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[Funk]

E) Take a random Warp jump
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"Now let the warp take us!" you shout activating the warp drive.

Slowly a whinnying sound starts, growing louder as the entire ship starts to shake.
 
Reality ollapses as the ever changing currants of the immaterium take you.
Time turns to toffee, as your pushed at random across time and space.
Colours without names shine from outside, casting shadows of things that should never be.

Fully inside the warp, you take a deep breath in relief your safe, at least from the lap dogs of the false emperor.

Time passes as you travel, how much time and what way you can't tell, but time moves.
Finally you feel that you should return to real space.

Looking out side you can see a large blue green planet, with a large gray bloch covering the northan land mass.

You turn on the radio to check what signals you can find.

The first is a faint signal, "♪♫Ere we go 'Ere we go..♫♪" but the sound of singing green skins is clear.

The second one at first seems like random static but then you notice the patrons, the gaps it's Lingua-technis the bionic language of the adeptus mechanicus.

More some tuneing and you find an odd station.

"Destroy the temples! Slay the priests! Show these fools that they worship a rotting corpse! Give yourselves the dark gods and be immortal" Its a man's voice, gravely and filled with rage.

An hour later and you have the source of each signal pined down.

The orks are some where far to the east, five maybe ten light years way.

The adeptus mechanicus are much closer, broad from the planet.

The traitors signal is comeing from one of the moons of the planet.

You head to
A) orks
B) planet
C) traitor beacon

[Cheesecake]

Traitor beacon. We must band with brothers and sisters against the corpse god.

[3man75]

Traitor beacon. We must band with brothers and sisters against the corpse god.

C. It's time to put this power armor to some damn good use. Make sure to bring the girl also as our "comrade" as join up with the legions of chaos.

[Funk]

Traitor beacon. We must band with brothers and sisters against the corpse god.

C. It's time to put this power armor to some damn good use. Make sure to bring the girl also as our "comrade" as join up with the legions of chaos.

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The ship lands with a clatter, pushing a cloud of gray dust.

"Reading are comeing tru now, gravity's down 250 from Terra stranded.
Atmosphere reads null." Hermine calls out the reading as the sensors bleep and click wildly.

"A dead moon.
Well get ready then, we are going out there, let us band with brothers and sisters against the corpse god!" you command her, riseing from your chair.

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The dust sticks to you're amour, colouring both of you gray as you march.
Then you sport it, from a far it looks like a simple mound of rocks, but as you get closer you can make out a door way and a solar panel.

"That's where the signal is coming from, now you first Hermine." with a genital push you send her on.

The inside of the hut is bare and empty with just a jury rigged transmitter in the centre of the room.

You suddenly feel the muzzle of gun pushing in to your back.
"Drop your weapon intruder!" a deep gravely voice tells you.
You drop your bolter and slowly turn around to face him.
A towering figure, he stands head ans shoulders above you in dust covered power armour.
 
"Now what do we have here, a sister of battle and her servant all on there own.
Well your clearly not puppets of the false emperor, they word of sent more men, so why are you here?" he asks you.

"I am Maria Dominica  and this is Hermine Crotwell.
We are here because have been betrayed, lie too and mistreated.
For years I followed the lies of the corpse god, spilling my blood for those that where to bind to see,
Trusting in faith for salvation from the darkness.

And what did it get me? all those i've cared have been slain by traitors and my sacrifices count for nothing.
So I'm here to join with you, just think of what we can do together." you tell him.

"So you too serve the real gods, good.
You may call me Kastor, now you have ship, so lets get off this worthless rock and talk later...

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With a hiss the air lock pressurizes, and you enter your ship.

Kastor removes his helmet, his face is twisted half is a pale sunless white and the other half is brunt, blacked and shifted downwards.

"Melter burns,the traitor Daryl, he did this and left me for dead on that blasted rock." he spits on the floor
as he speaks.

"Hermine get our guest food we have much to plan...

Spoiler: Maria Dominica, Chaos Sister (click to show/hide)

Inventory
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Power armour
Bolter
Bolt pistol
Hammer charm
Hermine's laspistol

Spoiler: Hermine Crotwell, Navigator (click to show/hide)

Void suit

Spoiler: Kastor, Chaos Space Marine (click to show/hide)

Inventory
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Power armour
Bolter
Bolt pistol

[3man75]

Lets chat with him.

"So tell me why did you join the Dark side Kastor? An where do we stand when it comes to fighting the Imperium right now?"

[Dorsidwarf]

"That's where the signal is coming from, now you first Hermine." with a genital push you send her on.

*snerk*

[StrawBarrel]

Lets chat with him.

"So tell me why did you join the Dark side Kastor? An where do we stand when it comes to fighting the Imperium right now?"

+1

[Funk]

"So tell me why did you join the Dark side Kastor? An where do we stand when it comes to fighting the Imperium right now?"

"Why did i side with Horus?
Revenge, For age we battled to free mankind from the shackles of darkness,
and it was done what happened? We where cast aside throw out in the garbage."
His voice is full of sorrow and bitterness as he speaks.

"Ok let focus on the now, how do we stand when it comes to fighting the Imperium?

"Daryl took it all, i have nothing left just Skullblaster."
He pats his bolter, with a hint of affection.
"What do you have? a single navigator and a stolen ship.
We need followers and lucky for us i know where we might find some.
For the past six month i've been trying to spread the word to Strarth II.

Cultist of the hidden faith have started to gather in the darkness, together we could lead them to glory for the gods.

The other path open to us, is to head away from imperial control, out in to the void and sell our guns to the highest bidder."

You sit back and consider the options.
A: Raise a band of Cultists.
B: Become a Mercenary.

Spoiler: Maria Dominica, Chaos Sister (click to show/hide)

Inventory
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Power armour
Bolter
Bolt pistol
Hammer charm
Hermine's laspistol

Spoiler: Hermine Crotwell, Navigator (click to show/hide)

Void suit

Spoiler: Kastor, Chaos Space Marine (click to show/hide)

Inventory
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Power armour
Bolter
Bolt pistol

[StrawBarrel]

B: Become a Mercenary.

[3man75]

A. Lets create our own cult devoted to chaos undivided (Or failing that khorne). From there we'll create our own unit of chaos space marines.

[Funk]

Ok it a tie, so i say cultists.
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Strarth II

The landing is uneventfull and you soon find your self on the cold wind blown plains of Strarth II.

Creating a cult is easily there are many downtrodden that wish for change, and you have brought change.
By preaching in the darkest corners you have gathered a small following of a dozen followers from among the lowest of the low.

When it comes to weapons and supplys, the semi agricultural nature of Strarth II helps you, and many of your followers bring hunting weapons.

Spoiler: Cult (click to show/hide)

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Cultist
 12
Shotguns
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[3man75]

More recruitment?

[conein]

Wait how is a shotgun a hunting weapon? Well anyways, +1 to recruiting more.

[Funk]

More recruitment
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You set up a base in an old warehouse, with a crude chapel to the gods  and space to store supplys.
The dark gods favourer you, and followers come as the word of your cult spreads rapidly.

Live on Strarth II is different to any you have known before, backwards with access to technology greatly restricted.
Ruled by a network of feudal lords that keep the peasants oppressed

By the end of the week you have eight more followers.

Then they arrive from deep in the forests comes a trio of ogryns carrying giant two handed chainsaws.
Ogryns, men grown to lumbering giants by eons on high gravity worlds.

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"...And we shall no more pay the corpse gods tithes! We shall--" you shout leading your followers in worship.
   
"--click-- Krastor to base. Count 20. Local troops. En-route to your location. Requesting permission to engage. Over.---"
Your communicator buzz's as Krastor alerts you.

You drop the dagger mid ceremony and rush to the window.
Peeking through the wooden shutter you can see them approaching, at least two dozen men in shining chainmail.

Well what do we do now?

Spoiler: Cult (click to show/hide)

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20 Cultists with Shotguns
3 Ogryns with Chainsaws
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Added stats to people.

Spoiler: Maria Dominica, Chaos Sister (click to show/hide)

Inventory
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Power armour
Bolter
Bolt pistol
Hammer charm
Hermine's 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   4  3  1  3  1  7  7    7   7
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Spoiler: Hermine Crotwell, Navigator (click to show/hide)

Inventory
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Void suit
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Stats
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M WS BS  S  T W  I  A Ld Int Cl WP
6   4   4   4  3  1  3  1  7  7    7   7
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Spoiler: Kastor, Chaos Space Marine (click to show/hide)

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    4  3  1  4  1  8  8   10   8

[conein]

They are 24 we are 26.