Gameplay: Skorgulian

"I agree, but it doesn't really look like there is any shelter out here. Or at least, none that could even be considered shelter. I think we should keep moving and hope that we find some sort of shelter on our way. That way, we are closer to our goal and we can still find a place to bunker down," I say as I look around, using my spy mask to see in the dark. When I am focused on our path and sure that there isn't anything out there that means us harm, I'm going to start walking in our intended direction. "I'll take point. Keep your eyes and ears open."

You continue on into the deepening darkness. After another half an hour or so, light snow, or is it ash, starts to lazily fall.

"Let's keep moving. If you have anything to use to keep from breathing in the ash, I'd say use it now. Like a cloth or gas mask or something like that," I say over my shoulder as I press forward.

Continuing on into the darkness of the twisted wasteland, the lowering temperature begins to cause shivers and the long day and rough ground begin to tire you.

+++Minx, Skivvy, and Brad each gain 1 level of Fatigue.+++

"I am glad to finally have someones ear planet side. I am inquisitor Victus Atlas. I am in charge of the this vessel the Dauntless, it's purpose here is like that of a double edged sword. we seek to re-fit take on the necessary supplies for an exploration mission, and find a willing and able cable of Adeptus Mechanicus explorers to accompany my inquisitorial cable. I promise you this, any partnership we form would be just that a partnership, holding equal rights too any and all the glory, knowledge and relics recovered. on a personal note i, Victus was wondering if i could acquire a Charizard digital weapon helmet. Especially from such a renowned planet of artificers of the like wares."

"so... Cool what say you?" Smile

Meanwhile, aboard the Dauntless...

The Mechanicus Priest clicks twice and pauses a moment, then rasps again, "The armament vessels will stock your inventories as requested. The process will take..." buzz, whir, click "...twelve standard Terran days. Consultations must be made on the subject of Explorator Cadres. The Magos-Atlas will be informed of your intent. Your third request does not compute. Query 'Charizard'?"

(IRL) i don't remember the "designation" that you gave the helmet digi weapon.

Vitus "The "device (give designation)" was a helmet that incorporated an integrable flame throwing weapon. my understanding was your tech world may be the next step on acquiring one for my personal use.
What more i thank you for hospitality in these matters."

"I will confer with the armour-smiths and the weapon-forgers, but I do not believe we could craft a piece as you describe. I shall contact you again within the week."

"Alright, it's getting pretty bad here," I say as I stop and look around. "We'll set up camp for the night, and then continue on in the morning."

Search test: Per: 40. Search +10. +20 for terrain.

Total: 70. Roll: 47. Two (2) degrees of success. Re-rolling with Vindicare Spy Mask.

Re-roll of: 21. Four (4) degrees of success.

You crawl into the burnt-out hulk of an ancient pattern of Rhino, unpacking your survival gear and curling up for the night. The ancient vehicle blocks the wind, and a fallen wall section covers the open hatch, preventing the ashen snow from accumulating.

"Can any of you start a fire?"

"Hey, I got us this far!" I snap. "Why don't you try doing something yourself, huh? Try making yourself useful! GAH!"

I let out a small scream in frustration and forcibly fall down onto my side: turning away from Skivvy and Cristo and muttering to myself for a few minutes before dozing off as I'm curled up.

I go to sleep

You awaken the next morning to find the industrial wasteland covered in a inch-deep layer of thick grey ash. Every movement sends up puffs of soot, while the sky is as grey as the ground.

"Well Minx, we should get moving."

"Right!" I say enthusiastically, jumping up and grabbing my gear. I fit my swords across my back, my pistol at my hip, and I am going to swing the Exitus Rifle strap across my chest so that it is over the swords on my back. I grab my duffel bag (which has the Meltagun in it) around my other shoulder and I run out of our shelter. I turn back to Skivvy and Cristo and wave over my shoulder at them. "Let's go!"

I grab all of my gear and head out with Minx beconing Cristo to follow.

o.o.c.: We remove fatigue, right? We did sleep for a while, so it only makes sense....

Fatigue is removed.

Disoriented by the ashfall and the view of your surroundings in daylight, make a navigation (Ground) test at +10 to continue in the correct direction.

Navigation (Surface): Int 28.

+10 for correct orientation.

Need 38. Roll of: 03. Three (3) degrees of success. (Whatever I said in the past about hating these dice, I take it back!)

"Follow me boys, and try to keep up!" I yell over my shoulder with a wicked cackle, taking off at a pretty quick jog.


(O.o.c.: this is pretty much what I see happening right now. Especially the music. Enjoy!!! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R24x5KdMPqU)

I walk after Minx in the direction she is leading us.

As you approach the pair of smokestacks, a massive structure below them comes into view. Below the ridge you stand on, a muddy field stretches on for a mile or more, filled with the charred and twisted hulks of innumerable war machines. At the far end a hatch looms from the blocky building the stacks emerge from. Even at this distance you can see a faint orange glow from the entry, and feel the dryness of the air.

"Hey guys, I found where we are headed! Come on, we're almost there!" I say over my shoulder excitedly. Before I continue, I'm going to drop my bag and open it up. I'm going to take off the two power swords and rifle. I'm going to take my jumpsuit out of my bad and step into it, then I'm going to put my two power swords into the bag. I take off my spy mask and put that into the duffel bag as well. I swing my rifle across my chest, then swing the duffel bag over the rifle. I pull down the head-part of the stealth suit, hide it underneath my jumpsuit, and then make sure my hair is tied up tightly into my preferred ponytail.

"Let's go!!!" I yell excitedly as I take off.

I walk behind Minx towards the hatch.

Stepping off across the vehicle graveyard, you can feel the air dry the closer you get to the distant hatch. After several minutes, you begin to fully realize the scale of your surroundings, as the building ahead hardly changes size at all.

Closer to the glowing opening you can see and hear moving vehicles and servitors, passing in and out of the hatch.

"Minx you should take a look at what is down their in your scope."