. Scanning the immediate area, you can see no immediate threats. It would take you roughly 20 minutes to each the Fortress and 30 minutes to reach the excavation site.

[Arcanoi]

Kaeste nods at Tristan's order and deploys the long-range voxcaster, quickly plugging in an electro-graft and activating the device, communing with the voxcaster's young and tempermental machine spirit. With a brief intonation to the Omnissiah, he begins to work, initially scanning open channels for reports of other forces of the Imperium in the area.


Tech use test - 56 Int + 10 for Electro Graft Use = 66 [roll0]

[The Commander]

As Kaeste tunes the Vox Caster for frequencies, he picks up a mostly clear signal of Imperial designation.

"This is...*static* Lithman of Fortress Garrison Theta, we are... *static* attack! Foul heretics are besieging our walls! The scum appear to have... *static* several of our basilisks and they are attempted to bring down the walls and thin our ranks... *static* Anti-air coverage still operational. We... *static* heavy casualties, 23rd Regiment is wiped out. Please assist. Repeat. Please assist."

You are aware of gunfire, explosions and shouts throughout the transmission.

[Bowerbird]

Alyxander lowers his bolter, flicking his ammunition back over to standard bolts before reholstering it and walking over to where Tristan stands, raising his own magnoculars to his eyes he too scans the horizon for the fortress.

Awareness: [roll0] vs 53

[Daisuke1133]

Hearing Tristan's command, Svari responds into his vox, Acknowledged Brother. In this at least I can serve us well."

By Russ, I will not let my Brothers down again. But first...

Svari loads the clip of Metal Storm rounds back into place and locks it, he also makes sure that the Bolt and Kraken rounds are also secure within the Fire Selector before extending his senses out to detect any hidden dangers that are to be found.

Making Awareness Tests tied to Hearing, Sight, and Smell. Still using Wolf Senses.

[roll0] vs 54

[roll1] vs 54

[roll2] vs 54

Re-rolls in OOC thread

[The Commander]

Alyxander
You quickly spot the Fortress to the North-North-West of your position at roughly 2 kilometres away. Through the use of your magnoculars, you take in the situation.

The Fortress is under full scale assault by a teeming mass of Chaos troops, lead by, unmistakeably, a number of Chaos Space Marines. The Fortress' walls are pocket marked with craters, both large and small, and the walls around the Fortress are full of Imperial Guardsmen firing valiently into the crowds of Chaos below them. On parts of the walls, Heavy Bolter turrets rain death upon the vile servants of Chaos, although they seem to be few in number and you can make out some of the shells and wreckages of turrets destroyed along the wall. The Fortress itself is a tiered system of square 'blocks' and atop the highest 'block' you can make out sniper teams and crews of Lascannons. Towards the rear of the Chaos Hordes, you can make out several basilisks crewed by what look like Renegade Militia. Each one in turn fires a shell towards the Fortress and takes out a sizable chunk of the Imperial bastion. You count 5 basilisks in total (although you cannot see behind the Fortress).

Between you and the Fortress lies the remains of several Chimeras and a few Leman Russ Battle Tanks; all burnt out or with a gaping hole in the side of them and their weapons looted or broken.

Svari
You sense no immediate danger in the area. All you see, hear and smell is the death of the heretics before you and the smell of burnt fuel from the destroyed Chimera nearby to the South. You can, however, just make out, through your enhanced sight and hearing, a large battle waging just North-North-West of your position; although you cannot see clearly enough exactly what is going on. You do hear what you believe to be the sound of artillery though.

[Bowerbird]

Alyxander is unable to control his mouth upon sighting the Traitor Mariens, "Traitorous Scum!" he puts his hand on Brother Tristan's shoulder and spins him in the direction of the fortress, pointing in it's direction, "There, Brother, the fortress is under full-scale assault, and the Traitor Marines are with them." he scans the battlefield further, "I do not know how long the fortress will remain unconquered, the enemy has acquired Basilisks." he lowers his magnoculars and looks to Tristan, "Perhaps if we perform a quick skirmish on their artillery we might give our forces a fighting chance?"

[Narmoth]

Onissius checks if he has to reload and then switches to his force sword an searches through the heretics to see if anyone has survived
perception (44) [roll0]

[Calimos]

Seeing the last of the vile heretics dropped down by his brothers' efforts, Azirel's anger and fury subsides and he begins to calm down. He kneels to the ground offering a quick prayer of gratitude to the Emperor and on his brother's command begins searching the area for any yet unnoticed threats.

"Acknowledged Brother Tristan. Sweeping search pattern initiated. Scanning for immediate threats in the vicinity".

Awareness test to spot anything strange, disturbing or dangerous in the area.
39+20 (unnatural senses: hearing, sight)=59 vs [roll0]

[Ceridan]

Now looking in the direction indicated by brother Alyxander, Tristan uses his magnoculars to appraise the situation. "I agree brother. Our secondary objectives call for such action and there is a high likelyhood that the Inquisitor may have withdrawn to the fortress at the outset of the action."

[Executus]

"Additionally, the fortress may provide transport for carrying the artifact. Based on the orbital maps, the fortress is about 2 kilometers away. We should advance now, or there may be no Imperial forces left by the time we get there."

Putting away the map device, Charon loads a magazine of Kraken armor penetrating rounds, then cycles his weapon's power loader to verify its function.

"Even if it were not our objective, the presence of Traitor Marines cannot be ignored. We must purge their taint from this world. Let us quickly decide on an attack plan and execute it. I agree that the artillery is a primary target, but the Traitors cannot be allowed to live."

OOC:

Ammo count:
240/250 standard
120/120 Kraken
60/60 Metal storm
3/3 Frag grenades
3/3 Krak grenades

[The Commander]

Onissuis
As you wade through the mass of blood and broken bodies you spot no heretic left alive. Those that do show signs of life quickly expire as you approach them, a curse to you and the Emperor on their lips. After a few minutes of fruitless searching you come to the conclusion that they are, in fact, all dead.

Azirel
You spot nothing of danger in the immediate area, nor anything terribly out of place of a battlefield with Chaos.

[Bowerbird]

Alyxander stows his magnoculars once more, "I propose we use the tank debris to cover our approach, and flank their forces. There are five Basilisks, if we can each safely take out the gun crews simultaneously we may be able to turn the cannons their forces. If we are seen we should destroy the machines lest they return to Chaos control. What say you, Tristan? We should move swiftly if the fortress is to stand a chance."

[Calimos]

"All clear over here brothers", Azirel replies over the vox. "What is our next course of action?"

[Narmoth]

"No live ones left." Onissius sums up his search
"Are we not swaying from our primary target? Have we any reason to believe that either of our targets are there?" he then asks

[Executus]

Anger tinging his voice at the thought of letting the Chaos marines live for a moment longer, the hulking devastator argues his case once more. "Destroying the foul Traitors and their artillery is most certainly one of our objectives. The Inquisitor may have gone to the fortress for shelter. From the massive bombardment clearly visible on the horizon, if we ignore the fortress now, it will be gone by the time we finish searching the excavation point. We aid them now, or we condemn them to death."

[Calimos]

"And apart from that", Azirel interferes, "the Chaos forces assaulting the imperial fortress might be leaded by a particularly hated traitorous scum who dares to still call himself a space marine and who i'd take a great delight in impaling to my chainsword, wiping his filthy existence from the face of the Emperor's domains and simultaneously weaken their leadership as ordered by the Watch-captain as well".

[Narmoth]

"I do not want to deny your righteous fury towards the heretics, but we must keep in mind that they are a tertiary target in this mission. If the inquisitor was in the fortress, she would no doubt have requested an extraction. It is my opinion that we should try to contact the inquisitor at her sending range first, to try to assess her position" Onissius answers

[Ceridan]

Tristan nods in agreement to his Brother Marines advice. ”Agreed brothers, loyal forces are in distress and we are in a position to lend aid. Damaging the enemy and extracting the Inquisitor are both secondary objectives, but a sucure base makes any efforts to retrive the artifact simpler. What’s more, we have an opportunity to deal a heavy blow to the enemy in the process, this will also ease our efforts to secure the artifact. So, let us show them the folly of treachery.”

He turns to the Space wolf, “Brother Svari I need you to scout ahead, bare North-North-West, quick and quiet. Recon only. Use the abandoned vehicles to screen you. Report any enemy contacts, but do not engage unless forced to. We need you to find us a safe route up behind those Earth shakers before they breach the fortress. Go brother, the emperor protects.”

He then looks to the rest of the squad. “Every-one else, single file, five metre spacing. We will follow in Brother Svari’s wake until we reach a point from which to knock out the enemy artillery. Brother Azirel take point, give Svari a twenty count then follow. Brother Alyxander, bring up the rear. Every-one, stealth is key, hold fire unless ordered otherwise. It will be blade work until we are in position.”

[Arcanoi]

Satisfied that he had gained all forthcoming information from the imperial channel, Kaeste switched to the appointed frequency and began to broadcast the short, clipped code that Ticanus had given them to contact the Inquisitor.

[The Commander]

(Just going to point out by the way that you do pick up other Imperial frequencies on the Vox Caster. Most of the transmissions are from Guardsmen or Armor fighting across the planet and although some are in distress, they are no where near as pressing as the Fortress' distress.)

Kaeste
Make a Cipher's (Inquisition) Test at half your Int - Passed, 1 Degree of Success

You submit what you believe to be the correct codes on the correct frequencies, but your efforts return nothing but static. Suddenly the frequency returns something.

"Errr... who are you and what do you want?"

The voice sounds old and male.

(Secret Roll - 1d100) Rerolling that OOC...

[Bowerbird]

"You all heard him, move up!" Alyxander makes sure the rest of the marines get into formation and start moving, "Time is of the essence, brothers."

[Daisuke1133]

"Of course Brother, I will stalk the pathways and find a way for us to approach undetected," Svari says as he turns toward the explosions he saw in the distance. When he enters the forest he puts his Bolter away, draws his combat knife, and retrieves and activates his Stummer, muffling most of his armour's clanking.

I notice that the Concealment and Silent Move skills are always done as opposed tests. Just tell me when they need to be made and I will post rolls in the OOC thread.

[Arcanoi]

Surprised at a response, having assumed from the very start of the mission that the Inquisitor and her retinue were dead, Kaeste responds. "This is Brother-Enginseer Kaeste, Kill-Team Beta Gamma Secundus. Is this channel still secure?" As he spoke, he fell into line behind his battle-brothers.

[The Commander]

Svari
(There's no forest, you're on open plains (it may have been a forest at one point, but the constant fighting has more or less removed all the trees), there are several wrecked vehicles ahead of you though, near the Fortress, so I'm assuming you're heading towards them.)

Make a Sight Awareness Test. - (OOC: Are you heading to the Fortress blind-folded? :smallbiggrin:)

You make your way silently and stealthy over the plains towards your target and towards the wrecked vehicles as cover. As you come closer, you notice an unusual splattering of gore littered around the place and a moment later you realise why. With your eyes fixed upon the unusual litter of bloody body parts and the vehicles ahead of you, you don't notice that you have unintentionally walked into a minefield. This is a fact you soon come to realise as your armored boot depresses a pressure sensor on one of these mines. You barely have time to curse your awful luck in this mission this far before it explodes under you, knocking you off your feet and sending a shower of mud everywhere. It also does 2d10+5 Explosive Damage (it's a fairly simple mine, nothing like Astartes Mines). - Rerolling that damage OOC...

Kaeste
Make an Easy (+20) Scrutiny Test

For a moment there is nothing but static. Then the voice returns.

"Kill-Team? Errr... yes? Yes! The channel is secure Enginseer Kaeste. Where are you? How many of you are there?"

[Daisuke1133]

I suppose I should not be surprised by the cowardice of these traitors. Still, thank the All-Father for our holy Power Armour.

Without a word Svari rises up off the ground and dusts himself off before checking his surroundings for more mines before he moves from his current position.

"Awareness Test (Sight)" - [roll0] vs 54

[The Commander]

Svari
Now in full knowledge of where you stand, you pick out the placements of the mines. You wince a little as you realise they are Imperial Guard mines, likely placed here in defence of the Fortress. Most have already detonated, judging by the relatively few left (not to mention the assortment of gore everywhere), and you mark out a safe route between them.

[Calimos]

Azirel follows his brothers, trying to restrain himself and calm his anger at the mere thought of the vile servants of Chaos besieging the Imperial guard fortress. He's alerted when brother Svari is thrown back by a sudden explosion but after the confirmation of being a mine detonation he continues as before, praying to the Emperor that they won't be late and they'll manage to relieve the imperial forces and dispense His righteous justice to the Chaos heathens.

[Daisuke1133]

Seeing the depleted supply of mines and understanding that they are a defensive measure taken by the Guardsmen stationed at the fortress, Svari drags his heel across the ground leaving a clear line in it and speaks into his vox, "Brothers, I've marked a minefield left by the fortress's defenders with a line in the ground. I want you to follow my tracks carefully. The Guardsmen stationed here don't need us disrupting their defenses any more than the traitors have."

[Ceridan]

"Copy that brother Svari, good work," Tristan replies over the squad vox net. Trusting in brother Azirel to keep them on course, Tristan keeps his eyes and ears alert for other threats.

[Arcanoi]

"My battle-brothers and I number 7. Our position is about 4 kilometers West-South-West of your excavation site. Please advise, is the artifact secure?"


Scrutiny test 43 Per + 20 modifier = 63 [roll0]

[Executus]

Charon maintains his position in the file advance, and activates the vox link. "Do you have a plan for eliminating the artillery units? Should we split our forces to engage the Enemy infantry while others deal with the Basilisk emplacements? For that matter, Svari, have you spotted them yet?"

[The Commander]

Kaeste
(OOC: You don't have Scrutiny as a Trained Skill, but you still passed with flying colours! You sure you're not leeching off of Svari's rolls? :smallbiggrin:)

It's unmistakeable. Something is clearly amiss with the voice on the other end of the channel. The voice seems panicked and you can distinctly hear gibbering in between pauses of speech. The voice also does not seem very sure of itself.

"7?! Ah yes... errr... good. Good! The artifact?"

The channel cuts to static for a moment.

"Yes... yes, the artifact is secure. It is here. Please hurry to the City of Antehok. It is located roughly South of the excavation site; about 12 kilometres away. Once you arrive at the City, contact me again and I shall give you the co-ordinates of my location and the artifact."

You get a strong feeling that something is very wrong with the voice on the other end of the channel.

With Svari leading the way, you all reach the cover of the nearest destroyed vehicle: A Leman Russ Battle Tank with it's turret and some of it's front armor missing; a blackened crater in the armor where they should be. It's side guns are missing, probably looted. You all just about manage to seek cover behind it. From here, you can hear the roar of gunfire, coupled with the occasional boom from the Basilisks and the cries of the wounded, the insane and that of ordered shouts from the Imperials manning the walls.

The nearest Basilisk is just 60m away, almost facing entirely away from you. The Basilisk is crewed by a small team of Renegade Militia; whether they are Traitor Guard or just simple Chaos trained troops is unknown. Around the Basilisk is a small guardian Horde of yet more Renegade Militia. (Magnitude 15, including the Basilisk crew).

About 100m in front of the Basilisk is the edge of the Chaos assault. Chaos Heretics and Renegade Militia alike send volleys of fire into the walls, only to be answered by a return volley from the Guardsman atop the walls. Amongst the teeming mass of Heretics and Militia is a small handful of Chaos Space Marines, spread out over the battlefield. One such Chaos Marine is leading the troops directly ahead of you, pointing to weakened defences in the walls and firing off his own blast from his Bolter from time to time.

Although the walls are holding, you doubt they'd be able to withstand a seige for much longer.

[Narmoth]

"I propose to split up. At close range I can call upon psychic powers that would be as effective as a flame weapon. I and anyone of you who knows how to operate the tank could then secure it while the rest concentrate on the advancing fallen ones" Onissius proposes as he tighten the attachment of his helmet on his head

[Arcanoi]

A niggling suspicion built in his mind. He regretted the information he'd already given. Perhaps he could catch the man on the other side in a lie. "And the Inquisitor? How is he?"

He switched to the Kill-team's channel briefly. "Brothers, I have contact with a man who claims to be part of the Inquisitor's retinue, but I have my suspicions that he may be an imposter. The inquisitorial ciphers may be compromised." He turned his gaze to the besieged Fortress. "We should target the traitorous astartes and Basilisks. With those gone, the assault will crumble. If we split into groups of two we can hit multiple targets at once and finish this faster."

[Calimos]

Azirel nods towards Brother Tristan, keeping the kill-teams course, until they come into viewing distance of the fortress under siege, and take cover in the destroyed vehicles.

Then he surveys the battlefield as well, while listening intently to Kaeste's transmission and his expressed worries about the inquisitorial cipher being compromised. This could well jeopardize the whole operation and maybe indicate that there was some foul play all along. The Archenemy had laid its influence even here. This was no surprise. But no matter how many were corrupted and fell from grace, he and his brothers would carry forth the cleansing Light of the Emperor and fullfill their duty.

"I'm no expert in armor and vehicles brothers. But, by the Emperor, i'll fight until my last drop of blood to wipe these traitorous scum from the face of the Emperor's domains. Just give the order Tristan and and i'll fall upon them like the Hammer of Judgement. Make sure only to combine our close quarters assault with the neutralization of the basilisks and if at all possible, with some covering fire, in order to confuse the enemy and utilize the element of surprise, by making them think their rear is exposed and thus divert their forces and loose their assault momentum".

[Ceridan]

Tristan slings his Bolter and retrieves his magnoculars and auspex while he weighs the advice his brothers are giving him. “Where are those other Basilisks? Brother Alyxander use your magnoculars to check the right flank, I’ll check the left.” Using his gear, he checks the left flank for signs of the other enemy artillery units.

Awareness test: Perception 38 + 20 (Heightened Senses and Auto-senses) + 20 (Auspex) = 78. [roll0]. Two degrees of success if they are in range of the Auspex, otherwise just a success.

[The Commander]

Tristan
You survey the battleground and spot the other Basilisks. There's no telling if there's more behind the Fortress though. (See OOC map)

Kaeste
"The Inquisitor? Don't you mean she, Enginseer? She was killed, unfortunately." You detect absolutely no remorse, sadness or anger in those words. "When Chaos troops arrived she gave her life so that I and the rest of her cadre could escape. I assume, since you know of the Inquisitor and the artifact here, that you know who I am?"

(See OOC map for battlefield details)

[Bowerbird]

Alyxander quickly scans the battlefield to assess the current situation.

Awareness: [roll0] vs 53

He lowers his magnoculars and switches his weapon over to Telescopic mode,
"My tactical recommendation at this point is that we have Brothers Svari and Azirel engaged the squad ahead, Brothers Tristan and Onissius engage the Basilisk to the left, myself and Brother Kaeste take the one to the right, while Brother Charon provides us with Overwatch. What say you Tristan?"

[The Commander]

Alyxander
(You see exactly the same as Tristan, refer to the battlefield map OOC)

[Arcanoi]

"Ah. Her death is unfortunate, then. You would be Savant Militant Jeremiah, would you not? You command Inquisitor Velvo's cadre now?"

[The Commander]

Kaeste
There is a long pause. The voice then starts speaking again.

"Yes... I am Jeremiah. I am unsure of the locations of the other members of Inquisitor Velvo's cadre. They may have been killed... or worse."

You could of sworn to the Omnissiah himself that you heard a quiet chuckle at the end of that sentence.

"Please hurry to the City of Antehok with the rest of your kill-team. I doubt the artefact and I will remain secure for long."

[Ceridan]

Listening in to brother Kaestre’s conversation over the vox-caster Tristan shakes his head. “Tell Savant Militant Jeremiah that kill teams Alpha Delta Primas, Beta Alpha Secondus and Beta Gamma Secondus have triangulated his position and will arrive there shortly. Stay put. The Emperor Protects. Out.”

Tristan looks at brother Alyxander. ”We will go with your plan with a few refinements. First, this if fort Dorn,” he says, tapping the burnt out Leman Russ. “This is our rally point. Brother Kaestre see what you can do, quietly, to reinforce it. Brother Charon, you will set up here and provide Overwatch.”

”The plan is to break into teams of two, each team takes a different Basilisk. Kill the crew and guards. Load the Earthshaker, lay it in on the traitor marines, Fire one shell. Then, one brother will load again with a krak grenade attached to the shell on a delayed fuse, close the breach. The other brother will attach a krak grenade with the same fuse setting to one of the remaining shells. The enemy will be trying to retake the Basilisks, so withdraw to fort Dorn where brother Charon will be able to provide suppressing fire.”

”Brother Kaestre and I will take the center Basilisk. Brothers Alyxander and Azirel will take the Basilisk on the left. Brothers Svari and Onissius take the right. Brothers Kaestre, Alyxander, and Onissius will be responsible for firing the Earthshakers. Brothers Azirel, Svari and I will Load and spot. Questions?”

[Arcanoi]

Caught up by Tristan's battle plan, Kaeste nearly forgot to respond over the vox. "Very well, Savant-Militant. Hold your position. Kill-Teams Alpha Gamma Primus and Beta Alphas Secundus have triangulated your location and will be there imminently. The Emperor Protects."

[Executus]

Nodding, the devastator hefts his bolter, and loads a magazine of metal storm rounds. "Understood. I'll advance down the center, ready to open fire when the assaulting forces turn back from the walls. On your mark, Tristan."

OOC:

Activating and sustaining Sustained Suppression for 2 Cohesion.

Declaring Overwatch (Full Auto Burst) on the area in front of the center Basilisk.

[Narmoth]

"I am ready." Onissius confirms the instructions

[The Commander]

Kaeste
The channel cuts to static for a second before coming back to life.

"You are not coming to secure the artifact yourselves? Hmm... very well. I shall await the other teams. What method of extraction do you intend to utilise to get us off this damned rock?"

Charon
(Ok, so I'm going to assume that you're going to provide a mobile overwatch toward the basilisk closest to you? Interesting!)

(Whenever you're ready, make your move; with your cover, the cover of night and all the noise, you've got them by surprise)

[Calimos]

"Acknowledged Triastan, moving on with brother Alyxander. The Emperor be with you."

Azirel moves towards the left basilisk as designated by Tristan, hoping their intervention will be in time to turn the tide of the siege.

[Daisuke1133]

"Understood, we will bring swift death to them all."

Svari heads to Basilisk on the right with Onissius.

[Arcanoi]

Kaeste surveyed the tank for a moment, cogitators thrumming. The plate there serves more purpose, use it to bolster.. yes. Move the engine block here.. Aha! With deft movements, his servo-arm swung forth and dug into the armor plating, twisting and shifting slight changes into the metal. In moments, a subtle fortification took form out of the carcass of the tank. As he worked, he spoke over the vox. "The expected extraction method is via Thunderhawk Gunship. You will be informed if plans change. Hold your position and only contact me if something changes on your end."

He switched back to the squad channel. "In the Emperor's Name, brothers." He slammed a clip of Kraken bolts into his bolter and the indicator light let out a satisfied blip. It was as eager to end the traitor Astartes as he was.


Bolstering the cover of the Tank.

[Ceridan]

As brother Kaestre finishes his work, Tristan selects his metal storm rounds from the fire selector and looks to the rest of the squad. “All right brothers, get into position and await my signal to engage.” Nodding to the others he intones, “Strength and Honour brothers.” With that he starts around the Leman Russ, keeping low, heading for the center Basilisk and its attendant crew and guards.

[Executus]

Stepping up to follow the squad leader, Charon voice resonates through the vox with building fury. "We are the Emperor's wrath! Let the blood of the unclean act as an offering to the Lion's shade!"

[Bowerbird]

Alyxander nods gravely ensuring his Fire Selector is set to Kraken, with Metal Storm on backup. "Are we to coordinate our attacks to better keep the element of surprise?"

[Ceridan]

"Yes brother, we will strike when all three teams are in position," Tristan responds to brother Alyxander's question.

[Bowerbird]

With Brother Azirel alongside, Alyxander creeps into position just over 100m away from the Heretics and their Earthshaker. "In position, awaiting signal."

[The Commander]

(See OOC for enemy Awareness rolls, I'm going to treat each 'team' and associated Horde as a seperate combat)

Tristan, Kaeste and Charon
You make your way, as carefully as possible towards the centre Basilisk, trying to remain as unseen as possible on the open ground. As you get closer and closer, the shells being fired rumble the earth around you with increased intensity. You make it to about 35m to your target when one of the Renegade Militia squints in your direction and raises the alarm: "Contacts! Protect the Basilisks! For the Dark Gods!" Following the militia man's gaze, the other members of the small guardian Horde spot you, including the crew of the Basilisk, although they continue to load and fire.

(You three roll for Initiative, you no longer have them by surprise, Tristan and Kaeste are 35m away from the Basilisk and Horde, with however many metres Charon chooses to be behind them. Having been spotted, do you wish to engage them in your Overwatch Charon? Renegade Militia's Initiative - [roll0])

Svari and Onissuis
Keeping low and treading softly, you manage to make it to within 30m of the Basilisk and it's guardian Horde of Renegade Militia without being spotted.

(You still have the element of surprise from this position, once you start firing, Renegade Militia Initiative is [roll1])

Alyxander and Azirel
Having chosen to opt for a safer, longer distance from the Basilisk and her guardian Horde of Renegade Militia, you get into position without fear of being spotted.

(You still have the element of surprise from this position, once you start firing, Renegade Militia Initiative is [roll2])

[Narmoth]

Onissius whispers: "I will try to set them on fire and then you can either charge or fire on them"

Psy Power "Avenger" [roll0] vs 44
Dmg [roll1] 2 x penetration

[Arcanoi]

"Damn their eyes!" Kaeste swore. His bolter hummed in his hands and he raised it and began to fire, his wrath channeled into burning bolts that blasted heretics off their feet.


Initiative - [roll0]

Kaeste will then, when his turn comes around, open up with a Full Auto burst.

BS = 56 + 10 for close range + 20 for Full Auto = 86 [roll1]

[Narmoth]

Trying rolls again for Onissius
Focus Power Test: will power: 39 + Psy rating x 5: 15 = [roll0] vs 54

"I wonder if this drew to much attention..."

[Ceridan]

"Engage Brothers," Tristan says over the squad vox net.


Initiative [roll0]
Full auto volley of metal storm shells on the traitors. BS of 44 + 10 half range + 20 full auto. [roll1]
Nice. :smallbiggrin:
Success + 6 degrees, so all 4 shells hit.
Magnatude damage: 4 hits x 2 blast = 8 + 1 for type x + 1 for power armour history = 10.
-or-
4 hits + (4 x 2 for blast) +1 for type x, +1 for power armour history = 14.
Not sure which way we are doing it?

[Executus]

Sneering silently to himself, Charon readies to fire on the heretics ahead. "Enough cowardly sneaking. The time for stealth seems to be over. I'll continue to cover the main horde from here."


Charon is right with Tristan and Kaeste. He was only going to hang back if they tried to enter melee with the guards.

Sustained Suppression allows Charon to act normally while maintaining overwatch, so he is still providing overwatch against the main horde assaulting the walls.

Rolled in OOC.
Initiative: [roll]1d10+4[roll]
Full Auto Burst: 48 + 20 + 10 (range) = 78
[roll]1d100[roll]

2 DoS, giving 3 hits with metal storm. Min dmg is 10 Pen 4, so that gives 6 Magnitude + 1 for X + 3 (Unrelenting) 10 Magnitude damage.

Looks like they are dead before Charon's turn. I seem to be doing well at rolling awful for Initiative :smallyuk:

Anyway...Charon will remain in Support range while they move up to the Basilisk. If the main horde was alerted by this skirmish, he will begin firing on them.

[Daisuke1133]

"The time has come for you to die, heretic scum!" Svari declares as he opens fire with his Bolter.

Auto-fire from close range on surprised target with Metal Storm Rounds
[roll0] vs 104
4*2+1=9 Magnitude Damage

[The Commander]

Tristan, Kaeste and Charon
Having been spotted, you quickly put the Renegade Milita down in a hail of Bolter and Metal Storm rounds; leaving none alive and the leaving the Basilisk spattered crimson and slightly pocket marked. Such is the speed and lethality of your takedown that Brother Charon barely has to stop walking whilst you deal with the Renegade Militia. Indeed, such is the speed and lethality that no general alarm could be sounded and the main Hordes engaging the walls remain engaged in their assault, thinking all is well.

Despite this, however, it is likely that any long silence from this Basilisk will rouse suspicion and may expose you.

Svari and Onissius
(OOC: Onissius, are you using your power on Fettered, Unfettered or are you Pushing it? Whatever you choose, you've activated your power and it's done it's work)

Onissius mumbles a few words under his breathe and gestures towards the Renegade Militia around the Basilisk. Suddenly the space in front of Onissius bursts into flame and you can make out the shapes of Warp Warden Battle Brothers of centuries past within the flames. They then join together to form a flaming construct and hurl themselves towards the enemy. The Renegade Militia barely have time to raise their hands in a crude protective manner before the flames wash over them, engulfing them in fiery death.

Those that remain alive after the deadly psychic assault are immediately cut down by Svari's Metal Storm rounds, sending gore splattering over the Basilisk and silencing them before they even knew what hit them. The Basilisk is secure and the Horde engaging the walls are none the wiser.

Despite this, however, it is likely that any long silence from this Basilisk will rouse suspicion and may expose you.

[Arcanoi]

Kaeste nodded in satisfaction as the traitors fell to a man and sprinted forward for the Basilisk's cabin. He hefted himself up into the seat and began to survey the controls. He quickly realized, with a rictus grin, that he knew exactly how to operate the mighty beast. A mechandendrite slithered out and plugged in. The machine spirit was screaming in agony. But beneath that he felt a burning desire to visit its wrath on the heretics and renegades who had twisted its purpose. "Tristan, you will need to spot for me. This beast is eager to visit vengeance on those who so defiled it."

[Daisuke1133]

Svari spots a flat, slate shaped rock the size of his hands and picks it up. He then turns to Onissius and says, "Come on, We need to get this thing firing before the traitors notice anything." He then runs toward the Basilisk to load the first shot.

[Ceridan]

Tristan follows brother Kaestre at a dead sprint toward the Basilisk, leaping onto the back of the traitor machine. “Copy that brother,” he responds to the techmarine.

If the earthshaker is loaded Tristan uses his magnoculars and auspex to spot for Kaestre. If the earthshaker is not loaded, he follows the techmarine’s instructions on loading the weapon.

[Narmoth]

Onissius follows Svari to the Basilisk

[The Commander]

Tristan, Kaeste and Charon
(See OOC post for details of how to fire and load. So, who are you aiming for? The Heretics, the Renegades or the lone Chaos Space Marine?)

The breech is loaded and ready to fire, the co-ordinates just need to be set for the firing arc.

Svari and Onissius
(See OOC post for details of how to fire and load. So, who are you aiming for? The Heretics or the Renegades? Or are you going to reposition the Basilisk?

The breech is loaded and ready to fire, the co-ordinates just need to be set for the firing arc.

[Ceridan]

Tristan, using his magnoculars and auspex, plots trajectories for the earthshaker. “Target the traitor marine. Wind direction, South-South West at 5kph. Range 102m. Adjusting firing angle by 2 degrees. Shell loaded. Fire when ready brother Kaestre.”

[Arcanoi]

The basilisk seemed to move of its own volition, shifting at Tristan's words to bring its mighty Earthshaker Cannon to bear on the traitorous astartes. It purred with catharsis as the cannon made a few more minute adjustments. "Fire," whispered Kaeste, and the Basilisk spoke, a roar of pent up fury as the shell hurtled upwards, bearing up and then down on the Chaos Marine with frightening speed.


Drive - 42 Agility + 10 + 30(Do we get this bonus if we fire on the Chaos Marines?)= 82 [roll0]

Dawwww! :smallmad:


This shot would not fail. The basilisk deserved it's revenge. He'd run the calculations three times. Nothing could stop the machine spirit's final act of spite.


Activating Demeanor to reroll.

Still going for 82. 1d100

[Bowerbird]

On Tristan's signal, Alyxander motions for Azirel to begin his charge, waits 5 seconds then opens fire with his bolter set to Metal Storm rounds.

Full-Auto Burst
BS: [roll0] vs 73 (+modifiers for horde size if applicable)

[Executus]

After the Basilisk thunders off a shell into the crowd ahead, Charon adds his firepower to the cacophony. "Commencing support fire. The foul Traitors will fall beneath my avenging fire. No mercy for those who scorn the Emperor's Light!"

OOC:

I'm going to assume the Renegade horde is mostly gone. If they are around 1/2 strength or higher, apply the burst at them instead of the Traitor marine.

Full Auto fire at the Traitor Marine
BS: 48 + 20 +30 (Unaware)
[roll0]
6 hits on the Marine. 22, 26, 14, 24, 15, 21 all Pen 4. That's Arm, Arm, Body, Head, Body, Arm per the chart on 239.


Unleashing the Overwatch burst on the Heretics around him.
BS: 48 +20 + 30(size?) +10 (unaware) = 108
[roll1] See OOC for Damage rolls

6 DoS = 7 rounds = (7x2 +1 +4) = 19 Magnitude damage.

The horde also needs to take a Pinning test at -20. Not sure if they get any modifiers for being a horde (didn't see any).


Unleashing a hellish salvo, Charon sends heavy fire at the heretics and the Traitor marine assaulting the walls. Untold numbers of heretics are torn apart by his fire. "To forget is to forgive. I forget nothing!"

[Calimos]

"Acknowledged brother". Azirel confirms Alyxander's command and righteous anger begins to build inside him as he recites litanies of hate against the enemies of Mankind and as the glorious image of his Primarch hovers in his memory. Before him are the tainted humans who succumbed to Chaos and amidst them, foremost in their unholy onslaught against the Imperial forces, are the vile traitor marines, who fell to the lure of the Chaos gods and damned themselves for all eternity.

"Those who forsake the Light of the Emperor shall face His righteous judgment. Those who consort with the vile forces of Chaos, shall face His eternal wrath".

His blood almost boils in his veins and eyes are wells of fury behind his helmet. He tightens his grip on his chainsword and bolt pistol and is almost as a whirlwind waiting to be unleashed.

[Narmoth]

Onissius climbs up to the platform and checks if the hatch to the drivers compartment is closed shut or is possible to open

[The Commander]

Azirel
(OOC: You would have had time to Frenzy by now, what actions are you taking after you Frenzy?)

Onissius
The hatch swings open easily and the cab is empty. Inside the cab are the vehicle's mobility controls, all of which you understand due to your ground based vehicle training. You can see out of the cab via a tiny slit in the armor.

[Narmoth]

"It's empty" Onissius states
"Can you turn it towards the western group of the fallen marines so I can aim at them?" he asks Svari

[Daisuke1133]

"Right away Brother," Svari says as he climbs into the driver's cab, setting the rock near the accelerator. Looking out the slit he pivots the Basilisk so that it faces the Traitor Marine assaulting the east wall of the fortress.

If necessary: [roll0] vs 40

[Narmoth]

Ballistics test: [roll0]
Ballistic skill 44 aiming at the Horde +40

Onissius fires a shell at the horde surrounding the chaos marine on the right side of the fort

[The Commander]

Svari and Onissius
(OOC: You don't need to perform a Drive Test to move the Basilisk, and Onissius, firing a shell requires a Drive (Ground Vehicle) Test, as you're trying to work out by how much you need to adjust your firing arc using the various levers, however you still passed regardless, I'll IC the damage once Azirel and Alyxander's combat has been resolved, since it would of been resolved by the time you'd of fired.)

Azirel and Alyxander
As Alyxander readies to shoot, Azirel, fuelled by a Righteous Frenzy, runs towards the Militia around the Basilisk in preparation to drop on them with wings of fury and death. Unfortunately Azirel's sprint is noticed by the Militia and they prepare themselves to defend the Basilisk. "Incoming! Protect the Basilisk! For Chaos!"

(Horde is no longer surprised, Horde Initiative was 9, Azirel will make a successful Charge using his jump pack on his turn, however it was specified that Alyxander would fire before Azirel's Charge, so I shall allow the effects of that to have occured. Both of you roll initiative.)

As Alyxander watches Azirel run across the plain in a Frenzy of bloodlust, he notices that the Militia has spotted his Brother and opens fire, hoping to reduce the enemy numbers for Azirel by the time he gets to them. 4 Metal Storm rounds scream through the night and for a moment it looks like only one would find it's mark and only just barely. However at the last moment the Militia shift into a defensive formation around the Basilisk, a tight cluster, which proves to be an unwise choice for them as all 4 rounds explode upon them in glorious fashion, sending gore everything. And destroying over half of them. (4 hits * 2 Blast + 1 Explosive = 9 Mag Damage, Horde will test to break on their turn, however they are Disciplined and do not suffer the -10 penalty to their WP).

[Calimos]

Azirel pushes his jump-pack to the limits, and as hatred for the vile chaos worshippers burns fiery within him, the jump-pack's thrusters burn incadescent.

"For Sanguinius, for the Emperor, death to the heretic", Azirel shouts at the top of his lungs, his voice enhanced by his suit's vox unit as he charges like a flaming comet to the - already decimated by his brother's intervention - horde of heretic scum.

[Bowerbird]

Beneath Alyxander's helmet, his face is a grim mask of hatred, he continues the hail of bolter fire into the horde of foul heretics.

Gonna go with another full burst into the mob. Still on Metal Storm rounds, currently used 9/28 I think.
BS: [roll0] vs 73

[The Commander]

Azirel and Alyxander
Alyxander again lets fly with his Metal Storm rounds and the remaining Militia are swiftly cut down in the hail of deadly bullets and frag. Only a single Militiaman remains. He turns around to survey the casualties to his squad, only to find them all dead, and turns back to face his foes, contemplating fleeing. He does not get the chance. (4 hits * 2 Blast + 1 Explosive = 9 Mag Damage, Horde is destroyed)

His jump pack, his chainsword and indeed he himself roaring, Azirel descends upon the lone Militiaman, sweeping his Chainsword in a downward arc. There is a muffled roaring from the Chainsword before both sides of the Militiaman fall neatly away from each other as he is cleft in two, blood oozing everywhere and coating Azirel in the familiar colour of crimson. With this fight over and his bloodlust no where near satisfied, Azirel looks, almost hungrily, at the Hordes attacking the walls.

(Due to the speed of your take down, the Hordes and CSMs are unaware you've hijacked the Basilisk. If you take too long to fire, they'll get suspicious of course. Since there is still combat going on around Azirel, even though he's not technically part of it right now, he remains Frenzied and must move to engage the Hordes attacking the walls (he may choose to avoid the ones that will be hit by the Basilisk shell) or he may pass a Challenging (+0) Willpower Test to temporarily regain control of himself and aid Alyxander in the firing of the shell.)

[Bowerbird]

"Calm yourself, brother. We take the Basilisk!" he says into the vox to Azirel as he sprints towards the empty Earthshaker.

[Calimos]

Rage. Fury. Crimson rivers from the blood of heretics. More of them further away, besieging the loyal forces of the Emperor. And amidst them the vilest of all, Chaos Marines, the fallen, the damned, the iredeemable. Retribution is at hand. He shall descend upon them as an angel of death, cut them to pieces, sent their unholy souls to eternal torment, for that is the fate of those who defy the God-Emperor. A crimson haze in his eyes, almost threatening to engulf him...

And then...his brother's curt voice through the vox-link, cutting sharply at the web of his thoughts. Trying to pull him from his frenzied state, from his engulfing and self-consuming bloodlust.

He must calm himself. They have a plan. He has orders. Father Sanguinius. Lord Emperor. Grant me strength of will, to regain my composure and serve you as my brothers deem better. Calm my soul to better execute Your plan.

Willpower test [roll0] vs 49 to recover from Frenzy.

[The Commander]

Azirel and Alyxander
Azirel tries to calm himself, however the thought of letting the vile and treacherous servants of Chaos live another second angers him more and an almost feral indistinct pulls him towards the Hordes assaulting the walls at a run.

Seeing his Brother abandon the plan and run towards the enemy, Alyxander realises his Brother is lost to his battle Frenzy and he must act quickly to spot and fire for the Basilisk and turn it towards the Chaos Marine if necessary. By the time he reaches the Basilisk's bloody controls, Azirel is nearly within Charging distance of the Hordes, having slowed his pace slightly in the knowledge of a coming bombardment on the forces ahead of him by his Brother.

(Azirel may wait within Charging distance of the closest Horde (in this case, a Mag 40 Renegade Militia Horde assaulting the South-West of the Fortress), however if and once the shell from the Basilisk falls he must direct all his efforts into meleeing or getting into melee with the Hordes around him. The Basilisk Alyxander is using is not currently aimed toward a CSM. It can be repositioned slightly to the left to hit the one leading the assault on the West wall, however once that is done, the firing arc needs to be adjusted and then the shell will be fired, which will take a Full Turn longer than the other two teams who have already moved/calculated a firing arc.)

[Bowerbird]

Alyxander spends a moment positioning the Basilisk to fire on the Chaos Marine, while he does so he speaks into the vox, "Brother Azirel has succumbed to the righteous fury of The Emperor and charged the heretics. Preparing to fire the Earthshaker by myself." That said he makes a final minute adjustment before opening fire.

Drive (Ground Vehicle) check: [roll0] vs 82

[Narmoth]

Onissius loads and fires again, this time aiming at the militia
[roll0] vs <drive (ground vehicle) 34 + horde +40 => 74

[The Commander]

At almost exactly the same time, each of the three Basilisks you occupy unleash their payload upon the Enemy. There is a mighty BOOM! from the Basilisks as the loaders among you press the firing buttons and the vehicles shudder slightly. The shells whistle through the air for a moment before three massive, loud, white explosions fill the area where they land around the Fortress, lighting up the battleground and causing a slight rumble in the ground. The explosions are followed by a rain of mud and body parts and a cloud of red and white mist.

There is an almighty cheer from the defenders on the walls and the remains of the Hordes fighting the walls turn towards you in utter confusion. You hear other booms further away from you from Basilisks still in Enemy hands and their shells slam into the Fortress, taking out sizeable chunks of wall and Fortress Hub.

Alyxander and Azirel
(Since you mentioned you were aiming at the CSM, you don't get the Massive Target bonus of +30, just the +10 from Close Range. Even so, you hit him :smallwink: )

The shell screams through the air and neatly falls home above the CSM before exploding in spectacular fashion. Renegade Militia and Heretics just outside the blast range and thrown high into the air and then come crashing down again. They don't get up. As the smoke clears there is a large round circle of a gap between the Renegade Militia and the Heretics where the CSM once stood. There is absolutely no sign of him whatsoever and it is fair to assume he was vaporised in the blast. A large chunk of the Militia and Heretics also appear to have been vaporised. Both of these Hordes turn to your Basilisk with looks of confusion and utter disbelief at the complete and sudden loss of their commander. The Renegade Militia are visibly shaking with fear.

The first thing they see is Brother Azirel standing just behind them and although they cannot see it, there is a rather large grin on his face.

(The CSM is dead. Completely. 10 Mag Damage was also suffered to both Hordes due to the blast radius. Since both Hordes were Mag 40, that means that both must test WP or break. Roll Initiative. Renegade WP test = 35 vs [roll0] - They break on their turn. Heretic WP test = 40 vs [roll1] - They don't, which is a good thing. Renegade Initiative = [roll2]. Heretic Initiative = [roll3]. Azirel must move to melee engage the Renegade Horde on his turn, unless the Militia go first. The Militia are within normal Charge Distance, although the Heretics are further and requires Wings of Angels to reach them in one turn.)

Svari and Onissius
(Your Drive (Ground Vehicle) is tested against your Agility, which in this case is 40, not 34. It takes a Full Round to reload the Basilisk and you can only reload once it is your turn.)

The shell roars from your Basilisk and, after whistling through the air for a moment, detonates in glorious fashion within the ranks of the Renegade Militia, sending dozens flying and vaporised hundreds more. Body parts rain down upon the survivers and each one is coated in a fine red mist. They turn to face your Basilisk, shock and confusion rife amongst them. The CSM also turns to see what's happened and roars out in defiance.

"BY THE DARK GODS!!! YOU WILL PAY DEARLY FOR...."

His speech is cut short by the realisation of the dead Renegade Militia surrounding the Basilisk and the unchanged angle of the barrel.

"ENEMY AT THE REAR! THEY HAVE THE BASILISK! ALL UNITS! CHARGE THE BASILISK NOW!!!"

Despite the din of the battle, you can clearly his roaring voice and he rallies the Heretics attacking the walls to disengage and focus on you. The Militia look less than eager, being at the frontline.

(25 Mag Damage to the Militia, they are down to 15 Mag and must test to break. Roll for Initiative. Renegade's WP = 35 vs [roll4] - They break on their turn. CSM Initiative = [roll5]. Heretic's Initiative = [roll6].)

Tristan, Charon and Kaeste
Kaeste goes over the calculations in his mind, drawing upon the knowledge of how Basilisk trajectory works and speaking directly to the agonised machine spirits of the Basilisk. He then fires the shell which explodes out of the barrel and appears to head towards the CSM. Unfortunately the shell detonates just short and obliterates a large portion of the Renegade Militia behind him, sending gore and bodies everywhere. It seems the tortured machine spirits were unable to provide an accurate enough shot. No matter; the annihilation of Chaos is still pleasing.

The smoke has barely cleared when you hear the CSM scream out in anger and turn towards you.

"WHAT IN DAMNATION...."

He does not get a chance to finish his sentence as Charon unloads a hail of Metal Storm rounds towards him. Most of the shells scream home, peppering the Traitor in deadly hot frag. His armor visibly buckles under the immense bombardment and such is the enormous amount of punishment inflicted that his left arm disintergrates along with his shoulder and leftmost part of his chest. He lets out a cry of anguish as he falls to the ground; only to fall silent a moment later. A few of the Heretics around him also lie dead, the frag from the Metal Storm rounds finding a place in their bodies too.

Charon does not stop there though and proceeds to unleash another volley of Metal Storm rounds into the vile scum of Chaos; a small pile of spent casings piling up at his feet. All but one of the bullets gloriously coat the Heretics in lethal shrapnel or decorate their bodies with a giant hole. Well over half of them are dead by the time the Heavy Bolter falls silent.

(After working out all the damage done to the CSM, and factoring in True Grit, he ended up on Crit 8 to the Left Arm. He is most certainly dead. 25 Mag Damage to the Militia, they are down to 15 Mag and must test to break. 24 Mag Damage to the Heretics, down to 16 Mag. As per the OOC roll, they break on their turn. But of course, when Heretics break they don't flee, they go into a Frenzy. Roll for Initiative if you haven't already. Renegade's WP = 35 vs [roll7] - They break on their turn. CSM Initiative = [roll8]. Heretic's Initiative = [roll9].)

Initiative Order:

Tristan - 8 - Wins Initiative over Charon with an Ag of 44 to 40
Charon - 8
Chaos Heretics - 8 - Lose with an Ag of 30
Renegade Militia - 7
Kaeste - ? - Needs to roll

[Ceridan]

Tristan listened to brother Alyxander’s report about brother Azirel, followed by the dull thud when their earthshaker fired. Only a bad plan could not be altered in the field, he thought to himself. “Change of plans brothers,” he said over the squad vox net, “we hold the basilisks.”

“Brother Charon, shift your suppressive fire to the left to support brother Azirel. Brother Alyxander use the heavy bolter in the forward compartment to provide covering fire, or move to engage at your discretion. Brothers Svari and Onissius, reload and fire again, aim for the heretics. Brother Kaestre, reload, I'll get us into position to fire.”

Tristan dropped down into the driver's compartment and turned the vehicle East, toward brother Svari and Onissius' engagement for fear of the shell hitting to close to brother Azirel. "Once we knock out the infantry, we will try to silence the other enemy Basilisks still firing from the North."

OOC: That should put us back on track.

[Narmoth]

Onissius shouts to Svari "Incomming heretics here. I think you might want to come up with me to face them if I can't get them with the Basilisk's cannon" as he reloads to fire again

action for next round:
[roll0] (that should be a hit)

[Executus]

Receiving Tristan's update, the massive devastator shifts his aim. "Acknowledged."

Muzzle flare illuminates the area around Charon, providing a strobe light effect as he he stands immobile, like a titanic statue, as distant explosions erupt in the enemy forces.

OOC:

BS: 48 +20(Full auto) +30(Size) = 98
[roll0]

Unrelenting damage, if successful.
[roll1]

So, 7 DoS = 16 hits + 1 for X + 5 = 22 Magnitude.

Down to 30 rounds of Metal Storm remaining.

[The Commander]

Svari and Onissius
Initiative Order is:

Chaos Space Marine - 8
Svari - Wins Initiative over Chaos Heretics with a higher Ag Bonus
Chaos Heretics - 7
Onissius - 5
Renegade Militia - 4

(Onissius, you need to reload before you can fire again, that takes a Full Action, it is now the CSM's turn, followed by Svari)

The Chaos Space Marine raises his desecrated Chainsword to the air and roars.

"ANNIHILATE THEM!!! MOVE OUT OF RANGE OF THE CANNON!!!"

He then runs as fast as he can towards you, knowing he needs to get out of the range of your Basilisk's cannon. (CSM is now 70m away from you)

It is now Svari's Turn.

Tristan, Charon and Kaeste
Initiative Order is:

Tristan - 8 - Wins Initiative over Charon with an Ag of 44 to 40
Charon - 8
Chaos Heretics - 8 - Lose with an Ag of 30
Renegade Militia - 7
Kaeste - 6

Tristan brings the Basilisk around to aim at the Hordes to the East. He notices the Chaos Space Marine breaking from the Horde and running at full speed towards Svari and Onissuis' Basilisk, although he is still some distance from them.

(Due to your position, you're only going to be able to hit the Renegades. If that is a problem I'll let you veto your action)

The pile of spent casings continues to pile up at Charon's feet as more rounds spew forth from his Heavy Bolter, intend on finding an Enemy and putting him down for good. 8 of the rounds do just that and the already battered and confused Militia are hosed in a storm of lethal frag and shells. Only a small portion of the Militia are left when Charon's weapon falls silent. (22 Mag Damage from 30 = 8. Horde has already broken, although you're definately reinforcing that fact!)

The Chaos Heretics look down at their dead leader and brethren, then up at Charon and your Basilisk. "REVENGE!!! KILL THE LOYALIST DOG!!!" They drop their gun and run towards you, shrieking insane curses and gibbering all the way.

(Horde is Frenzied, Free Action - Drop Autopistols, Full Action - Run 18m towards you. Since I'm assuming Charon is standing in front of the Basilisk (so he could shoot at the Enemy), he would be closest and roughly 95m away. The Heretics had both their Autopistols and Monoblades drawn as part of the assault, so they need not ready their Monoblades.)

The Renegade Militia, having suffered heavy loses and not wanting to suffer anymore at the hands of Astartes, break from the assault and run off in all different directions. (Horde is broken and fleeing)

It is Kaeste's turn to act.

[Bowerbird]

"Acknowledged. Reloading the Basilisk before taking further action." Alyxander says over the vox, resisting the urge to take up his bolter and charge the heretic scum.

[Arcanoi]

"Rest well, faithful machine," Kaeste whispered as he withdrew the mechadendrite.The screaming had quieted, slightly, and as he withdrew it was replaced with the far louder sound of dozens or hundreds of eviscerated heretics crying out their last. He understood then; the tortured machine spirit of the basilisk had no frame of tactical reference; it had guided the shot into the tight-packed mass of heretics, rather than aiming for their commander. He smiled, and then turned as Charon's heavy bolter opened up. The Chaos Marine went down in a spray of super-heated shrapnel and Kaeste's rictus grin grew wider. "Sleep well, child of the Omnissiah," he intoned over the Basilisk, and advanced out of the cabin, readying his bolter and firing a shot off at the encroaching heretics.


Half Action - Draw Bolter, Half Action - Standard Attack

BS - 56 + 30 (Do I get the size modifier or is it too small due to casualties?) = 86 [roll0]

[Calimos]

As Azirel runs towards the forces of the enemy, his rage boils inside him. Righteous anger and fury welling deep inside his soul awaken at the prospect of delivering the Emperor's vengeance upon those vile heretics. He rejoices as the sounds of desperation and surprise echo from among their ranks, while shouts of hope and courage can be heard from the faithful Imperial Guard troopers on the fortress. In front of him, the traitorous militia and the heretics. The grin in his face widens and as his vision closes in on them, his hands grip tightly his weapons, his chainsword starts whirring and he charges their decimated ranks, letting out a bone-chilling warcry.

Charging the militia (i think they're within distance).
WS: [roll0] vs 58+10 (frenzy) +10 (charge) = 78

The Emperor truly guided my hand on this one:smallsmile:. 6 DoS = 3 hits on the militia.
Rolling separately damage for each hit in OOC thread.

[The Commander]

Azirel and Alyxander
Alyxander begins the process of hefting the heavy shell into the now empty breech of the Basilisk's gun and securing the barrel door lock.

Meanwhile, the Heretics, having seen Azirel too, move slightly forward into the ranks of the Militia, trying to get within a decent shooting range. (Full Action Move, Heretics are now roughly 60m from Azirel)

The Militia, on the otherhand, decide not to stick around for the inevitable bloodshed at the hands of the Marine standing before them, Chainsword in hand and a jump pack strapped to his back. They decide fleeing is the better option and scatter in all different directions.

As the Militia scatter, the Heretics are left alone, screaming curses and firing pot-shots at the fleeing Militia out of pure spite. They are ill-prepared for the furious assault from Azirel as he guns his jump pack and lands directly in the middle of the mass of Heretics, cutting down dozens in a sweeping arc of roaring teeth from his Chainsword. Traitorous blood covers Azirel from head to toe, but this suits him just fine.

(Militia have broken and are fleeing, 4 Mag Damage on the Heretics from Azirel, bringing them down to 26 Mag. Depending on Alyxander's Initiative, it is either his turn, in which he may choose to reposition the Basilisk (Half Action) and readjust aim (Full Action) or the Heretic's turn)

Tristan, Charon and Kaeste
(OOC: I also forgot the Heretics were running, meaning a -20 to BS, although you still managed to hit them with a single shot)

Kaeste hops out of the driver's cab and fires a round toward the running Heretics. The shell flies through a line of bodies, sending deadly shrapnel out of each of them as it penetrates, killing a jagged line of vile Chaos scum before coming to a halt. (1 hit + 1 explosive = 2 Mag Damage. Horde is now at 14 Mag. It is Tristan, then Charon's turn to act.

[Daisuke1133]

OOC:
Svari is going to use the Basilisk's Heavy Bolter to Suppress the Heretics. I assume that it is a Drive Test as well rather that a BS Test, like the Earth Shaker Cannon. Also is it possible to spot from within the cab or does Svari have to get out? Either way he will be getting out so that he can engage the Chaos Marine.

"Acknowledged, Brother. But first we should see if we cannot do something about that Traitor Marine," Svari says as he draws his bolter and sticks it out of the cab to fire at the Chaos Marine with the Kraken Rounds.

BS Test posted in OOC Thread.

"Drive (Ground Vehicles) Test" - [roll0] vs 20 (I think, feel free to correct.) Wow I feel like I'm playing Dark Heresy.

[Ceridan]

Tristan, standing in the drivers compartment, switched his bolter to his left hand and fired off a full auto burst of regular bolt rounds at the Heretic rabble baring down on him and his team.

BS 44 + 20 full auto, - 20 target running = 44. [roll]1d100[/roll
Edit: Brackets not closed. :smallfrown: Rolling in OOC

[The Commander]

Svari and Onissius
(It'd be a BS test this time, since you're actually firing the weapon and aiming yourself, rather than relying on controls to do it for you. And no, you can't spot from the driver's cab; your view is somewhat obscured by the armored panels. There is a 10% chance that all the ammo for the Heavy Bolter is gone (a roll of 91-100) [roll0], if all the ammo is gone, I'll let you change your actions - The Emperor really has abandoned you this mission, hasn't he!)

You check the Basilisk's Heavy Bolter and curse as you find it's magazine empty. Either the ammo was removed prior to the Basilisk being stolen or the vile servants of Chaos have extra Heavy Bolter ammunition somewhere... You don't know, but either way it's not here and it's not loaded into the Heavy Bolter.

Instead you hop out of the driver's cab and fire a burst off at the CSM running towards you, although you miss him, shells hurtling past his horned helmet.

The Heretics, not wanting to argue with their master, begin running towards you. (Full Action Run 18m - 82m from the Basilisk)

Onissius begins reloading the Basilisk, grabbing and pushing the heavy Earthshaker shell into the breech of the cannon and locking the barrel door. Svari feeds him a firing solution based on the last shot (I'm going to assume you're doing this automatically, since you're still next to the Basilisk) and Onissius fine tunes the aim of the giant gun. (Ready to fire next round)

The Renegade Militia, having suffered heavy casualties, decides fleeing is the better option and scatter in all different directions; leaving the Heretics and the CSM to fight the battle themselves. Both are unaware of their abandonment by the Militia.

The CSM continues his run and makes it inside the Basilisk's minimum firing range. "YOU CANNOT HOPE TO STOP ME, CORPSE THRONE DOGS!!!"

(Full Action Run 30m - CSM is now 40m from the Basilisk and is within the minimum firing range (a.k.a, you can no longer shoot him with the Basilisk) It is now Svari's Turn).

(-Edited out Pinning Test Roll, in hindsight I should have just crossed it out, but that's why the roll doesn't match the database roll)

Tristan, Charon and Kaeste
Tristan snaps off a round at the running Heretics, but fails to hit any of them, his shells slamming harmlessly into the ground around them.

(Will add Charon's actions here)

[Executus]

Seeing that Azirel and Alyxsander had their flank well in hand, Charon shifts his fire to the other flank. "Commencing supporting fire to the east."

Unconcerned by the heretics advancing on his position, the Dark Angel once again lights up the night with his heavy bolter.


Full Auto at the Heretics advancing on Svari/Onissius
BS:48 + 20 + 30: 98
[roll0]

Bah. 1 off 7 DoS...
6 DoS = 7 hits of Metal Storm = 20 Mag (7 x2 + 1 (X) + 5 (Unrelenting))

[Narmoth]

"No, but we can expect to kill you" Onissius says calmly, and almost friendly, talking more to Svari than to the Chaos Marine as he draws his Force Sword (he can still fire the earthsaker after he has drawn his sword, can't he?)

[The Commander]

Charon, Svari and Onissius
Metal Storm Shells hurtle across the battlefield and each of you see them mostly roar home into the Heretics, releasing their payload of frag moments before piercing their unholy bodies. Just about half of the Heretics fall to Charon's deadly onslaught. The surviving Heretics are driven on by the site of their dead brethren and their master charging ahead of them, but don't seem too phased by the bloodshed and battle around them.

(20 Mag Damage to the Heretics, down to 20 Mag left. Reduced 25% to 50%. Since they aren't actually below 50% strength, they don't suffer the -10 WP penalty. Heretic's WP = 40 vs [roll0] - They don't break.)

EDIT: - Yes, you can draw your Force Sword as a Free Action, as you have Quick Draw.

Charon, Tristan and Kaeste
The Heretics continue to run forwards, almost foaming at the mouth, lusting for revenge for their fallen. They edge ever closer to the Devastator.

(Full Action Run - 18m. 59m from Charon. It is Kaeste's Turn to act)

[The Commander]

Azirel and Alyxander
(Alyxander has reloaded the Basilisk and now must spend either a Full Turn aiming the Basilisk or may reposition the Basilisk as a Half Action, as well as a number of other actions as well)

The Heretics let out an insane scream as they pile around Azirel and let their blades do their work.

(Heretic Melee Attack on Azirel - Heretics WS - 35 vs [roll0].
Damage, if it hits, is [roll1]R Pen 2.)

The majority of the Heretic's blades glance off Azirel's armor as his Battle Rage directs his movements to avoid the fiercest blows.

Meanwhile, Alyxander has finished loading the Basilisk.

It is Alyxander's Turn to Act.

[Bowerbird]

After quickly surveying the current situation, Alyxander begins moving the Basilisk around to aim at the nearest enemy Basilisk.

[Arcanoi]

Catching a glimpse of one of the remaining Enemy-held basilisks, Kaeste redoubles his fire on the remaining survivors of the barrage. "The other machines need to be freed from their torment, and quickly, if the fortress is to be saved, brothers."


Full-Auto burst on the Heretics.

BS - 56 + 20 for Full-Auto = 76 [roll0]

[The Commander]

Azirel and Alyxander
Alyxander brings the Basilisk around towards the West-most Basilisk. (He must now spend a Full Round adjusting the aim of the Basilisk to fire upon the Enemy Basilisk, as you can see, it's time consuming doing this just by yourself)

The Heretics, unphased by their early failure, continue to hack and slash at Azirel, hoping to cut down the huge Astartes.

(WS = 35 vs [roll0]. Damage, if it connects, is [roll1]R)

The Heretic's blades slice into the chest of Azirel, sending out flecks of blood and leaving small gaps in his power armor where the blades have managed to cut through.

(TB = 8, Body AP = 10, 26 - 18 = 8 Damage)

It is now Azirel's Turn to Act.

Tristan, Charon and Kaeste
Kaeste unleashes a round into the running Heretics (-20 BS from them running, so that cancels out the Full Auto Bonus). Due to the moving targets, only 2 of the shells slam home into the bodies of the Heretics, sending them flying backwards, a gaping hole in their bodies. A few more tumble over dead around them as shrapnel digs into chinks in their armor.

(1 DoS = 2 hits + 1 Explosive = 3 Mag Damage. Horde is now at 11 Mag. Is it Tristan, then Charon's Turn to Act)

Svari and Onissius
(Just to remind you, it is Svari's Turn right now. Onissius may draw his Force Sword as a Free Action on his Turn and may fire upon the Heretics with the Basilisk (if he chooses to))

The other Basilisks dotted around the Fortress let off another volley and more rubble from the walls and central hub of the Fortress falls. It still stands strong though, despite huge cracks forming in the walls.

Svari, Onissius, Azirel and Alyxander, make an Awareness Test.

[Ceridan]

Tristan turned and drew his bolter in tight to his shoulder, drawing a bead on the chaos marine as he charged toward Svari and Onissius' Basilisk.

Full action to aim at the traitor marine.

[Calimos]

"Heretic scum, followers of Chaos. By the Will of the Emperor and by the hand of His righteous servant will you fall today". Azirel's blood boiled with righteous anger, his features below his helmet distorted beyond recognition. "None shall defy the Emperor and live. None shall dare taint His holy domain".

His chainsaw whining as it teared heretics limb from limb, the devout Blood Angel unleashed his fury upon the horde of enemies. They hit back, sure they did, but His father was here with him and no matter what would happen, Azirel would stand proud, fighting, unwielding, till the end.

Awareness test: [roll0] vs 39 (Perception) +20 (power armour + hightened senses) = 59

All out attack: [roll1] vs 58 (WS)+20 (from all out attack) +10 (from Frenzy) = 88

[Executus]

Seeing the blip in Azirel's life signs over the bio-link, Charon considers shifting his fire to support the western flank. Deciding the metal storm rounds have too large of a blast radius, he stays targeted on the east. Charon unleashes a final salvo at the charging heretics.

"Alyxsander, Azirel, do you require support on the west?"

The Dark Angel then turns his attention to central horde, getting ready to accept their charge, but confident the kill team's fire will break them before they arrive.

OOC:

Firing at the heretics charging the east, near Svari and Onissius.

BS: 48 +20: 68
[roll0]
1 DoS = 2 hits. 2 x 2 + 1(X) + 5 (Unrelenting) = 10 Magnitude.

[The Commander]

Charon, Svari and Onissius
(The Heretics are running, giving a -20 BS to hit them. This means, unfortunately, that Charon has missed. By the way, are you still maintaining Sustained Surpression?)

More Metal Storm rounds hurtle across the Battlefield towards the running Heretics, although the distance, coupled with the moving target, means that none of the shells find a target and fly harmlessly by the heads and bodies of Heretics.

Tristan, Charon and Kaeste
The Heretics continue their run towards Charon, getting ever closer to the hulking Marine; a crazed look in their eyes and a curse to the Astartes on their lips.

(Full Action Run - 18m. 41m away from Charon)

It is Kaeste's Turn.

Alyxander and Azirel
Azirel continues his furious assault on the Heretics, cutting down several more in a vicious sweep of his Chainsword, severing most in half or leaving a deep and bloody gash across their chests and faces. Those that fall are quickly trampled by their brethern, a burning desire for revenge and glory in their eyes.

(4 Mag Damage from 26. 22 Mag left)

Looking up quickly from the carnage, Azirel spots Renegade Militia and Heretics pouring around the wall to the North, heading in his general direction. Alyxander also spots them.

It is now Alyxander's Turn to Act.

[Daisuke1133]

With a snarl on his face Svari shouts, "By Russ and the Allfather, I will smite you!" With that he opens fire.

Firing Bolter with Kraken Rounds on Full-Auto against Chaos Marine - [roll0] vs 54

[Bowerbird]

Alyxander begins the arduous task of adjusting the aim of his Basilisk, as he does so he says into the vox, "Beware brothers, more heretics coming in from the north!"

[The Commander]

Svari and Onissius
Svari's rounds, again, fly harmlessly past the running CSM and impact into the ground.

The Heretics, far behind their unholy master, desperately try to make up the ground between them and him.

(Full Action Run - 18m. 64m from you)

It is now Onissius's Turn.

Alyxander and Azirel
Having calculated the distances and trajectories, Alyxander is sure that the Basilisk's barrel is sighted on the Western-most Enemy Basilisk. It is ready to fire on his turn.

Meanwhile, the Heretics continue their furious assault on Azirel, blades slashing and hacking under the din of battle.

(WS - 35 vs [roll0]. Damage, if it connects, is: [roll1]R P2.)

The blades, this time, glance of Azirel's grand armor. Dents and cuts line his armor, but Azirel is otherwise unhurt.

It is now Azirel's Turn, followed by Alyxander again.

[Narmoth]

Onissius fires the basilisk again at the heretics (half action) [roll0] vs 40 (according to The Commander) - 20 for running, + 20 (magnitude ?)
he then waits until the Chaos Marine is within 15 m from him and unleashes the force power "Crown of Lightning" (on unfettered, half action)
psy test [roll1] vs will power 39
automatic hit on 1 target, opposed test
dmg [roll2]

[Ceridan]

Tristan led his target and adjusted for wind speed and direction. He took a breath, held it a moment, and squeezed the trigger as he exhaled.

On Tristan's next action he fires a full auto-burst at the Chaos Marine.
BS 44+20 for full action aim, +20 for full-auto, -20 for target running. Need a 64 or less. [roll0], will post damage in OOC.

[The Commander]

Svari and Onissius
(The CSM isn't yet within 15m of you, so I'll assume you take a delay action to ready the power, however, the power failed to manifest itself either way. As for the Basilisk shot, you get +10 for short range, no modifier for the Horde's size, it's been cut down too much, and -20 from them running. So it's a miss I'm afraid. Full Round Reloading required to fire again)

Onissius lets fly another shell from the Basilisk, although the shell falls short of the Heretics, Onissius having over compensated for the Heretic's speed. A pillar of earth and smoke erupts in front of the servants of Chaos and very few are actually caught in the blast; the survivors getting showered with mud.

Meanwhile the CSM continues his run, knowing he needs to stop you from continuing to use the Basilisk against his troops. Onissius is ready for this however, and attempts to summon up a psychic fury. Unfortunately the warp deserts him in the face of one of their chosen and all that happens is Onissius' fingers crackle. "YOUR DOOM APPROACHES, ASTARTES SCUM!!!" The CSM cries as he closes on you.

(Full Action Run - 30m. CSM is now 10m from you)

It is now Svari's Turn.

[Arcanoi]

Kaeste frowned as the dwindling heretic horde managed to avoid much of the fire he directed at them. With a quick glance at the devastation caused by Charon's heavy bolter, he opened fire again, humming a quiet cantrip to the Omnissiah to guide his aim.



Full-Auto Burst - 56 + 20 - 20 = 56 [roll0]

[Daisuke1133]

Svari scowls at his Bolter as it once again fails to bring the Traitor Marine to his well deserved end and casts it aside before drawing his Chainswords to meet with the betrayer in close combat and bring an end to his evil.

Charging the Chaos Marine and attacking with the chainsword in Svari's right hand.
vs 74
If successful
[roll]2d10+11b1 Penetration 4
Okay, I know I gimped myself from the start by playing a Space Wolf rather than a Blood Angel, but does Svari have to suck at combat this badly? :smallfrown:

[Executus]

Scowling at the heretics still charging at him, Charon redirects his fire back to the center. "None can be trusted but the Unforgiven..."

Putting his displeasure aside, Charon again unleashes a tide of death from his heavy bolter.

As the rounds begin to explode amongst the foe, the bolter's chamber clicks open on an empty magazine.

"Metal storm ammunition expended. Keep these heretics off me while I reload."

OOC:

BS: 48 + 20 + 10 - 20: 58
1d100]
1d5] - Unrelenting
Grr...botched. Rolling in OOC.

Simple success: 2 + 1 for X + 1 for Unrelenting = 4 Magnitude

[The Commander]

Tristan, Charon and Kaeste
Kaeste fires off a round from his Bolter, but none of the shells find a target; each shell flying harmlessly into the ground around the charging Heretics.

Tristan fires off a round at the distant CSM and it seems like his time spent aiming will pay off (see Svari and Onissius' combat to view results).

Charon's fire is almost just as ineffective, however a solitary shell manages to unleash it's payload of frag over a grouping of Heretics. They tumble, a blood mess, to the ground.

The remaining Heretics, driven onwards by the prospect of blood and violence, continue to run at Charon without fear of death.

(Full Action Run - 18m. Heretics are 23m from Charon. 4 Mag Damage to the Heretics leaves them on 7 Mag)

It is now Kaeste's Turn, followed by Tristan and Charon. (You've each posted actions incredibly quickly!)

Tristan, Svari and Onissius
(First I'll see if the CSM is aware that he's being shot at by Tristan. If he isn't, he can't dodge. Remember, he's more or less your equal, so he's not gunna be terribly easy. Awareness = 60 vs [roll0]. If he's aware, Dodge = 40 vs [roll1].)

For a moment, it looks as if Tristan's rounds will impact the CSM straight in his blasphemous head. However, using his superior senses and reflexes, he ducks and weaves to avoid both shots, continuing on his run.

Svari then charges at the Traitor Marine, a curse to to their name on his lips, and brings his Chainsword sweeping across him. Unfortunately, just before the sweep of the weapon, Svari stumbles on a rock and his Chainsword roars harmlessly in front of the CSM. In response, the CSM raises his own Chainsword and bellows: "Ah, finally some sporting prey!"

The Heretics, now desperate to join their master in close combat with an Astartes, continue to run forwards to join the fray.

(Full Action Run - 18m. 46m away from you).

It is now Onissius' Turn.

[Narmoth]

Onissius tries to manifest the Crown of Lightning again:
[roll0] vs will power 39
automatic hit on 1 target, opposed psy test

[The Commander]

Svari and Onissius
Onissius lets a crackle of electrical energy surge from his fingertips at the CSM engaged with Svari. The Traitor Marine shakes violently and cries out in anguish as white hot lightning sears across his body, but retains his combat readiness; not wanting to falter in the face of Svari. "Warp take you, Psyker!" He spits through his helmet's vox.

(39 Damage - (10 Body AP + 8 TB) = 21 Damage = 8 Wounds left)

Despite the searing damage of Onissius' psychic power, the CSM sends a flurry of slices at Svari with his corrupt Chainsword; it's metallic teeth whirring, screaming for blood in an unholy tongue.

(Swift Attack, 2 Normal Attacks, +10 WS for Loyalist Marine Hatred. WS 50 + 10 = 60 vs [roll0] - 1st Attack. [roll1] - Second Attack. First Attack Damage - [roll2]. Second Attack Damage - [roll3]. Emperor finally decided to pity you after those awful rolls? :smallbiggrin:)

The Traitor Marine convulses as he attempts to slice at Svari, a product of Onissius' deadly lightning; leaving his swings wide and the Loyalist Astartes unhurt.

It is now Svari's Turn.

[Daisuke1133]

Svari continues his assault on the traitor attacking with all the savagery of Russ, a fanged grin on his face and a feral gleam in his eye.

Two-Weapon Wielder Attack on the Chaos Marine
vs 38
[roll1] vs 38
If successful
[roll="Damage"]2d10b1+14 Penetration 4
2d10b1+14 Penetration 4
Damage in OOC Thread.

[Executus]

His voice amplified by his armor's external vox unit, Charon roars at the charging horde. "Pray, heretics, that you fall before I re-arm, for I will show you no mercy!"

He removes the spent magazine and attaches the belt feed from his backpack ammunition supply.

OOC:

Full Action Reload.

[Ceridan]

Tristan sighed as the traitor marine evaded his volley of bolt shells. Seeing Svari engage the Alpha Legionary in mêlée and Onissious throw his psy powers into the fray, he decided to switch target back to the heretics closing on Charon.

Full-auto burst of regular bolt shells at the Heretics closing on Charon. BS 44+20+10-20 (+20 Full-Auto, +10 Short Range, -20 Target Running). [roll0], Need a 54 or less. Clickclickclickclick....Crap....

[The Commander]

Svari and Onissius
(The Traitor Marine will attempt to Parry your successful attack. WS = 50 + 10 (Hatred) + 10 (Balanced Chainsword) = 70 vs [roll0])

Svari and the CSM dance around each other, both looking for an opening. Two of Svari's lunges hit nothing but thin air, although his third comes arcing down directly towards the Traitor Marine. He raises his Chainsword defensively just in time and metal teeth grind off each other with furious sparks as Chainswords meet.

Meanwhile, the Heretics are continuing to run across the plains to aid their master.

(Full Action Run - 18m. 18m from Svari (since he ran the 10m to Charge the CSM.)

It is Onissius' Turn to Act.

[Narmoth]

Onissius maintains the Crown of Lightning (half action)
Dmg [roll0]
and draws his bolter, firing one shot at the approaching heretics (half action)
Attack [roll1] bs 44, +10 for short range, +0 for Horde Magnitude, -20 running (?) = miss
Dmg [roll2]

[The Commander]

Azirel and Alyxander
(OOC: Using Executus' rolls from OOC)

Azirel, fueled by a Righteous Battle Frenzy, lets out a mighty roar and swings and arcs his Chainsword round and round him, the Chainsword roaring with him. To his Brothers, his movements almost seem beautiful for a moment: fluid and elegant and unpausing in their path. He is then obscured momentarily by waves of blood as dozens of Heretics around him burst and fall apart at the devastating whirlwind of slices. Azirel is now a walking pillar of blood, much, no doubt, to his delight.

(8 Mag Damage = 14 Mag Left)

It is Alyxander's Turn to Act.

Svari and Onissius
(Onissius, congratulations again! You've rolled yet more RF! Roll to see if it's confirmed - Roll another Focus Power Test, then roll for Damage)

[Narmoth]

"Your curse is empty, just like your cause, traitor to humankind!"
New focus test [roll0]
additional dmg [roll1]

[The Commander]

Svari and Onissius
(OOC: You were only meant to roll 2d10, since you were copying the first damage roll, but I'll simply take the 2 highest, which comes to 6 extra damage.)

Onissius continues to send searing bolts of lightning from his fingertips and the CSM shakes violently; steam beginning to rise off his unholy Power Armor. He cries out in anguish again, but remains focused on Svari.

(26 Damage - 10 AP - 8 TB = 8 Damage. 0 Wounds left)

Now desperate to appease his Dark Gods, the Traitor Marine stabs and swings at Svari with renewed vigour; his wounds beginning to take their toll on him.

(Swift Attack, 2 Attacks. WS of 60 to beat. 1st - [roll0]. 2nd - [roll1]. 1st Damage - [roll2] - 20. 2nd Damage - [roll3].)

The Traitor Marine misses his stab attempt, but swings his Chainsword around in a low arc towards Svari's Right Leg.

Svari can make a Dodge or a Parry Test (Chainswords are Balanced, so that's a +10 to Parry) to negate the hit. Otherwise that's 4 damage I believe. It is now Svari's Turn.

[Daisuke1133]

Svari quickly flips the Chainsword in his right hand into an underhanded grip and slams it forward, knocking the Traitor's own Chainsword away.

"You will fall, you foul Traitor! You! Will!! Fall!!!"

[The Commander]

Svari and Onissius
Chainsword teeth roar against each other as Svari knocks the Traitor's Chainsword aside. Svari is ready for a counter attack.

It is Svari's Turn now.

[Bowerbird]

Making some final last minute adjustments to the Basilisk's sights, Alyxander fires his second shell, sending it screaming towards the heretic basilisk.

Drive (Ground Vehicle): [roll0] vs 42 (Plus whatever modifiers)

[The Commander]

Alyxander and Azirel
Alyxander fires the Basilisk shell towards the Enemy held Basilisk. The shell whistles through the air and at the very last moment the crew manning the Basilisk and those Renegade Militia around it leap for safety. Their efforts are in vain as Alyxander's shell lands almost directly on top of the Enemy Basilisk. The initial detonation is followed rapidly by more explosions as the ordinance aboard the Enemy Basilisk explodes also, causing a tremendous explosion and causing the ground to rumble slightly. As the smoke clears and the dust settles, a large, blackened crater is all that remains of where the Basilisk once stood. There are no visible survivors or even any body parts for that matter. A cheer goes up from the Fortress.

Meanwhile, the Heretics around Azirel continue to hack and slash away at him.

(Attack = WS 35 vs [roll0]. Damage, if applicable = [roll1] P2)

The Heretic's blades glance off Azirel's armor, yet again, leaving him unhurt by the unholy assault.

In the distance, the Renegade Militia and Heretics from the Northern assault are beginning to close. They are currently about 100m away from you and are running towards Alyxander's position; thinking the Heretics around Azirel have him covered. Bullets begin to plink off the Basilisk's armor. Alyxander also notices a lone CSM amongst the rank and file of Militia and Heretic. No doubt the Traitor that still lives has relayed the situation taking place around the Southern fringes of the assault to his Brother and he is coming to assist.

(Renegade Militia Initiative = [roll2]. Heretics (2) Initiative = [roll3]. Initiative to take effect after Azirel's Turn. Updated Initiative Order:
Alyxander - 13
Heretics (2) - 11
CSM - 7 - Wins Initiative over Heretics with a higher Ag
Heretics - 7
Azirel - 5
Renegade Militia - 4)

Make another Awareness Test. - Done OOC. It is Azirel's Turn to Act.

Svari and Onissius
Svari sends another flurry of swings and swipes at the Traitor Marine. Two of the attacks miss and the CSM skillfully parries a lunge from Svari with a swish of his Chainsword.

With his concentration still on Svari, the CSM notices the approaching Heretics and directs them so: "Attack the Psyker, whelps! Reclaim the Basilisk and you shall be rewarded!" Not wanting to argue with their master, they ignore Svari and move to attack Onissius; moving around the duel taking place between Svari and the CSM.

(Full Action Run - 18m. Heretics are now more or less beside Svari, who may attack them, if he chooses to. 10m from Onissius.)

In the distance, the Renegade Militia and Heretics from the Northern assault are beginning to close. They are currently about 100m away from you.

(Renegade Militia Initiative = [roll4]. Heretics (2) Initiative = [roll5]. Initiative to take effect after Onissius' Turn. Updated Initiative Order:
Renegade Militia - 13
Heretics (2) - 10
Chaos Space Marine - 8
Svari - Wins Initiative over Chaos Heretics with a higher Ag Bonus
Heretics - 7
Onissius - 5)

Tristan, Charon and Kaeste
Kaeste surverys the battle for the moment.

Tristan sights the Heretics charging towards Charon and pulls the trigger on his Bolter. *Click* *Click* *Click* *Click* The frustrating sound of a jam can be heard from Tristan's Bolter instead of a roar of holy fire.

Charon makes a hasty reload in the face of the oncoming Heretics.

The Heretics continue their charge towards Charon and are nearly upon him, their blades raised high.

(Full Action Run - 18m. 5m from Charon)

It is Kaeste, then Tristan and Charon's Turn.

Alyxander's Basilisk fires off a shell with a roar. The payload lands a second later on top of the Western-most Enemy Basilisk and each of you hears, sees and feels a huge explosion as the ordinance aboard the Enemy Basilisk adds to the initial explosion. A cheer is heard from the Fortress, although this is quickly drowned out by another barrage of Enemy Basilisk fire from around the Fortress. More chunks of wall and Fortress begin to fall away under the constant assault, but they hold... for now.

[Narmoth]

Onissius maintains the Crown of Lightning at the Chaos Marine dmg[roll0]
He fires one shot from his bolter at the approaching Heretics
"Your leaders are powerless: surrender or die"
Attack [roll1] (bs 44)
dmg if any: dmg[roll2]

[The Commander]

Svari and Onissius
(OOC: As Executus mentioned OOC, sustained damage is 2d10, not 3d10. Even so, you're not done enough damage to hurt him either way.)

Onissius continues to send powerful Psychic lightning from his fingertips towards the CSM fighting Svari. The Traitor Marine shudders violently, but is otherwise unhurt.

(13 Damage - 10 AP - 8 TB = 0 Damage)

Meanwhile, the Renegade Militia and the Heretics from the Northern assault run to retake the Basilisk and eliminate you from the battlefield, in the name of the Dark Gods.

(Both Hordes run 18m. 82m from Svari.)

The duel between Svari and the Alpha Legion Marine continues and the CSM slices and stabs at Svari, hoping to finally injury the Loyalist Marine.

(Swift Attack - 1st Attack: 60 vs [roll0]. 1st Damage = [roll1] P4. 2nd Attack: 60 vs [roll2]. 2nd Damage = [roll3] - A whole lot of nothing...)

Perhaps it is Svari's melee combat finesse, the Traitor Marine's lack thereof, or Onissius' efforts to shock the CSM or some combination of the three that keeps the CSM's Chainsword from slicing into Svari. He gives a low, frustrated growl.

Svari, on the other hand, has more luck killing the Heretics. He cuts left and right into the running servants of Chaos at opportune moments. He fells many, slicing the unholy men in half at the waist, but they continue to run past him.

(5 Mag Damage, Horde is down to 15 Mag)

The Heretics continue their run towards Onissius, not wanting to disobey their master, and engulf the Basilisk; screaming foul curses as they clamber up the Basilisk to attack him.

(Full Action Run - Heretics now surround Onissius)

It is Onissius' Turn to Act.

[Arcanoi]

A binary click of distate echoes and Kaeste again opens fire on the Heretics, bolter thrumming as he unleashes further fire on the heretics before they are able to engage Charon.


BS 56, +20 Full Auto, -20 Running Target

[roll0]

[The Commander]

Tristan, Charon and Kaeste
Something appears to have tainted the air around the three of you as Kaeste's Bolter jams with a similiar *click* *click* *click* *click* sound that Tristan's Bolter made a second ago. The machine spirits of Kaeste's Bolter yelp in agony at the jam.

Is is Tristan, then Charon's Turn to Act.

[Narmoth]

Onissius sustains the Crown of Lightning on the Chaos Marine
dmg [roll0] (no action)
and fires at the horde:
[roll1] (bs 44)
dmg [roll2] = 14

[The Commander]

Svari and Onissius
(OOC: Sustaining a power costs a Half Action (P.186) and you may only fire a Pistol type weapon into melee, which you are technically in since the Heretics have surrounded you. I'll therefore assume you wish to fire with your Bolt Pistol.)

Onissius continues his Psychic assault on the Alpha Legion Marine. He shudders yet again at the powerful Psychic lightning, but appears otherwise unhurt. Steam casually rises from his armor. "KILL HIM YOU FOOLS!" He screams at the Heretics massing around Onissius. In response to this, Onissius simply quickly draws his Bolt Pistol and casually fires a single shot indiscriminately into the Horde massing around him. His Bolt travels through a great deal of Heretical bodies, shrapnel taking a few more with them, before it stops; leaving a line of dead Heretics in it's wake.

(1 Hit + 1 Explosive = 2 Mag Damage. Horde is at 13 Mag.)

Meanwhile, the Renegades and Heretics from the Northern Assault start to get closer to the action.

(Both Horde's Run 18m. 82m from Svari, 92m from Onissius.)

The duel continues with Svari and the Traitor Marine. He arcs his Chainsword high, then spins to follow up; hoping to finally catch the Astartes in the teeth of his roaring Chainsword.

(Swift Attack. 1st Attack = WS 60 vs [roll0]. 1st Damage = [roll1]. 2nd Attack = WS 60 vs [roll2]. 2nd Damage = [roll3] - 22 Pen 4.)

The arc attack misses Svari as he quickly leans back to avoid the Chainsword's hungry teeth. The spin, on the other hand, seems as if it will Svari in the right arm unless he manages to Parry or Dodge this vicious attack.

It is now Svari's Turn, he may Parry or Dodge the single successful attack made against him by the CSM.

[Ceridan]

The machine spirit of Tristan's Godwyn pattern bolter was obviously furious over the traitor marine dodging it's holy retribution and rebelled when it was denied another shot at him when it was turned on the closer heretics. Now is not the time to be Temperamental, he admonished the weapon in his mind.

The heretics would be on brother Charon before he could unjam his bolter so another option was called for. "Grenade!" Tristan called to his brothers as he took a frag from his grenade dispenser and took a second to judge the angle before he lobed it at the fast approaching heretics.

Free Action Quick draw a frag grenade, Half Action Aim, and Half Action throw it at the oncoming heretic horde. Aiming at a point just inside the front rank of heretics. BS 44, +10(Short Range) +10(Half Action Aim), -20(Target Running). Need a 44 or less. [roll0], Nice. 5 Blast +1 for type X, +1 for Power Armour History = 7 Magnitude Damage.

[The Commander]

Tristan, Charon and Kaeste
The grenade sails over Charon's head, bounces once in front of the Heretics, then explodes. You're not sure how or why, but the grenade appears to have been packed with increased explosives and frag and when it explodes frag is sent hurtling in every direction. Those Heretics not caught in the initial blast keel over and bleed to death from gaping holes and gashes in their body; a result of the lethal shrapnel of Tristan's grenade. By the time Charon finishes reloading, all of them are dead or dying a slow death from blood loss.

The Guardsman along the Fortress' Southern wall begin to disperse towards either the East or West sides of the walls, their jobs not done yet.

Combat is over for you three, although you are still subject to narrative time. What are your plans now?

Svari and Onissius
Svari sweeps his Chainsword downwards and knocks the Traitor Marine's Chainsword away. He then follows up with a mighty war-cry as he counter spins, Chainsword roaring in hand. The CSM barely has time to recover from the skilled parry and raises his Chainsword in an attempt to Parry Svari. This effort proves to be too little, too late, as Svari's Chainsword rips through his Power Armor and flesh on his Right Hand, causing blood to squirt for a moment as two of his fingers are removed from the grip of his Chainsword before the wounds clots. He fumbles his Chainsword for a second with a howl of agony which causes the Heretics surround Onissius to consider helping their master. After a moment he straightens up again, still holding his Chainsword, his audioable breathing a mixture of agony and anger.

(After accounting for AP, TB and True Grit, CSM is on Crit 6 Rending damage to the Right Arm and with 3 level of Fatigue)

Despite the dire situation their master is in, the Heretics obey their orders and attack Onissius, bringing their blades down upon him in a flurry of slices and stabs.

(Attack on Onissius - WS 35 vs [roll0]. Damage is [roll1] Pen 2)

The Heretics, having been distracted by their master's cry of anguish, do not place their strikes very effectively and Onissius remains unhurt.

It is now Onissius' Turn to Act.

[Ceridan]

With the immediate threat destroyed, Tristan allowed himself a grim smile. "Brother Charon, move West and support Brothers Alyxander and Azirel. Destroy the immediate threat and then sweep the West Wall clear of the enemy. Then proceed North and silence the enemy held Basilisks."

"Brother Kaestre, reload the earthshaker, we are heading East to support Brothers Svari and Onissius"

Auto-piloting Kaestre, as he requested, until he returns. He Acknowledges then activates his Mag-boots for stability as he reloads the Earthshaker, assuaging it's mistreated machine spirit with the promise of retribution against it's defilers.

Tristan dropped down into the drivers compartment and applied power to the drive train, racing the Basilisk East toward the mêlée swirling around Svari and Onissius.

[Executus]

"Acknowledged. Moving to support the western flank." Charon finishes reloading his weapon and begins to march to the west. Disappointed that he was not able to follow through on his threat, he took a small measure of satisfaction that the heretics had been wiped out anyway. Besides...there were plenty of targets remaining for his pitiless storm of bolter fire.

Charon smiles silently to himself.

OOC:

Running to the west. Charon will move to Support range of Alyx or Azirel and attempt to rejoin Squad mode.

[The Commander]

Azirel, Alyxander and Charon
Azirel continues to swipe and furiously stab away at the Heretics surrounding him. The Heretics, however, are a little more cautious this time round and keep their distance. Those closest to the hulking Blood Angel are still caught in the teeth of Azirel's Chainsword though and blood squirts from vicious gashes in their bodies as they tumble to the ground.

(1 Mag Damage, 13 Mag Left)

The Renegade Militia from the Northern Assault begin to advance towards Alyxander's Basilisk, trying to close the gap before he can possibly get a shell off in anger.

(Full Action Run - 18m. 82m from Alyxander.)

Charon, his armor's pistons whirring as he runs to support his Brothers, get's slowly closer to the action. (Charon can see the Heretics attacking Azirel, if he wishes to make a ranged attack against them).

It is Alyxander's Turn to Act.

[Narmoth]

Onissius attacks the horde with his force sword
attack [roll0] vs WS 41
dmg [roll1] (+16, not 5) so it's 21

still maintaining the Crown of Lightning on the Chaos Marine
[roll2]

[The Commander]

Svari, Onissius, Tristan and Kaeste
Onissius swings his Force Sword around him, psychic energy burning off it as it whips through the air. He fells the closest Heretics in a glorious sweep and the Sword not only slices the Heretics clean in half, but also appears to burn their very souls out of their bodies. White, psychic light appears to scream forth from every orifice on the felled Heretic's bodies and the surviving Heretics surrounding Onissius shriek in terror at the sight.

(1 Mag Damage. Horde down to 12 Mag.)

Having been distracted by the Heretics, Onissius' psychic lightning begins to wane a little and the CSM continues to remain standing.

The Renegade Militia and the Heretics from the Northern assault continue to move closer to the action.

(Both Hordes Full Action Run 18m. 64m from Svari, 74m from Onissius.)

The CSM, badly wounded and knowing he will likely not survive much longer, activates the pain suppressor reservoir in his Power Armor (which will function for [roll0] rounds) and switches his Chainsword to his good hand. Then, with a curse to the Space Marines on his lips, launches a ferocious attack against Svari.

(Quick Draw Free Action, in a way, to ready Chainsword in CSM's good hand. Full Action All-Out-Attack. WS 50 + 10 (Hatred) + 20 (All-Out-Attack) = 80 vs [roll1] - Forgot to roll for damage, rolling that OOC. This attack cannot be dodged or parried, since Svari performed an All-Out-Attack earlier.)

The Traitor Marine raises his Chainsword high and brings it down with great brutality on Svari's bare head (unless you can link me to a post otherwise, you mentioned you had your helmet off). Chunks of flesh and blood spurt from a hideous wound on Svari's face and the Alpha Legion Marine chuckles slightly at the revenge he has finally received.

Meanwhile, Tristan and Kaeste, aboard their Basilisk, speed towards the conflict over the slightly muddy plains. (Another round and they will be alongside Svari and Onissius).

It is Svari's Turn to Act.

[Daisuke1133]

OOC:
What I am about to do will never be spoken of again.


Gritting his teeth to weather the blow from the traitor's Chainsword, Svari Sheaths the Chainsword in his left hand and draws his Bolt Pistol in one swift, fluid motion before firing a shot at the Chaos worshiping fool.

Sheathing the Chainsword and drawing the Bolt Pistol (Both covered under the Ready action and thus the Quick Draw Talent) and firing on Semi-Auto.
[roll0] vs 44
If Successful
[roll1]+5 Penetration 4 (9 Damage)
[roll2]+5 Penetration 4
[roll3]+5 Penetration 4
Okay, this is really starting to irritate. :smallannoyed:

[The Commander]

Svari, Onissius, Tristan and Kaeste
Svari decides that enough is enough. His duel with the Alpha Legion Traitor ends; now. In a flash of lightning, Svari's Bolt Pistol is in his hands and his Chainsword at his side. He levels it at the CSM and takes pause for a moment, no doubt uttering quiet litanies of curses at the foul Traitor, before squeezing the trigger. The CSM tries to step out of the way of the shot, but his efforts are in vain. Less than a second after the familiar throaty boom of a Bolt Pistol, the CSM's Right Leg explodes in an eruption of blood, sending small pieces of his unholy Power Armor and fragments of leg bone in all directions. The ammunition around his hip also explodes, creating a small explosion equal to that of a simple Frag Grenade. The Traitor Marine falls backwards and, his body still under the effects of pain suppressors and futilely attempting to combat fatal shock, spasms violently before laying still on his back. As the CSM falls, Onissius ceases his psychic lightning.

(CSM is very much dead. Since Svari is helmetless and may therefore take damage from the shrapnel and explosions, he must make a Agility Test of + 30 to shield his face from the debris. Alternatively he may hit the deck and attempt the same thing with a modifier of + 40. The latter, of course, means he is prone at the start of his next turn. Assuming damage is enough to hurt Svari of course... [roll0] I damage from bone and armor shrapnel. [roll1] X Damage (it says I, but surely it would be X) from exploding ammunition. So 5 possible damage to the head, unless Svari can shield himself.)

The Heretics surrounding Onissius begin to cry out at the loss of their master. They attack Onissius with renewed vigour, hoping to carry out their master's last order.

(Standard Attack - WS = 35 vs [roll2]. Damage is [roll3] Pen 2)

The Heretics, quite obviously upset with the loss of their master and more than cautious at the effects of Onissius' Force Sword, don't seem to aim their blades very well and all of them glance of Onissius' armor.

It is Onissius' Turn to Act.

[Bowerbird]

Upon seeing the approaching horde of heretics, Alyxander releases the controls of the Basilisk and draws his bolter. He briefly contemplates setting it to the familiar Metal Storm rounds, but instead flicks it over to Kraken. Lining the Traitor Marine up in his sights he looses a full auto burst.

If I don't have enough actions to go full-auto instead assume it's a single shot at the beginning of an autofire sequence.
BS: [roll0] vs 43 + 10 (RDS) + any other modifiers
Damage: [roll1]
In a bit of a rush at the moment so I don't have time to look up the books for details on the rounds and the gun.

[Narmoth]

Onissius attacks again, trying to hold the heretics away from the basilisk

attack [roll0] vs WS 41
dmg [roll1]

[The Commander]

Svari, Onissius, Tristan and Kaeste
Svari quickly shields himself from the blasts of the dead CSM's ammunition and can finally sigh a breath of relief.

Onissius swings his Force Sword round him again, hoping to reclaim the Basilisk quickly. The Heretics are definately keeping their distance, though, and psychic blade meets nothing but air.

Meanwhile, Tristan and Kaeste, aboard their Basilisk, pull up beside Svari and Onissius. (Tristan and Kaeste need to roll for Initiative to join this combat, their order takes effect immediately)

Alyxander, Azirel and Charon
(You have time to fire off a Full-Auto, in which case all 4 shots hit, unless he manages to Dodge... Ag = 40 + 10 (Dodge + 10) = 50 vs - You'll need to roll 3 extra damage rolls OOC for the extra 3 hits, I'll take your initial roll for damage as the first hit. You'll also need to roll to confirm Righteous Fury for your first damage roll!)

Alyxander locates the CSM with ease, his Armor and size, compared to that of the Heretics and Militia, betray his position. Despite the mass of bodies he is surrounded by, all four shots fired from Alyxander's Bolter strike home across the CSM's body.

The Heretics and (OOC: if he is still alive) the CSM begin to advance on Alyxander's position.

(Heretic Horde 2 Full Action Run 18m. 82m from Alyxander. CSM Full Action Run 30m. 70m from Alyxander.)

Meanwhile the Heretics surrounding Azirel continue to tirelessly hack and slash at the Blood Angel Assault Marine.

(Standard Attack - WS 35 vs [roll]1d100. Damage is 2d10+3 Pen 2.) - Rolling this again below...

It is Azirel's Turn to Act.

[Calimos]

"In the name of the Emperor all infidels shall be cleansed by the blades of the righteous. My faith is my sword and shield and the Immortal God Emperor is my protector. Begone from the face of His dominion foul heretics and meet His unwavering and condemning gaze that will sear your very souls for all eternity".

With that, Azirel, seemingly unfazed by the horde of heretics trying to harm him, lets out another fierce warcry and continues to dispense the Emperor's final judgement upon them with his trusted chainsword, in a crimson torrent of blood, dismembered bodies and sounds of agony.

Swift attack for 2 attacks:

1) [roll0] vs 68 (WS:58+10 from frenzy)

2)[roll1] vs 68 (WS:58+10 from frenzy)

[Ceridan]

Tristan sighted the forward mounted Heavy bolter on the on-rushing renegade militia, while directing the squad. "Brother Kaestre lay in the Earthshaker on the enemy Basilisk, fire when ready. Brother Svari, aid brother Onissius with the rabble, then man the Heavy Bolter in your Basilisk and fire on the Heretics. Onissius, finish them off, then reload your Earthshaker."

Tristan opens fire, attempting to suppress the Renegade Militia. BS 44 + 10 Short Range, -20 Hard, -20 Target Running. Need a 14 or less to hit, target will need a Hard Pinning test regardless. [roll0]

Unless DCGFTW returns, Brother Kaestre will spot for the Earthshaker this round, and fire the next.

[The Commander]

Alyxander, Azirel and Charon
(Rerolling the Heretic's attack - (Standard Attack - WS 35 vs [roll0]. Damage is [roll1] Pen 2.)) - Missed anyway

Alyxanders hail of Kraken rounds slam into the charging CSM. Bolts rip through his Power Armor across his arms, torso and head. As the last shell hits, the resulting explosion from the shell tears the Traitor Marine's head and torso apart. Blood squirts everywhere and organs spill forth from the gaping hole in the Enemy's body. A large pool of blood forms before the bleeding finally stops. Several Heretics and Militia at the front of their numbers retch at the sight and give the corpse a wide berth.

Azirel continues to hack and slash his way through dozens of Heretics with great pride and thirst. He then gets a little ahead of himself and actually kills every Heretic that surrounds him, giving him a brief respite from the Heretic's blades and them a brief respite from his Chainsword. They seem tired and angry, a deadly combination... The Heretics are on him again in an instant though and the corpse pile around Azirel's bloodied feet continues to mount.

(4 hits, 1 initial + 3 for 6 DoS. Horde is at 9 Mag and must test to break at -10 WP. WP = 40 - 10 = 30 vs [roll2]) - They break on their turn.

The Renegade Militia slowly move closer to Alyxander's Basilisk, a little unnerved by the sudden death of their leader.

(Full Action Run - 18m. 64m from Alyxander.)

Meanwhile, Charon continues to run across the plains, now just about over half-way to Alyxander.

Svari, Onissius, Tristan and Kaeste
Tristan rakes the Basilisk's Heavy Bolter from side to side at the oncoming Renegades. (Horde is Mag 40, so you had a + 30 modifier to your test, so you actually hit! 40 Mag means + 40 to Pinning test = WP = 35 - 20 + 40 = 55 vs [roll3]) - They're Pinned.

The Renegade Militia halt their advance suddenly and dive out of the line of fire, they begin to retreat slightly as the ground in front of them explodes with Heavy Bolter shells and a few of their frontline fall to the raking fire.

(Horde is Pinned, Half Action retreat 3m from Tristan's position, 3 Mag Damage, 37 Mag left.)

The Heretics, undaunted by Tristan's fire, continue to surge forward.

(Full Action Run - 18m. 46m from Svari. 56m from Onissius, Tristan and Kaeste.)

Kaeste makes some calculations in his head and adjusts the Basilisk's aim accordingly.

It is now Svari's Turn.

[Daisuke1133]

Svari places his pistol in its holster and draws the Chainsword again and charges into the horde surrounding Onissius, tearing into the heretics.


"I can do all that you ask, save for firing the Heavy Bolter on the Basilisk, Brother. The traitors would seem to have used up all the ammunition."

Charge Attack on the nearest horde (They're within range for that, right?)
[roll0] vs 58

[The Commander]

Svari, Onissius, Tristan and Kaeste
Svari charges towards and onto the Basilisk, although loses his footing slightly as he hops onto the metallic bulk. He stumbles and his Chainsword meets nothing but air.

Given the amount of targets available to the Heretics now, they lash out at all of you except Tristan, who remains covered inside the driver's cab. The vile servants of Chaos hack and slash at Svari and Onissius and fire their Autopistols at Kaeste.

(Standard Attack against Svari - WS = 35 vs [roll0]. Damage is [roll1] Pen 2.
Standard Attack against Onissius - WS = 35 vs [roll2]. Damage is [roll3] Pen 2.
Full Auto Attack against Kaeste - BS = 25 - 20 (off-hand) + 10 (short range) + 20 (Full-Auto) = 35 vs [roll4]. Damage is [roll5] Pen 0.) - Whole lot of nothing...

Bullets fly past Kaeste as he works the Basilisk's controls without a care in the world, save for the task at hand. The blades of the Heretics come close to Svari, but the Heretics seem to have become weak at the death of their master and their blades miss mostly. The same goes for Onissius, who is also unhurt.

It is now Onissius' Turn to Act.

Another barrage of Basilisk fire is heard and more of the Fortress hub and wall fall away. The Northern wall looks weakened, it will not withstand much more punishment.

[Narmoth]

Onissius attacks again with his force sword
attack [roll0] vs WS 41
dmg [roll1]

[The Commander]

Svari, Onissius, Tristan and Kaeste
Onissius presses the attack and swings his massive Force Sword around him again. Several Heretics fall, soul's burning with psychic flames, onto or off the Basilisk's hull; some cut deeply, some severed in half.

(2 Hits, 1 Initial + 1 from 2 DoS. Horde is at 10 Mag. Since this isn't less than 25% of 40, they don't test to break yet)

Is is Tristan's Turn to Act.

[Bowerbird]

Alyxander calmly lowers his still smoking Boltgun, switching the ammo over to Metal Storm as a precaution, before climbing over to the driver's section of the vehicle. He looks from the charging heretics, to the controls of the basilisk, and finally off in the direction of the gunfire to the North, before his features, obscured by his helmet, set in a determined grimace. He revs the engine a few times before speaking into the vox, "I am making an attempt on the northern basilisks, support Brother Azirel," before flooring the accelerator of the tank and speeding directly towards the heretics, "FEAR THE JUDGEMENT OF THE RIGHTEOUS, SCUM!" He screams through his helmet's vox as his tank goes speeding towards the onrushing heretics.
http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs51/i/2009/316/f/a/Selphie_and_a_Basilisk_by_BrokenTeapot.jpg

I'm making the assumption that the basilisk is still capable of a pretty decent speed. If it's not up to spec I'll change my action.
Drive (Ground Vehicle): [roll0] vs 42 (If required.)

I'm also making sure my bolter is easily accessible and readying some frag grenades, assuming the tank is armoured enough that the frags won't be too big a risk.

[Ceridan]

Tristan shook his head as Svari reported his Basilisk's lack of Heavy Bolter ammunition. It would seem they stripped that ammo and placed it in this Basilisk given the abundance of extra shells in the cabin.

"Not to worry, brother Svari, there is ammunition to spare in this one. I will pass some up when the rabble is dealt with." With the militia pinned, he turned the Heavy Bolter on the still running Heretics.

Suppressing fire on the Heretics. BS 44 + 10 Short Range, + 30 Size, -20 hard test, - 20 Target Running. Need a 44 or less. [roll0].
Target needs a Hard Pinning Test.

Edit: Shouldn't the Mag Damage on the Militia have been: 3, 1 for a hit + 1 for type X + 1 for my Power Armour's bloodthirsty history?

[The Commander]

Alyxander, Azirel and Charon
(Rolled for Mag Damage OOC)

The Basilisk roars towards the Renegade Militia, squishing what was left of the CSM along the way. It would appear that the tortured machine spirit inside the Basilisk is thirsting for revenge. Bullets ping and crack off the armored hull of the driver's cab with increasing intensity, but Alyxander remains safe. From the view slit in the driver's cab, the masses of Renegade Militia stand before him, forming a well-drilled firing line. They don't even seem to move as Alyxander approaches at break neck speeds. It is only at the last second do the ranks of Militia begin to break rank and attempt to dive out of the way. A series of sickening crunches and heavy slams against the hull tell Alyxander he has the broken bodies of Renegades under his Basilisk's treads. Screams echo for a fraction of a second before being drowned out by more crunching. Alyxander maintains good control of the Basilisk as it tears over the Renegades and eventually he stops hitting Militia and sees the Heretics not far from his position.

Somewhere on the walls of the Fortress, a Sergeant makes a mental note of this tactic employed and reminds himself to discuss the max speed details of the Basilisks on Khazant next time he visits a vehicle depot.

(15 Mag Damage. Horde must test to break. WP = 35 vs [roll0]) - They break on their turn.

The Heretics ahead of Alyxander, having witnessed the death left in his wake and the blood on his Basilisk's treads, begin to flee from the approaching metal hulk.

(Full Action Run - 18m away from Alyxander)

Meanwhile, unaware of the carnage being wrought on their brethern and frankly, too insane to care anymore, the Heretics around Azirel, through a combination of combat fatigue and anger, enter a frenzied state; determined to avenge their fallen laying at their feet. They attack Azirel with renewed vigour, however the blades do nothing except glance off Azirel's Power Armor.

(Horde is Frenzied, although doing 1d10+4 Damage, Pen 2, the Horde isn't going to hurt Azirel, even with the highest possible roll)

It is now Azirel's Turn.

Tristan, Kaeste, Svari and Onissius
(OOC: Ah yes, my mistake, edited that now)

Tristan, still firing the Heavy Bolter inside the Basilisk, turns his attentions towards the charging Heretics and let's loose. A few Heretics at the front of the Horde fall to the surpressing fire; their bodies tumbling to the ground.

(Hard Pinning Test, WP = 40 - 20 (Hard Test) + 40 (Horde Mag) = 60 vs [roll1]. 3 Mag Damage regardless. Horde is at 37 Mag.) - They're Pinned.

The Renegades, no longer under fire from Tristan, regain their combat composure after retreating a little further from the spray of Heavy Bolter fire.

(WP Test made OOC. Half Action before then to retreat another 3m. Horde is 80m from you.)

The Heretics, this time, are the ones to retreat from Tristan's raking fire. They move cautiously back from the spray of Heavy Bolter shells and back towards the ranks of Militia.

(Half Action - Retreat 3m from Tristan. 59m from you.)

Kaeste must now test Drive (Ground Vehicle) (Int) with + 10 for Short Range and + 30 for a Massive Target to hit the Basilisk to the West, as it is his turn, followed by Svari.

[Executus]

Charon continues to run toward the west. Seeing the Basilisk drive off just before he arrives, the massive Devastator sighs, and continues loping across the field.

"Continuing to close on western front. Azirel seems to have this area well in hand."

[Ceridan]

OOC: Auto-piloting Kaestre.

"Take revenge upon your defilers noble machine." Kaestre whispered to the guns machine spirit as he depressed the run of firring.

Drive Ground Vehicle roll, AG of 42, +10 Short Range, +30 Target Size: Need a 82, [roll0].

[The Commander]

Tristan, Kaeste, Svari and Onissius
Kaeste fires the Basilisk and the shell booms out of the cannon with a massive roar. The shell remains airbourne for a second before detonating on top of the Enemy Basilisk. The shells aboard the Enemy Basilisk add to the resulting explosion, creating a massive explosion several dozen metres in size and rocking the very ground. When the mud and the smoke settles, a large crater is all that is left with all but a few scattered pieces of metal and scraps bone and flesh an indication of a foe that was once there.

Meanwhile, Svari slices the legs out from underneath a few Heretics scrambling onto the Basilisk he and Onissius are now sharing. They tumble, bleeding profusely, to the ground underneath the Basilisk. The rest of the Heretics remain out of reach of Svari's hungry Chainsword.

(1 Mag Damage from 1 basic success. Heretic 1 Horde is at 9 Mag and must now test to break at -10. WP = 40 - 10 = 30 vs [roll0]) - They break.

The distant explosion of one of their held Basilisks, the loss of their master and the surrounding 4 Astartes is enough to tip the Heretics over the verge of insanity. They scream foul curses to the Emperor and the Astartes, or dark prayers to the Ruinous Powers, and bring their blades down upon Onissius and Svari; having dropped their guns in favour of a more direct appoach.

(Horde is unable to damage Onissius, as damage is 1d10+4 Pen 2. So even with the max roll, Onissius would remain unhurt. Svari may only be injured on his head. Standard Attack on Svari - WS 35 + 10 (Frenzy) = 45 vs [roll1]. Damage, if they get lucky, is [roll2].) - No more scars for Svari yet.

The blades simply glance off Onissius and Svari, leaving them unhurt.

It is now Onissius' Turn, followed by Tristan's.

[Executus]

Coming to a stop some distance behind the trundling Basilisk, Charon plants his feet and readies his heavy weapon to fire. "Alyxsander, concentrate on the enemy artillery. I'll clear the heretics from your path."

Triggering a burst from his heavy bolter, Charon shouts at the retreating enemy from his armor's external speakers. "Cowards! Come meet your judgement and your doom!"


Cohesion roll in OOC (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=9814430&postcount=446)
Back to standard ammunition.
BS: 48 + 20 (FA) + 10 (Range) + 30 (Size?) : 108
[roll0]

Well, that worked out...10 DoS. 10 hits x 2 + 1 for X = 21 Magnitude.

[The Commander]

Alyxander, Azirel and Charon
Azirel cuts down another dozen Heretics around him, adding to the growing pile around his armored boots. His Frenzied state has not evapourated since the battle began and he looks far from tired.

(4 Mag Damage. 5 Mag left.)

Charon makes it, finally, to the Western side of the battle and plants his boots firmly to trigger a glorious full-auto spray from his Heavy Bolter at the retreating Heretics. Shells scream out across the plain and explode through dozens of bodies, sending lethal shrapnel out and killing several more. Almost half the Heretics are dead and with Alyxander bearing down on them, they look ready to snap into a Frenzy.

(17 Mag Damage. Horde has broken OOC. 23 Mag left.)

The Renegades, having seen the destruction as the hands of Alyxander and felt it's effects, decide that today is not a good day to die for the Dark Gods and flee towards the West.

It is Alyxander's Turn to Act.

[Bowerbird]

Alyxander holds his course, heading north towards the sound of basilisk fire, seemingly heedless of the crunch and splatter of heretics beneath the basilisks treads. Once it looks clear he makes sure a few krak grenades are ready for use.

I'm assuming the heretics are in the path of his Basilisk still, so here's another Drive check to cover running them down.
Drive (GV): [roll0] vs 42

[The Commander]

Alyxander, Azirel and Charon
(If you want to use a FP to reroll that I'd do so, if you still have FP's left to spend... Otherwise...)

Alyxander continues on his path of destruction towards the Heretics. Charon's righteous fire, combined with the Heretic's slight scattering, makes hitting targets slightly harder and Alyxander only manages to run over a few. He emerges on the other side of the Heretics later, the front and underside of his Basilisk awash with Heretical blood. He guns the engines towards the North-West Basilisk. (Alyxander will reach the NW Basilisk next turn)

(With the reduced size of the Horde, plus the fact they were running, means you only did [roll0] Mag Damage. Horde is at 22 Mag.)

The Heretics, their minds snapped into insanity at the sheer death before them, decide to chase after Alyxander's Basilisk.

(As a Reaction, Alyxander may attempt to brace the hatch shut with an Opposed Strength Test, Heretic's Strength = 30 + 10 (Frenzied) = 40 vs [roll1] - That's 2 DoS! They're pretty eager to get to you!)

(Full Action Run 18m toward Alyxander.)

Meanwhile, the small number of Heretics attacking Azirel hack away at him harmlessly.

It is now Azirel's Turn to Act, followed by Charon.

[Narmoth]

Onissius attacks back at the horde
attack [roll0]
dmg [roll1]

[Ceridan]

Tristan stopped firing and grabbed the extra case of heavy bolter shells and passed it up onto the cab roof for Suvari to use. "Nice shot brother Kaestre. Target the next Basilisk in line."

[The Commander]

Tristan, Kaeste, Svari and Onissius
Onissius swings his Force Sword around him again; psychic power burning off of it as it swishes through the air. The Heretics keep well back and avoid the psychic blade.

(Svari now has access to Heavy Bolter rounds, although he must spend a Full Round reloading the Heavy Bolter for it to fire again)

The Renegades, now properly ready to resume the charge, run towards the two Astartes held Basilisks.

(Full Action Run - 18m. 62m from you)

The Heretics continue carefully retreating, deciding whether or not to risk charging again.

(Half Action retreat 3m. 62m from you. WP Test to recover from Pinning. WP = 40 + 37 (Mag) = 77 vs [roll0] - They recover)

Upon seeing the advancing Renegades behind them, the Heretics look ready to restart their surge towards your Basilisks as part of a massed charge.

It is Kaeste's Turn to Act, followed by Svari.

[Arcanoi]

Kaeste felt the cathartic pulse through the mechadendrite as the shot flew true, detonating the magazines of the targeted basilisk, the resulting blast wiping out the traitorous crew. Not only had the machine spirit exacted revenge on the heretics, but it had freed one of its brothers from further defilement. He hefted another of the mighty earthshaker rounds, carefully slotting it into the enormous breech of the Basilisk's cannon. "Preparing to fire," He voxxed.

[Calimos]

Brother Azirel feels renewed in soul, even as the traitorous heathens continue to hit him in vain, their efforts going to waste as he's protected by the Emperor's grace and his impenetrable power armour.

Despite fighting for quite some time, his superhuman physique and excellent conditioning, including the last weeks of intense and focused Deathwatch training keep him in top shape and his righteous anger drives his chainsword to hack and slash with great efficiency at those heretics that remain around him. It is his Emperor bestowed duty to cleanse this place from them and relief the faithful and besieged soldiers of the Imperial Guard and so he shall do.

Swift attack:
1) [roll0] vs 68
2) [roll1] vs 68

Yeah right...the online dice are not in my favour tonight :smallfrown: It seems Azirel got somewhat tired after all. I think I may still have one fate point remaining (1 spent to get in squad mode at start, another to re-roll another 95+ roll and i can't remember if i have spent the third one at any point). In case i still have it, i'll use it to reroll my first roll (97) in the event that i'm about to hit myself. Otherwise (if i'm simply going to miss) i won't use it.

[The Commander]

Tristan, Kaeste, Svari and Onissius
Kaeste reloads the Basilisk, slotting the enormous shell into the breech of the cannon. He must now spend a full round to aim the Basilisk at a new target.

It is Svari's Turn to Act.

Alyxander, Azirel and Charon
(You do still have 1 FP left, although you're not going to hit yourself, don't worry. You just simply miss.)

Azirel continues his whirlwind assault of vicious Chainsword swipes. Unfortunately his swipes are so wildly placed he hits none of the small number of Heretics surrounding him.

It is Charon's Turn to Act.

[Executus]

A scornful sneer locked on his face, Charon continues to fire on the heretics, hoping to clear the area behind the Basilisk.

"Continue forward, Alyxander! We'll clear the enemy behind you."

His heavy bolter continues to spit a tongue of fire, illuminating the night and cutting down the rear ranks of the fleeing heretics.


BS: 48 + 20 (FA) + 10 (Range) -20 (Running): 58
[roll0] - FP Re-roll in OOC to 47.

hit + 1 DoS = 2 hits x 2 + 1 (x) = 5 Magnitude damage.

[The Commander]

Alyxander, Azirel and Charon
For a moment Charon's Heavy Bolter remains silent and the Dark Angel begins to think a jam has occurred. Then shells begin to roar out of the huge muzzle of the enormous gun. This momentary pause in the Full-Auto Fire causes Charon to move his aim slightly from the Heretics as he begins to suspect a jam. Quickly re-training his weapon on the Heretics, only 2 of the shells slam home; sending Heretics sprawling and exploding.

(5 Mag Damage, 17 Mag left)

It is Alyxander's Turn to Act.

[Daisuke1133]

"Come you traitorous scum. Do none of you have the courage to face to face me?!" Svari bellows to the remaining renegades who continue to elude the biting teeth of his Chainswords.

Swift Attack on the Horde.
[roll0] vs 48
[roll1] vs 48

[The Commander]

Tristan, Kaeste, Svari and Onissius
Svari sweeps his Chainsword across the edges of the Basilisk, but the Heretics stay back from his biting blade and Svari is rewarded with nothing but sparks from the hull of the Basilisk.

The Heretics then pile onto the Basilisk again to attack Svari and Onissius in their frenzied state.

(Melee Attack against Svari - WS = 35 vs [roll0]. Damage is [roll1] Pen 2.
Melee Attack against Onissius - WS = 35 vs [roll2]. Damage is [roll3] Pen 2.
Full-Auto Attack against Kaeste - BS = 25 - 20 (Off-hand) + 10 (Short Range) + 20 (Full-Auto) = 35 vs [roll4]. Damage is [roll5] Pen 0.)
- Forgot that Horde was at 9 Mag, disregard above rolls.

Their Heretical blades do nothing but bounce of your Astartes Armor.

It is Onissius' Turn to Act.

[Narmoth]

Onissius attacks the heretics again
attack [roll0] weapon skill 44
dmg [roll1]

"You have no hope for victory! Surrender!"

[The Commander]

Tristan, Kaeste, Svari and Onissius
(Forgot to edit my notes that the Heretic Horde around you is broken and at Mag 9. No damage dealt though, simply editing my last post to reflect increased WS and such)

Onissius' Force Blade finally meets Heretical flesh and it cuts through their bodies with a scream of Psychic force. The Psy-Charred remains of those Heretics tumble off the Basilisk; a grim reminder to the other Heretics of the fate that awaits them at Onissius' hand. They look less than eager to surrender in their frenzied state, however.

(1 Mag Damage. Horde is at 8 Mag.)

It is Tristan's Turn to Act.

[Ceridan]

Tristan re-manned the Heavy Bolter and fired on the newly rallied Renegade Militia.

Suppression Fire, BS 44, +10 short range, +30 size, -20 target running: [roll0], need a 64 or less. Target needs a Hard Pinning Test.

[The Commander]

Tristan, Kaeste, Svari and Onissius
(You were 1 away from actually hitting the Renegades... They still test to be Pinned of course. WP = 35 + 37 (size) - 20 (Hard) = 52 vs [roll0] - They were ready for you this time it seems...)

Heavy Bolter shells riddle the ground in front of the advancing Militia, although they seem to have regained their combat composure and wade through the field of fire without fear.

(Full Action Run - 18m. 44m away from you.)

The Heretics, now not under fire from Tristan, continue to advance towards you alongside the Militia.

(Full Action Run - 18m. 44m away from you.)

It is Kaeste's Turn to Act.

[Arcanoi]

With slight pulses of thought, Kaeste steadily guides the mighty Earthshaker cannon, bringing it into line with one of the few remaining traitor-held basilisks.

[The Commander]

Tristan, Kaeste, Svari and Onissius
Kaeste aims the Basilisk's mighty cannon towards the North-East Basilisk. Basilisk to ready to fire next turn.

It is Svari's Turn to Act.

[Bowerbird]

Alyxander swiftly bears down on the North-West Basilisk, his resolve firm, he aims his vehicle almost directly at the enemy Basilisk. Reaching for his grenade belt he pulls out a Krak grenade. When the two tanks are at their closest point he flings it towards the other vehicle's spare shell storage section.

Drive (GV): [roll0]
BS: [roll1]
Damage: (Don't have my book on me, so I don't know what the damage of a Krak grenade is).

[The Commander]

Alyxander, Azirel and Charon
As Alyxander draws near, the Militia manning the Basilisk open fire with small arms. Bullets harmlessly ping off the hull around Alyxander and he pops the hatch to the driver's cab and tosses a Krak Grenade out of the top. It bounces once on the Enemy held Basilisk before detonating in a small explosion which is quickly followed by a huge explosion as the Basilisk's shells explode. Alyxander guns his Basilisk's engines to escape the blast and makes it out of the blast radius just in time.

(Alyxander can make a Sight Awareness Test to spot something)

The Heretics continue their chase towards Alyxander, their minds lacking any sense of survival at this point.

(Run 18m toward Alyxander. Since he is on the move at high speed, actual distancing doesn't matter, but he is the closest target for them.)

Meanwhile, the Heretics around Azirel continue to harmless glance their blades off of Azirel's armor.

It is Azirel's Turn to Act.

A giant explosion occurs to the North-West as Alyxander destroys the Basilisk in that direction. Yet another cheer is heard from the defenders on the walls of the Fortress.