Gather some more soldiers and go and slaughter the Barron' enemies, wear chaos collar and charge into battle. Attempt to flank the group while the ogryn pile drive into the main forces with a couple shot gunners assisting them.
Plan: bloody marry and 4 cultists with muskets and chain mail Armour go right, while Kastor goes left with four cultists in chain mail with muskets. Hermine uses her psyker abilities and attempts to sacrifice a prisoner to bring in a lesser daemon.4 of the cultists wear chain mail and use shot guns, supporting the ogryns. 6 of the cultists stay back and provide covering fire for the ogryn and the cultists charging into the group.
I Just can't do it referring to your self in the third person.
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"By the way I read that if we gain too much power from Khorne we become a rage filled monster unable to think. Is that true?
How is it that the space marines under Abandon aren't like that?"
you ask Kastor as you march north.
"The blood god cares only that you fight, he wants you to put your strength and against others nothing more.
Not every one that follows the blood god is blinded by rage, there just the more memorable ones.
As for the mad ones? Well we ever totally sane to start with? Would any sane man try to conquer it all?
I've seen it, the deep void, the endless blackness beyond the stars.
There are things out there, echoing in the ruins of creation, we aren't there inheritors, no we are nothing but blind scavengers picking at the bones giants.
Sanity is just a madnesses that blinds one from reality. "
Kastor laughs at some unexplained joke...
In the morning light you can make out the camp of Klingberg's men.
You smile to your self it's time, you take it out, a heavy band of spike brass and iron plates.
The spiked collar fits sung around your neck as if it was made just for you, you can here faint mocking laughter in the distance as is tightens, locking shut.
You feel safer with the studded circlet of brass and iron griping tight to your neck.
The warband splits up, flanking your pray as you proceed, Kastor head to the left with a quartet of cultists as you head to right.
Hermine follows bring up the rear with half a dozen cultists.
Squatting low behind a tree truck you ready your bolter, waiting for the moment to open fire.
You don't so much hear or see it but feel it deep inside your core, the boundaries separating real space from the warp blink.
From a moment things can cross over and bargain stuck with being of malign energy and power.
There a howl, long and wild, it's the hunting cry of some savage beast.
You open fire, spray bolts in to the encampment in a whirlwind explosions.
The crack of muskets echo as you fumble for fresh magazine.
In a flash a massive canine beast diveing in to the emcampment, claws of iron flash spilling blood as the beast howls.
You advance into the encampment, methodically fire as musket balls and crossbow bolt bounce from your armour.
The cultist are less durable and while chain mail stops some attacks the shear weight of fire is telling as cultist fall left and right.
With a steady thump-whizz-bang, you pour bolter fire at every target, tearing men limb from limb as bolts explode internally.
Your bolter click empty a second time and you stop for a monument, the enemy scream as panic and flight grip them to the core.
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You stand before a small forest of impaled men and woman, there naked bodys dripping blood.
"Ladys and Gentlema,n If its one things you can expect from Me, it's that I don't fail to impress Chaos. Stick with me and you will all have favours handed down by the Dark ones themselves."
You raise a cup blood to your mouth and drink deep.
"Death to the false emperor!" you shout, your face awash with blood.
"Death to the false emperor!" they respond...
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"Tell your lord what happen here, and warn him not to return..or I will start getting serious...
You take a another mouthful of warm fresh blood and shoo him away.
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You awaken at dawn with a strange blade in your hands.
It's almost normal longsword, indeed it is from the hilt down, it just that the hilt is ribbed with bone and the pommel is shaped like a human heart and slowly purses.
Holding it in your hand you feel better, some how healthier than you where before.
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After the march Barron Crotwell keep is a welcome site.
The Barron is away and you spend the next few days resting healing your wounds.
You start to some notice changes, Hermines fingers have started to sprout long razor sharp claws.
Kastor seems to be filled with an greater strength than he had before.
Tasks
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Tax collection is behind as usual.
The more important matter is the imperial tithe.
I'm due to provide a battalion by the fall.
I need you to rectify this, take this seal and gather not only my due from the peasants but the emperors.
Oh and if any one wants to join you for gods sake let them, no one ever comes back from the guard.
The eldest daughter of one of my rivals has been kidnapped, a ransom demand has been issued a local noble as agreed to pay.
This is a problem, if she is released, then he will wed her off and become a greater threat.
In short i need you to remover her from the picture.
How you do it i don't care but it can't lead back to me.
Rumor has it that one of the Sword of Yanf-arnork the brotherhood has been sited in the city to the south.
To the best of my reports it's in the hands of a collector, a fool that undoubtedly has no idea of just what he has.
I say we take it from him.
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Inventory
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Power armour
Bolter
Bolt pistol
Hammer charm
Collar of Khorne
Chaos weapon (Impunity +1 W)
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Stats
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M WS BS S T W I A Ld Int Cl WP
6 5 5 5 3 2 3 1 7 7 7 7
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VP 0
Gifts 2
Inventory
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Void suit
Laspistol
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Stats
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M WS BS S T W I A Ld Int Cl WP
6 4 4 7 3 1 3 2 7 7 7 7
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VP 0
Gifts 1
Inventory
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Power armour
Bolter
Bolt pistol
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Stats
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M WS BS S T W I A Ld Int Cl WP
6 4 4 7 3 1 4 1 8 8 10 8
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VP 0
Gifts 1
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