[size=9]Turn 4: Left 40,000 Dead[/size]
I'll look around for some other surviving boyz, I ain't much or an ork without a proper waaaagh! now am I?
(1) You tell the Eldar off, tired of his antics and his attitude. You figure you'd rather be in the company of loose face-biting squigs that spend anymore time with the pansies. You turn to leave to find more boyz, when you spot a mob of them of in the distance. What luck. You wave them over, then notice something odd. You squint to get a better look, and see that there are not regular Orks. For one, their faces seem to have turn into massive maws, with enough teeth to rival the Osmond family, and their hands had been replace with massive claws. And they're running at you!
Warp over to the greenskin and try to steal his tools again, then patch up the engine.
Also, once safely out of reach, make an insulting comment about orkish intelligence and tell him that this isn't a meteor with a rocket strapped to it, it's a perfectly safe, if poorly designed and constructed, human airship.
(5) You warp behind the Ork, snatch his tools, then warp back to the top of the Valkyrie without any problems. You're pretty sure the Ork didn't even noticed your show of skills, as he seem distracted by something.
(1) The tools break in your hands, simply lumps of metal to a non-Ork. You planned on taking a shot at the Ork's intelligence and at human ingenuity, but figure going low profile would be best at the moment. (+2 warp jumper)
I try to contact someone by radio to arrange a transport for myself to the combat zone, or at the very least get a report on what the people fifty miles away are fighting.
(4-1) You surf through the vox frequencies again, turning up nothing. You try to coax the Valkyrie's radio to work, but it seems that the machine spirit is still pissed at you, as the radio made a sound like someone blowing a raspberry, then died on you. You are curious as to what is happening, when you look outside the cockpit to see the same mass of mutants Gobfang saw. They look like the bastard child of a really ugly Ork and a walking meat grinder. You're unsure what's happening elsewhere, but you have a feeling that you're going to experience it first-hand.
Head out of the city again looking for anything useful along the way.
(1) After some scanning, you think you may have found the way out of the city. Left, right, right, straight, left, left, left, straight straight , right...wait a minute...you're back at the Valkyrie! You begin to fell as if some jerk deity is trying to keep you together. Worse, you think something may have followed you back...
Thank Alai, then sit on my arse in till the dice gods like me more.
(4) After thanking Alai for his help, you lay back and hope for Isha (and lady luck) to look favorably upon you. You already begin to feel better. From your vantage point, you spot monsters in the distance, coming for the group. You grab your rifle, and aim down range. You may be wounded, but you're not going down without a fight.
Food!
(2+2+5) (2)The monsters make poor distance, still warming up and with debris littered all over the street slowing them down.
Name: Brother Divum Aequoreus
Gender: Male
Faction: Spess Mehreen
Status:
Burned right handSkills:
Novice Marksman (1/4)
Novice Swordsman (1/4)
Dabbling Debater (1/2)
Equipment: Power Armor, chainsword, boltgun
Background: He's a warrior in the service of the goddamn God-Emperor, so he has spent all his life killing stuff that said God-Emperor has deemed heretical or otherwise deserving of death.
Name:Shas'Shavon Monat
Gender:Male
Faction:Tau
Status: Healthy
Skills:
Novice Ambusher (3/4)
Novice Markstau (2/4)
Equipment:Pulse Rifle with marker light,
XV-22 battlesuit,
Rail Rifle.
Backround: An excellent shot even for a Tau and with a knack for surviving dangerous missions Shavon was selected for the Special Forces Cadres where he served for only 2 years.
Name: Alai
Gender: Male
Faction: Eldar
Status: Healthy
Skills:
Novice Fighter (1/4)
Novice Markseldar (1/4)
Dabbling Searcher (1/2)
Dabbling Medic (1/2)
Novice Warp Jumper (0/4)
Equipment: Soulstone, Warp Spider Exarch armour, Power Blades, Monofilament Rifle, Jump Generator.
Background: A Warp Spider Exarch of the Altansar craftworld, Alai was separated from his home during the battle for Belial IV. Since there is even less information on Altansar's whereabouts than there is on the other craftworlds, he has yet to return.
Name:Handren Dedra
Gender:Male
Faction: Eldar outcast
Status:
pain, mangled liver.
Skills:
Novice Markseldar (2/4)
Novice Ambusher (0/4)
Novice Searcher (0/4)
Equipment: Soulstone, Ranger Long Rifle, Suriken Pistol, torn chameleon cloak, light armor
Background (optional)
Handren was originally from the Craftworld Ulthwe, but took the path of the outcast and became a ranger. He wandered for many years, returning to his Craftworld only in times of need and to accept tasks from the seers.
Name: Gobfang Wortbad
Gender: Male
Faction: Ork mekboy
Status: Orky
Skills:
dabbling Shoota Boy (1/2)
Competent Mekboy (1/8) (+1 to all actions)
Novice Kunnin' Boy (0/4)
Equipment: kustom shoota (fires twice, -1 to hit, Gets Hot,
Grip), 'eavy armor.
Background: e's on a quest. A quest to get enuff dakka!
Name: TA-782C
Faction: Imperium, Valkyrie
Status: Gaping hole in armor, damaged engine.
Skills: Flying, Armored, Carrying Capacity
Equipment: Lascannon, Heavy bolter
Ork? monster hoard:
Units: 9
Skills:?
Equipment:?
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