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[_DivideByZero_]

How strictly are you following the Origin Path rules? Can we follow any path to any Career, or do we have to stick to the Path as described in the rulebook?

How strictly are you following the Origin Path rules? Can we follow any path to any Career, or do we have to stick to the Path as described in the rulebook?

IRC says you get one free pick using the origin path rules.

Yep, one free pick.

[Sirus]

How strictly are you following the Origin Path rules? Can we follow any path to any Career, or do we have to stick to the Path as described in the rulebook?

How strictly are you following the Origin Path rules? Can we follow any path to any Career, or do we have to stick to the Path as described in the rulebook?

IRC says you get one free pick using the origin path rules.

Yep, one free pick.

So basically, you must follow the path but can make one free deviation from said path?

Hell, I can work with that.

[_DivideByZero_]

Yes, or you can follow your new path.

[Sirus]

The deviation I'm planning takes place at the very end of the path, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[Stirk]

Spoiler: Our Trader! (click to show/hide)

Tristan Vendigroth
Point buy, 0 points: Tried to spread it out a bit
WS 25
BS 50
S 25
T 35
A 45
I 55
P 32
W 35
F 63

Noble Born

WOUNDS
(2x T+d5) d5=1 (7 Wounds)

FATE 3 on 4-9, 4 on 10, 1-3=2  roll8     Fate=3

Vaunted (Decadence, +3 Fel, -3 Perception, +1d5 corruption)   4 corruption
Chosen by Destiny/Fated for Greatness (+1 Fate point, 1d10+1 insanity) roll 1  2 Insanity
High Vendetta
Prestige (Talented (X))
Rogue Trader

Backstory:
Tristan was the first born child of his Rogue Trader dynasty-by thirteen precious seconds. His twin followed soon after. Their father had high hopes for their alliance, hopes that had been dashed in a few short years. They had quickly become the worst of rivals, starting young by fighting over their Father's support and affection. As they grew older, their rivalry neared a war between the two. Deals were made, assassins sent, allies gained and lost...But in the end, both were still standing. Brothers and sisters were born, each joining in on either side as the fight consumed the entire family. All the fighting came to a breaking point when their father met his end on a distant world. A battle broke out to see who would claim the warrant, with guns and knives rather than the more roundabout battles they fought before. Tristan received both a jagged scar and his father's warrant in the end. But the rivalry didn't end here, his twin had sent men to claim their mother's lesser warrant while Tristian's attention was on their father's.

Tristan himself is a tall man with an otherwise average build. He has medium length well groomed dark-red hair, often covered partially by a golden circlet or a hat styled after those warn in the Imperial guard, depending on the setting. A long vertical scar stands proudly on his left cheek, kept clean shaven to show it off. He wears fine furs and other clothing fit for nobility when in polite company, switching to a simple but pristine armor when in the field. Always around his neck is an amulet of his family's crest, an Aquila with a trailing sheet of paper in one talon (representing the warrant) and a sword in the other (representing strength).

Personality wise, he is patient and practical (so long as he isn't angered), always taking advice from his advisors before making decisions. He likes to play the long game, but not at the expense of short term gain. He tends towards friendly professionalism, though those who get on his bad side tend to stay there.
Skills
Literacy (INT), Speak High/Low Gothic (Int), Command (Fel), Commerce (Fel), Charm (Fel), Common Lore (Imperium), Evaluate (Int), Scholastic Lore (Astromancy), Dodge (Agi)

Talents:
Peer (Nobility), Air of Authority, Pistol Weapons Training (Universal), Melee Weapons Training (Universal), Talented (Charm)

Stuff:
Good Hand Cannon, Common Power Sword, Storm Trooper Carapace, 2 Best Autopistols+Silencer



Exp: 2450 spent
Dodge (100)
Fellowship +5 (100)
Ambidextrous (200)
Fellowship +5 (250)
Intelligence +5 (100)
Intelligence +5 (250)
Ballistics +5 (250)
Willpower +5 (250)
Agility +5 (250)
Fellowship +5 (500)
Renowned Warrant (200)

[Devastator]

Spoiler: Seneschal Sub (click to show/hide)

Subitaneus Soleil
Seneschal 2
Wounds   10
Fate Points:   4
Corruption:   4
Insanity:   0

WS   30  (25 + 5 roll)
BS   38  (25 + 13 roll)
Str   28  (25 + 6 roll -3 path)
Tough   38  (25 + 13 roll)
Agil   42  (25 + 3 path + 4 roll + 10 advancements)
Int   36 (25 + 6 roll + 5 advancements)
Per   48 (25 +3 path + 20 roll)
WP   39 (25 + 3 path + 11 roll)
Fel   41 (25 + 6 roll + 10 advancements)

Origin, Imperial World.

Birthright: Scavenger.

Criminal: Hunted by Crime Baron.

Press-Ganged: Command

Pride: Heirloom item.  Best Craftsmanship Chainsword

Backstory:  Subitaneus was not born as such, that was the name he took upon joining the RT's crew, years ago under Tristan's father.  Originally, he was born as a common Imperial citizen on the Civilized World of Mason's Cup, where he would likely have stayed without outside intervention, which, inevitably happened in the form of a pirate raid.  The seneschal surrendered rather than getting killed, and was taken aboard.

Years later, looking for an opportunity to escape his masters, such was provided in the form of a boarding action, where the son of the pirate captain would fall to enemy fire.  Sub was in the right place to press the advantage and lead some of his fellow slaves into attacking the wounded and retreating pirates, and in the fight, retrieved the son's chainsword that was the pride of the pirate clan.  Unfortunately, a clean sweep was not possible, and word got back as to who had betrayed against the pirate's authority.  That left little choice but for Sub to join in with the attackers, and left on their small frigate.  He was eventually able to talk them into leaving him on-planet, and from there signed up with a Rogue Trader, knowing that it's much better to take fate into his own hands rather than leaving it up to the vagarities of space.

Talents:
-Blessed Ignorance
-Enemy (Underworld)
-Resistance(Fear)
-Basic Weapon Training (Universal)
-Pistol Weapon)

Skills:
Homeworld granted basic skills:
-Common Lore (Imperial Creed) (Int)
-Common Lore (Imperium) (Int)
-Common Lore (War) (Int)
-Literacy (Int)
-Speak Language (High Gothic) (Int)

-Awareness (Per)
-Barter (Fel)
-Command (Fel)
-Commerce (Fel)
-Common Lore (Underworld) (Int)
-Concealment (Agil)
-Decieve (Fel)
-Disguise (Fel)
-Dodge (Agil)
-Evaluate (Int)
-Forbidden Lore (Archeotech) (Int)
-Inquiry (Fel)
-Literacy (Int)
-Security (Agil)
-Silent Move (Agil)
-Speak Language (Low Gothic, Trader’s Cant) (Int)

Gear:Best Craftsmanship Chainsword, Standard-Craftsmanship Inferno Pistol, Best-Craftsmanship hellgun, Xeno-mesh armour. Autoquill, dataslate, micro-bead, multikey, two sets of robes, synskin, chrono, cameleoline cloak.

Starting Acquisition: Basilisk (-10 Vehicle) (-20 Very Rare) (+30 Negilible)  w Camo Netting.

2500 xp.  500 max spent on origin path.

Awareness, 100
Disguise, 100
Dodge, 100
Security, 100
Silent Move, 100

750 spent for +10 Agil  (250, 500)
350 spent for +10 Per  (100, 250)
350 spent for +10 Fel  (100, 250)
100 spent for +5 Int

450 unspent xp.

[HighEndNoob]

Spoiler: Lucius Rexigoth, The Missionary (click to show/hide)

Lucius Rexigoth
Point buy, 0 points:
WS 50 (Adv 1)
BS 30
S 48 (Adv 2)
T 45 (Adv 1)
A 35
I 32
P 33
W 40
F 35

Homeworld: Mortius VI, Imperial World (+3 Wil, -5 Wil Test Forbidden Lore)

Wounds
(8+d5 (1)+ Sound Constitution (1)): 10

Fate Points: 3
Insanity: 0
Corruption: 0

Origin Path:
Savant (Logic (Int), +3 Fel, -3 Tou)
Zealot/Blessed Scars (+10 Intimidate tests,-10 Charm tests, Good-Quality Bionic (-300 EXP))
The Hand of War (Flame Weapon Training (Universal), Hatred (Chaos worshipers), Face of the Enemy (Chaos worshipers))
Pride (Reliquary of Saint Drusus, +20% interactions with Ministorum)

Missionary

Backstory: Lucius was born on a quiet Imperial planet, Mortius VI, on the outer rim of the Segentum Pacificus. Early in his adult life, he joined the planet's Imperial shrine, to begin his studies as a cleric. For a decade his studies were peaceful and enlightening, and it seemed he was destined to live  quiet if uneventful life, a rarity in Imperium. That hope was dashed in his 26th year, when a Chaos cult began it's uprising on the planet, spreading destruction and spilling blood wherever they went. His priory was not spared, being blasted to rubble after a full day of shelling.

He woke up dazed, the grande temple he called his home for the last decade little more them dust and rubble. In the distance, he could see 2 figures in the distance, one lying on the ground, clad in power armor. The armor was slim and black, showing clearly a fallen Adepta Sororitas. The standing figure was cackling and twitching, stabbing and cutting up body. Lucius' mind began to cloud, thinking of nothing but righteous fury against that accursed heretic. Desecrating the body of one of the Emperor's daughters? Simply unforgivable. His vision darkened, focusing only on the heretic, and the chainsword lying near him. He grabbed it and stood up. He never held a weapon before in his life, but that mattered not. One thought had overtaken Lucius' mind. Purge. Purge. Purge. With a quick prayer, and a righteous shout, he charged at the heretic.

He awakened once again, lying on the ground with chainsword in hand, both him and the sword slathered in blood. The cultist lay dead, completely eviscerated. Also in the room were more power armored figures, with white headdresses and medical tools. Sister Hospitallers, no doubt to recover the wounded and their fallen sister. One of them was tending to Lucius, who suddenly felt a pain at his knee. He Leaned over and saw his left leg was missing from the knee down. Chaos had once again stolen something precious from him.

While the cult was put down, Mortius VI suffered greatly. His action attracted the attention of the greater Ecclesiarchy though, it having turned out that the cultist he slew was non other then an aspiring champion, no simple act for an untrained, augmented human. He traveled around, studying and preacher the emperors word to all who would listen, while growing more adept in close combat. He served in multiple engagements alongside the Imperial Guard, preferring to take on Chaos directly.

Lucius is a friendly young man with a clean-shaven face and cleanly-cut blond hair. He is of above average height, and wears his white Ecclesiarchial robes in almost all circumstances, even into combat over his armor. He often goes out of his way to chat and compliment others, though knows when to leave people alone. While he is slow to anger, he is also slow to calm down, usually having to vent his fury on (hopefully) a practice dummy. He is also lenient for most unorthodox beliefs, but is always on the look-out for any chaotic influence, which he will never let slide.

Skills
Awarness (Per), Dodge (Ag), Charm (Fel), Logic (Int), Literacy (Int), Common Lore (Imperial Creed Trained, Imperium Trained, War) (Int), Forbidden Lore (Heresy) (Int), Medicae (Int) Trained, Scholastic Lore (Imperial Creed) (Int), Speak Language (High Gothic Trained, Low Gothic) (Int)

Talents:
Basic Weapon Training (Universal), Melee Weapon Training (Universal), Pure Faith, Unshakable Faith, Melee Weapon Training (Primitive), Flame Weapon Training (Universal), Sound Constitution (1), Sprint, Nerves of Steel, Hatred (Chaos worshipers)

Exp:
7000 spent

Str +10 Adv (750)
Tgh +5 Adv (250)
Dodge (Ag) (100)
WS +5 Adv (100)
Awarness (Per) (100)
Sound Constitution (200)
Nerves of Steel (500)
Charm (Fel) (100)
Good Bionic Locomotion (300)
Melee Weapon Training (Primitive) (100)

EDIT: Modified to fit the rank rules.
EDIT 2: Fixed point-buy and swapped around traits. Thanks Caellath!

[Caellath]

While flamers suffer from lack of training (the enemy gets a +20 to avoid the flames), they don't cause problems if you wield them with one hand. That explained, you might be better off with a Good Craftsmanship Rosarius (Faith and Coin), which's a classic for Missionaries, or something else. Remember, you can get a Good Craftsmanship Very Rare item, or a Common Craftsmanship ER item, or several Rare items, or any combination that ends up in a +0.

You don't get bounties, that might be from the model.

And I think I'm going for a Void-master after all.

[Stirk]

Anyone have any thoughts on the ship? I figure if we design the ship we want, then we can decide how many ship points we need off of that.

[Criptfeind]

Hum, if into the storm is available, can I play as an ork?

[HighEndNoob]

Ah, Thanks. The bounty thing was from an old character I was making, then scrapped and used it's sheet as a basis. Forgot to take it out.

[GiglameshDespair]

Done again?

Spoiler: Dissection is fun (click to show/hide)

Name: Magos Biologis Camilla CT-42

Origins:

• Death World
  +5 Strength, +5 Toughness, –5 Willpower, –5 Fellowship
  Jaded
  Melee Weapon Training (Primitive)
  Paranoid: -10 interaction in formal settings
  Survivor: +10 vs pinning and shock
  Wounds: 2x TB + 1d5+2
  Fate: 1-5: 2, 6-10: 3
  
• Scapegrace
  Sleight of Hand as a trained Basic Skill
  +3 to Intelligence
  You suffer your choice of 1d5 Corruption Points or 1d5 Insanity Points.
  
• Tainted
  Paid 200XP to choose:
  Hulking: The mutant grows in stature and body-mass. It gains the Hulking Size Trait, increases its Strength Characteristic
  by 10 and gains +5 Wounds.
  
• Press-ganged
  Unwilling Accomplice: gain a skill (Medicae) and gain/improve common lore skill (tech)
  Jealous Freedom
  
• Knowledge is Power
  Cost: 300XP
  Effects: Gain any one Common Lore or Scholastic Lore as a
  trained Skill (Chymistry)
  Foresight Talent
  +3 Intelligence
  

Wounds: 10+2+2+5=19
Fate: 3
Corruption: 0
Insanity: 2
Size: Hulking

WS: 25+ 20+5=50 (4)
BS: 25+0=25 (2)
S: 25+ 20+10+5+10+10=70 (6)
T: 25+20+5+10=50 (6)
A: 25+5=30 (A)
I: 25+20+6+10=61 (6x2=12)
P: 25+5=30 (3)
W: 25+10-5=30 (3)
F: 25+0-5=20 (2)

XP:
7000-4500=2500
Spent:
500 from origins
500 utility mechadrendrites
100 Awareness

100 Drive (Ground Vehicle)
700 2xtough and 2xint advances
600 2x str and 1xWS advances
Remaining: 0

Ship role:
Chief Chirurgeon

The Chief Chirurgeon is master of the void-ship’s medicae wards and their staff: doctors of physiks, medicae, alchemists, and a horde of apprentices. Accidents, maladies, and agues of a thousand varieties afflict common voidfarers, and a crew unattended by medicae and physiks will soon enough lapse into illness, putting the safety of the vessel at risk. The Chief Chirurgeon pledges his talents to maintain the crew’s stalwart willingness to toil, and further to make of his wards and supply vaults a scourge upon disease, injury, and sicknesses of the mind.

Career Preference: Usually Missionary or Explorator but Seneschal is possible.
Examples of Immediate Subordinates: Biologis Tech-Adepts pledged to the medicae wards, lesser medicae and doctors of physiks, appointed Savant-Medicaes of the void-ship librarium.
Important Skills: Medicae, Chem-Use, Scholastic Lore (Chymistry), Tech-Use, Trade (Technomat).
Benefits:
The Chief Chirurgeon gains a +10 bonus to the Triage Extended Action.

Skills:

• Common Lore (Machine Cult, Tech+10) (Int)
• Scholastic Lore (Chymistry)
• Forbidden Lore (Archeotech, Adeptus Mechanicus) (Int)
• Literacy (Int)
• Logic (Int)
• Speak Language (Explorator Binary, Low Gothic, Techna-lingua) (Int)
• Tech-Use (Int) (+10)
• Trade (Technomat) (Int)
• Awareness
• Medicae
• Drive (Ground Vehicle)
• Sleight of Hand

Traits:

• Mechanicus Implants (see page 366)
• Electro-graft
  This is a small port that is grafted into your nervous system. Once you have been properly trained, this will allow you
  to interface with machine data ports and certain types of data nets. Electro-grafts can take many forms, such as electoos,
  skull shunts, finger probes, or spine jacks.
• Electoo Inductors
  These are palm-sized metal skin grafts that appear much like tattoos to the uninitiated. The electoos are wired into your
  nervous system, where they derive power from the bio-electrical emanations of the flesh. They can be used to emit or
  siphon power in many ways. Electoo inductors can be any colour, and can appear anywhere on the body—though hands
  or mechadendrites are the usual sites.
• Respirator Unit
  This implant involves tubes, wires, vox-grills, or other augmetic parts replacing the lower face and neck. It purifies
  your air supply, granting a +20% bonus to resist airborne toxins and gas weapons. The respirator unit also contains a
  vox-synthesiser capable of transmitting your voice in a variety of ways. Respirators can appear as simple grill units or
  intricate mask-like carvings.
• Cyber-mantle
  This is a framework of metal, wires, and impulse transmitters that is bolted onto your spine and lower ribcage. As you
  gain further implants, this mantle acts as a sub-dermal anchorage point. Amongst some servants of the Omnissiah, this
  cyber-mantle is often referred to as “the true flesh.” One would have to look beneath the red robes of a Tech-Priest to
  discover what a cyber-mantle looks like, and thus no one admits to having seen one.
• Potentia Coil
  Cradled within the cyber-mantle is a power unit known as the potentia coil. This mass can store energy and produce
  various types of fields. Coils come in many types, from small crystal stack affairs to bulky electrical galvinators salvaged
  from vehicle engines. Many a hunchback within the Adeptus Mechanicus is blamed upon a primitive coil.
• Cranial Circuitry
  This is a series of linked processors, implants, and cortical circuits that augments your mental capacities. Most sit
  within housing bolted onto the skull, whilst others nestle within the brain itself. As you grow in the seriousness of your
  devotions, more and more of the brain that deals with useless things such as emotion and intuition can be scooped away
  to provide room for additional augmentations. Cranial circuits are often very crude-looking and rather aged.

Talents:

• Basic Weapon Training (Universal)
• Melee Weapon Training (Universal)
• Logis Implant
• Autosanguine
• Survivor
• Jaded
• Melee weapon training (primitive)
• Foresight
• Utility Mechadrendrite training

Implants and Cybernetics:

• Mechanicus Implants, as above
• Good-craftsmanship Cortex Implant
  Unnatural intelligence x2
  Performs as cogitator
  1d10 insanity
• Good-craftsmanship MIU from Caellath's character
  +10 bonus to communicate with machine spirits, and for Tech-Use, Pilot, Drive, Logic, Inquiry, and Ballistic Skill Tests when interfaced with MIU systems. In addition, an MIU gives the user the ability to experience the senses of any familiars he controls as if he were present.
  
• Medicae Mechandrendrite
  +10 to medicae
  The mechadendrite houses six injector pistons, each of which may be filled with one dose of a drug. These must be supplied separately.
  Staunch Blood Loss as a Half Action.
  Chainscalpel reduces the difficulty of limb amputation to Challenging (+0).
  This blade may be used as an improvised weapon, 1d5 Rending Damage.
  +10 bonus to Interrogation Tests.
• Vitae Supplement
  Autosanguine, 50% chance to not die from bloodloss, preserved up to 4 hours

Gear:

• Boltgun
• Good-craftsmanship Power Axe
• Enforcer light carapace
• multikey
• void suit
• Injector
• Sacred Ungents
• Micro-bead
• Multitool
• Dataslate
• Servo Skull (laspistol)
• Medkit
• 3x Frag grenades
• Filtration Plugs
• Shipboard Emergency Kit
• 3xWideawake

Description:
A remarkably human-looking techpriest. Much of her body is covered in the ornate red robes of a techpriest, of course. Her forearms and hands can be seen, and appear perfectly human, well-muscled and almost alabaster. Her head, too, seems to have very little enhancements visible - though the mouth and nose is often covered in a ornate-looking brass breathing mask, and her neck is shining rings of silver metal that covers the bottom of her chin. Black hair frames a pale, delicately featured face underneath the red hood. Her eyes are blue, and belay the machine-enhanced intelligence that lurks behind them.

What swiftly becomes obvious when next to Camilla is, however, her size. She's huge - at nearly two and a half metres. A medical mechadrendrite rises over her shoulder like a scorpion's tail, and a power axe is hung at her belt.

Backstory:
Camilla CT-42 was born as just Camilla on a deathworld. Life, as with life on all deathworlds, was not easy, but this planet - named the soulless name of XAO-T13-44A-IV by the explorators who discovered it and "Conchita's Hell" by the colonists after the first of their number, seemed to despise humans with a almost malignant mind.

The thick forests would shift to confuse and make the unwary lost, growing bomb-fruit full of acid or spines to detonate when you approached. Wildlife was a not a true ecosystem, but merely an extension of the plant life, and would evolve rapidly to try to exploit any holes in the Imperials' defences. A gunshot out in the forest would spell doom, as muder-forms would rapidly congregate on the sound. The people of Conchita's Hell learned to use blades when out in the brush.

The rapid genetic shifting of the wildlife- and the effects on the colonists - was a subject of interest to the Magos Biologis. A steady diet of the mutating monsters of the forest was inducing genetic changes among the colonists. The Mechanicus press-ganged a large number of colonists as test subjects, and Camilla was one of them. Unlike the other colonists, though, she had a fierce intellect. Where the other colonists become gibbering monstrosities or mindless beasts, she merely grew - large and strong, and learning all the while.

One of the magos testing her recognised her brain, and decided to take her on as a apprentice. She was inducted into the ways of the tech-priests, and determined to become a Biologis in her own right. The power of human DNA was locked to the main masses - surely, just a small amount of tinkering will unlock it...

The tech-priests of Conchita's Hell had a connection with a certain rogue trader dynasty. She joined the crew as the head chirugeon, looking for an opportunity to study the many rare and bizarre xenos lifeforms they would no doubt encounter, and see how they might inspire her to tinker with her own genes.

[Powder Miner]

I've started a character I'll finish over the next few days;
Arch-militant
Devotion (Duty)
High Vendetta
Hunter (Hunted)(I'll probably use the Tau)
Frontier World

Fluffwise he's an enforcer and pretty noir

[_DivideByZero_]

Hum, if into the storm is available, can I play as an ork?

That depends. This isn't really a "kill everyone" sort of expedition so it might be hard to justify having an ork tag along.

[GiglameshDespair]

Well, the Beast did have diplomats...