Gameplay: Skorgulian

The Cadre is currently on a small island chain on the storm-wracked dead world of Grengold. They have located an ancient Imperial Fists fortress and turned it over to the remnants of the Iron Champions.

They have discovered an abandoned colony on another island and Vindicare MIIVX "Minx" has spent the last three months defeating the numerous electronic security systems, allowing access to the colony's underground hangar.

The hangar contains a small warp-capable vessel of Imperial design, and the underground base has quarters and full facilities (armory, berthing, medical, hygiene, storage, food, communications) for 200 people.

The Cobra-class Destroyer Dauntless is in geosynchronous orbit above the planet.

Your stationary vox-caster receives the following message from the Dauntless.

Sender: Dauntless
Receiver: Inquisitor Victus Atlas
Lord Atlas,
The Dauntless continues to maintain geosynchronous orbit as directed. We have detected no sign of Warp-space translation within the system over the past month. We are anxious to serve and continue to await your command.


The vox-caster crackles out.

I am going over the security systems and data storage units as the message comes online. Tucking a strand of white hair behind my ear, I turn around and yell out, "Victus, the Dauntless is prepared to leave whenever we are ready! What are your orders?"

I request for a permission and a transport vessel to take me to my home planet, the forge world Belacane to aquire resources to rebuild and rearm the fortress for the Iron Champions. Does my Inquisitor apporve of this course of action.

Just so you know, the only two warp-capable ships in-system are the Dauntless and the small courier ship in the underground hangar.

I am going to search the armoury for rare items (specificaly looking for a power knife but other rare items will do.

PER 42 search trained +0 roll 33

The member 'kyle' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

'd100' : 76

Your search of the armoury turns up nothing but Autoguns and Autopistols.

OOC: remember, the modifier for a Rare item is -20, and you don't have to use the website's dice-roller mechanism, just roll a d100 on your own and type in the result.

After grabbing a quick bite from the mess hall, I head to the armory to check things over. I find Ravion there, looking around the racks of weaponry. I lean against the wall and take a bite of the carrot that's left over from my meal. "Eh, what's up doc?"

Respond to Minx "Looks like there isn't anything good in this place."

"I beg to differ!" I take another bite of the carrot and step toward the middle of the armory, sweeping my arms out wide. "Look at all this ammo and firepower! Alright, fine; maybe nothing good for you, but we could outfit a small army with all of this!"

I am going to walk through the ship, searching for anything interesting/useful.

The member 'Jesus Cristo Brad' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

'd100' : 51

You discover "anything interesting/useful" in a storage cupboard in the kitchen. "anything interesting/useful" is a wire whisk.
Seriously, better parameters. And tell me your search ability at least.

my search is 33, so I fail by two degrees. I don't find anything haha

"Hey there Cristo! What'cha doing?" I ask as I walk up to him.

Okay. I make my way to my part of the ship, and light a cigar before getting to work. I draw Aquilas on the walls, hang up my tuxedo from the party in the corner, and build myself a small "alter" out of whatever I can find. also, I put up a picture of the choir group I was in, and a bedroll on the ground. now, are there any books left on this ship, or am I out of luck on that?

"Hey Minx! I'm great! and yourself?" I say as I shake her hand and flash the sign of the Aquila.

Minx refused to shake your hand. "Fine, I guess. Hey, you up for a sparring match? I got the sparring ring all set up!" *Minx jumps up and down excitedly*

"no. I would rather NOT be in pain for the next couple days. besides, I need to go do my daily prayers. you are welcome to come pray with me. by the way, have you been doing your prayers?" looks at Minx with serious look on my face.

"Umm...." *avoids Cristo's gaze, and drags a foot along the ground* ".....Define, 'Your prayers'." Minx says, as she looks sheepishly up at Cristo.

"Praying to The Emperor for his guidance and forgiveness, as well as showing your faith in him and letting that faith guide you in all that you do. remember, the faithful will be blessed."

"Oh, you mean that praying! Uhh.....well...." Minx's voice trails off and she drags her foot nervously on the ground, still avoiding Cristo's gaze.

-sigh- "Minx, at least pray every once in a while, especially before you take a shot."

Minx giggles a little, then lets out a small sigh. "Fine!...But you're sure you don't want to do a little sparring?" Minx steps next to Cristo and nudges him with her elbow. "Come on, it'll be fun! And you'll be a little more in shape....or in a little more pain, I don't know."