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[Xantalos]

Guardsman, is it? All righty then. Hoy Cromwell, I'll contact you if I get in any trouble.

Xanaros taps his head, then shakes his wrist loose from the Guardsman's grip and walks along with him.

Walk along with the guardsman guy, though shake my hand out of his grip.

[highmax28]

let go of his wrist once he starts walking by himself

[mastahcheese]

"Alright, but be quick about it. If something happens, I'm faster than I look."

Cromwell watched the two head out, tapping on his own head in response.
The metallic echo reminding him.

[Evilsx]

((Question, am i at the Hideout still sleeping or with these guys?))

[highmax28]

((Question, am i at the Hideout still sleeping or with these guys?))

((Pretty sure you're out like a light))

[HFS]

((I think you're still at the hideout. I'm 99% certain that you aren't with the rest of the group. So yeah, at the hideout.))

[Sirus]

Eisen yawned and looked around, trying to remember if any of those unmarked passageways were nearby and if they might lead into the manufactorum.

[HFS]

The Manufactorum

"Blessings of the Omnissiah upon you."

Enter the Manufactorum. Take a look at my surroundings, and see if I can find a way to the shrine of the Omnissiah.

((Wow. Dem rolls.))

[Per:1d100:95] ((Alright, that's it. Ignore this result, I'm finding my actual d10s.)) [Per:1d100:67]

The outer area of the manufactorum appears to be primarily administration, with the manufactorum proper further inside the structure. It is, however, claustrophobic and with plenty of pipes and machinery on the walls and ceiling - you feel right at home. Per tests for you will be made at a +10 here. Workers are moving around, but there are almost no actual tech-priests in this corridor - you see only one, in fact. Presumably they are further inside. [Per:1d100:79] This particular manufactorum appears to be used for constructing smaller parts, presumably they are later shipped to a much larger manufactorum elsewhere for final assembly.  [Per:1d100:28] You find the shrine, three other tech-priests are currently present. It is a relatively plain room, compared to some other shrines you have seen, but still suitable. You passed a screen while heading here, and you now know the locations of the three other manufactorums working with the parts from this one, as well as the refinery that this one gets metal from.

One of the tech-priests, upon hearing your approach, greets you.

--

The Guardsman and the Psyker

Xanaros considers if revealing the Inquisitor's insignia was worth it.
Probably not.

Not likely.
Wait where we are at for now.
"I'll sit here until he's back."

Eisen yawned and looked around, trying to remember if any of those unmarked passageways were nearby and if they might lead into the manufactorum.

[Per:1d100:62] [Int:1d100:81] Hm. You remember that not every alley wasn't on the map, but other than that, you can't think of anything. Perhaps there's a second entrance, perhaps not.

---

The Guardsman and the Heretic

"You're right on that... And a guardsmen and a psyker in each group will be fine. *looks at the other psyker* keep an eye out for anything suspicious. We'll be at the next nearest manufactorium if you need us.

Pulling the Psyker by his wrist, head to the next closest manufactorium

[Per:1d100:28] You walk down the street, dragging the psyker with you, heading to the next manufactorum. You see two guards stationed at that one, too - with essentially identical loadouts. You stop a reasonable distance away. To your left is an empty alley, with a turn to the right further down. You don't think anyone's in it, nor do you see a pict sensor down there.

Guardsman, is it? All righty then. Hoy Cromwell, I'll contact you if I get in any trouble.

Xanaros taps his head, then shakes his wrist loose from the Guardsman's grip and walks along with him.

Walk along with the guardsman guy, though shake my hand out of his grip.

You head with the guardsman guy, and you are now outside another manufactorum. [Per:1d100:66] Hm.

[Xantalos]

Here, let me try with these guards.

Walk up to the guards and attempt to get in with my rugged charm and Socratic wit.

Ready self for violence from the Guardsman dude with me; it's fairly obvious he's going to do something.

[kisame12794]

"Greetings, my name is Fral Mallear. I wish to inquire about the location of a Mechanicus district."

((Essentially, I want to figure out where all the Tech-Priests hang out, aquire more augments, are trained, and other things.))

[Evilsx]

((HFS, how much longer will my guy be out?))

[HFS]

((HFS, how much longer will my guy be out?))

[T:1d100:19] You're back up.

[highmax28]

Here, let me try with these guards.

Walk up to the guards and attempt to get in with my rugged charm and Socratic wit.

Ready self for violence from the Guardsman dude with me; it's fairly obvious he's going to do something.

How about we take a look down that other alleyway first? Perhaps there's another way down there. I'll keep my laspistol ready in case if something happens, though I doubt I'll need it.

Talk the guy to go the alleyway and keep close eye out for others. If dead end, block the psyker's way out and talk to him about what he said earlier about his ignorance.

[mastahcheese]

"Hey, Eisen, radio me if something happens, I'm going to check on Xanaros, I forgot to ask him something, I shouldn't take long."

Head in the direction that Xanaros and the Guardsman, who's name I've forgotten.

[Sirus]

"...What exactly do you suspect will happen?"

Eisen sighed and remained put. A life of military service left him feeling restless when nothing was afoot.