Inquisition: Eye of Terror: A WarHammer: 40k rp. (CLOSED, DON'T POST HERE UNLESS YOU'RE ACCEPTED.)

[mcpop9]

Solar simply stared at the hand for a minute, he was holing her left elbow with her right arm reaching across herself to do so. Finally she responded. "H-H-Hi..." the girl said shakily.

Lunette observed him before turning to the whole group. "You may converse amongst yourselves now. And i expect a commissar to be more timely for such a rank." She pointed out to everyone. Then she focused back on Anthony.

"solar isn't very talkative, but its not her fault. The poor girl's dreams are infiltrated by the chaos gods themselves. its a wonder she's still sane. I've been with her for a decade and it took a year of fighting the inquisition and my own order to save her from the blackships." The Inquisitor explained.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Urd looked around the room a bit, taking a better look at the rest of her 'squad' till she saw the Commissariat and sighed an annoyed sigh 'great' she thought 'one of those loud mouthed cowards'

she resumed looking around the room, the Ravenwing holding her attention for a few moments, she hadn't seen one since the last time the Dark Angels and Space Wolves had their champions dual as they did on occasion, next to hold her attention was the Sororitas, that made her feel a little better, her order and the Ecclesiarchy had always been on good terms, though, she was also aware her order never left Fenris, or least, she never heard of any one from her order leaving the planet.

she then turned to the Inquisitor "i have a question Ma'am" she started "where on this monstrosity of a ship can one find a place to ready themselves for the coming battles, i would rather spend my time training then talking"

 

[mcpop9]

"Be wise Sister, take your time of relaxation. You'll get all the battle you can crave when we get into the eye. Being wanting for battle only leads to death. I don't want that for any of the sisters with us, i was once next in line to become a cannoness. I know what it was like at the convents and i knew the blind faith to the emperor. I may no be as strong in faith anymore, but he's still in my heart." Lunette said. "But if you must waste the last free time you'll have for a while, then the training room is towards the lower levels of the ship."

 

[Tiger Sora]

Kelvistine stiffened as the Inquisitor spoke to her. She gave a nod in return. She'd given permission to speak freely to the others, best do so. One of the Guardsmen of the group drew a Commissar's laspistol.
"Pardon the intrusion ma'am, but I have a quick question that I hope you may be able to answer." Pulling the Commissariat laspistol from her belt, Lith showed her the inscription. "I was hoping you could tell me where this saying is from...I don't recognize it."

"Let me take a look than". Kelvistine took the weapon. It was a commissars. She looked closely to read the inscription. "I'm not sure. A quote from some old text? Seems straight forward what it is conveying". She handed the weapon back to the guardswomen. "I hope the one who owned the weapon died an honorable death. May it serve you well".

Urd looked around the room a bit, taking a better look at the rest of her 'squad' till she saw the Commissariat and sighed an annoyed sigh 'great' she thought 'one of those load mouthed cowards'

One of the other guardsmen of the group, guardswomen, Was looking at her and gave what seemed an annoying sigh. Kelvistine shrugged it off, it took time for the soldiers to warm up to her. The whole impression of the Commissariat guardsmen experience is typically poor. But she wasn't a whole gun-ho shoot anyone who took even a step back type.

Kel walked over next to the Space Marine, a Librarian if she was any expert. In an extremely quiet voice she whispered to the veteran of countless battles, knowing their hearing was impeccable. "An honor He chose us to strike against the heart, no"? She was referring to the Emperor's divine will that he chose them to strike at Chaos heart".

 

[Athol]

After the Commissar stepped away to speak to the Marine, Lith frowned. Damn, I was hoping she'd know more...ah well maybe I'll find out later After a yawn that seemed to threaten to unhinge her jaw, she removed her helmet to run a hand through her greasy and grit filled hair. Ugg, so need to get clean...but first...

Tucking her helmet under her arm, Lith made her way back towards Solar. The left side of her face wrinkled as the scar on her cheek over exaggerated her lopsided smile. "I wish to apologise for my comment earlier. It is bad enough that Chaos harasses us from without...but to also have them invade your dreams? No one so young should have to suffer that." With a nod to the girl, she looked to the Inquisitor. "Permission to fallout ma'am? I haven't had my head down in a long time...and as I'm sure everyone here can tell...I'm badly in need of a shower."

 

[Lunar Templar]

Relaxation was something of a foreign concept, her whole life had been spent being groomed to get into the order, or doing her duty's, as a result she chuckled "relax? only now, when I'm basically accused of being an enemy of the Emperor 'cause of warp resistance, am i allowed to 'relax'?" she said ending with a laugh "please tell me your making an ironic joke, or do you really not know the burden of the daughters of those in the Order?" she said, forgetting for a moment 'who' she was speaking to

"i apologize for the outburst, my comment was uncalled for" she said reigning her self in, even if she was voicing a secret, pent up frustration.

 

[mcpop9]

"Permission granted and apology accepted, we all need a bit of rest." Lunette said to Lith. Then the inquisitor turned back to the sister.
"I watched my master die in my arms because of a mistake i made. I have to watch over the girl and comfort her when she screams bloody murder in her sleep. I know what its like to bear a burden of grief and responsibility. Now i would like for you to take some time to prepare yourself for the warp. I want everyone to go into this as levelheaded as possible. And there is no need to apologize, i was given a list of people to investigate. Many see the resistance you were singled out for as a taint, it is a gift. Far greater than any material present bestowed upon you. So hold your head high and get some r&r, stop worrying for now." she said, placing a hand on the sister's shoulder. "From one Sister to another."

 

[Lunar Templar]

Urd was shocked, visibly, that she didn't get yelled at "yes ma'am" was all she could think to say.

 

[Redryhno]

"An honor He chose us to strike against the heart, no"?

"This is not the heart,"Arthurius's voice needing no change as it reverberated across the hall,his face in the shadow of his hood,"This is simply the open wound on the universe from which it originates. The heart of Chaos is not some overt signal,as the vile heathens would have us believe, but the infestation that grows within Man, the desire to best the Emperor, the will to destroy all that the Imperium stands for. We are simply lambs upon the slaughter,a distraction, to buy another day,week,month, year...of peace... and I will fight to the end never the less, for the Will of the Emperor demands it and that is my purpose. I am of the Ravenwing, and our hatred knows no bounds." He then lowered his voice for the Commissar,"I trust you will step forth to lead the Guardsmen aboard should the time come?"

The Epistolary never moved a muscle during his speech, both the other Astartes as well as the Guardsmen nearby needed to know the true power of Chaos. It wasn't what you saw, but what was seen, not what was told, but what was heard, and not what was believed, but what was.

 

[Mr.Ivebeenframed]

Sister Leoni couldn't help but grin at the Astrate's words of wisdom for their journey ahead. It inspired courage and a greater understanding for their journey ahead. It is true that the horrors of the warp are too vast and wide for one single group to stop but that doesn't mean that said group wouldn't wreck enough havoc to give the Imperium of Man the precious time they need. For every daemon killed is 10 less men slain on the field of battle at the hands of chaos so they could be potentially be saving dozens if not hundreds once they engage the forces within the warp.

"I whole-heartily agree, Astrates." Leoni called out. "It will be an honor serving alongside someone so knowledgeable and righteous to the Emperor's words. May our enemies tremble at the sight of us and may our aim be true."

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"Yes sir, I understand." Fredrick retorted. These loonies...

He saluted the commissar as soon as she entered the room and it was mostly based on instinct rather than actual respect. Commissars hold a special place in every Guardsmen hearts and minds so Fredrick was extra ecstatic when he saw the prim-and-proper Aquila festooned on the Commissar's chest. Of course all inhabitants of Krieg have a way of showing excitement and it is that of utter indifference. With that, he still continued to scan the group which now had a civilian in the mix. Perplexed, Fredrick moved to the civilian and offered him nothing but a sly look.

"I didn't know the Inquisitor's search extended to the Imperial custodians as much as the other branches. What's your story?"

 

[warrcry13]

Lodrig approached the Inquisitor keeping his voice low as not to be overheard. "Inquisitor I don't mean to tell you how you handle your business, but I don't know how the group will handle Solar being our second in command. Don't get me wrong she seems nice enough." He paused and scratched above his ear where his scar continued. "I've experienced what an untrained psyker can do personally, and I don't much like having one be in charge of an expedition into the warp itself!" Almost as an afterthought he added. "Let alone one who already has the Chaos gods whispering in her mind."

"Forgive me if you think I'm being insolent, but I believe it is best to have my thoughts in the open. That way no one gets an unsavory surprise. I will of course follow your commands, and if it happens I will follow her commands as I would yours."

 

[Pandalisk]

Spoiler

Name: Kaltos Eisen

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Career Path: Pilot

Chapter or Order: Imperial Navy

Rank: Warrant Officer
Weapons: Auto-Gun, Las-Pistol, Knife

Armor: Mark XII Carapace Armour and Type 5 Pressure Helmets which are equipped with respirators intended for low-oxygen, high-altitude drops or for deployment in hostile environments. High powered Vox Caster attached to back

Appearance:
Blue eyes
Bald

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Build: Thin and somewhat lean. His muscle size is what one would expect from somewhat who has passed basic training and then sat in the pilot's chair for the rest of their career.

Height: 5'11

Bio:
Kaltos Eisen Grew up on the verdant world of Elysia, Home of the famous Elysian Drop Troopers. This was for a large part his inspiration to join the Imperial Navy. Flying was simply in his blood however fighting was not. This led to a complication, how does a Craven but stern devotee of the God-Emperor server his Lord without getting shot, dismembered or otherwise strewn across some backwater planet? The answer lied with the Imperial Navy, after all, being several thousand feet above the combat zone and traveling in excess 1100 kilometres per hour while inside what amounts to an armored box with guns does wonders increasing a man's life expectancy above fifteen hours.

So began Eisen's training in the imperial navy as a Valkyrie pilot. On paper Eisen is no one of vast importance or skill. He did modest tours of duty across several campaigns and generally did what his job ask of him too. Take a squad of dog-faced Guardsmen from point A to point B as fast as possible, with all their limbs still connected and then pick up the remainders once the hard-fighting was done.

What most would attribute to skill lie solely in one field, Luck, pure blind luck. Despite whatever is thrown at him he always has the natural ability to beat the staggering odds of survival for an Imperial servant. His dice hand is true, He gets the best card hands and can pass through fields of flak so thick you could get out and walk to the Drop Zone. On his profile he has been shot down only twice and both times he has crash landed safety behind friendly lines (or on them much to the chagrin of the Guardsmen manning the trenches). He has a high Talley of enemy kills (mostly Ork) without so much as seeing one up close. His luck persisted when he caught the eye of a Planetary-Governor who employed him as part of his "Bodyguard Cadre" as a glorified taxi service.

Eisen's luck may have started to change however as he has seemingly caught the interest of the Inquisition because of the only thing that can catch the attention of the Inquisition, the warp. As a part of the Navy Eisen is exposed to the horror's of the warp almost routinely. Every Cruisers warp jump exposes the crew to the foulness of Choas. People are somewhat protected because of the Gellar-Field that protects the starship and its occupants from the hostility of the psychically-reactive Warp. However the whispers of the warp may seep into men's dreams turning them insane as Eisen found out when he awoke to a crazed Ensign placing a knife at his throat before a lieutenant plastered his brains across the cold metal walls. Eisen however does not suffer from this. His sleep is peaceful, dreamless or centered around the raunchy fantasies of you're average twenty-six year old male. His innate resistance to the warps covert taint was enough for the Inquisition to acquire him from the planetary-Governor (as one doesn't simply say no to the Inquisition) for their own employ.

Personality:
Eisen's personality is nonchalant. He reacts to all the stress of being a servant of the emperor (and a target for a Xeno or heretic) with a blend humor and melancholy. He emotionally invests in group camaraderie as well as in the bottle, no different from you're average guardsmen.
He revels in the Guard-Navy rivalry, the back and forth vocal sparring between pilot and Guardsman squad being one of the highlights of his career.
He is also extremely craven, as a pilot he prefers to keep his enemies at 13,000 feet or more.
He is an avid gambler. He is also a devout servant of the emperor.

Abilities:
Modest with a gun
poor in hand to hand
Pilot
Communications (Vox Caster)
From further supplement Inquisitor training Eisen can drive any Vehicle mounted on the Chimera or Leman chassis with ease and with his own brand of professionalism

Eisen sat down on his bunk slowly toying with a green sludge like paste that past for food in the Imperial Navy. It had a paint like substance to it and he didn't doubt for a second that it probably had more uses as a camouflage paint than actual nourishment. His immediate attention was on his bottle of sacra, taking a sip of courage before taking a bite of the vile sludge before taking another sip to mask the flavor on his taste buds.

He took another sip as a loud booming voiced echoed through the halls and through the Voxnet
"This is Inquisitor Lunette Draco, all members i have gathered make your way to the main hall. I would like to speak to you as a group." .
Eisen half choked on his sacra as he thumped his chest with his fist. "Ah Frak it" he choked as his eyes watered, he quickly closed the bottle and sipped it into his pack before hefting it onto his shoulders and walked through the large halls towards what he hoped was the direction of the main hall.

He eyed the structure of the ship with great interest. The "Divine Light" was the largest ship he had been on in his military career and he had served on grand cruisers. The style of the ship was much different. He could tell from the gothic arches and hallways that this was a ship built as a statement as well as for war. He passed paintings depicting epic battles long lost from common memory as he walked the halls.

Echoes drifted across the halls and corridors, guiding his way to where he hoped the main hall was. Eisen couldn't help but think that even though the Emperor guides us all, signage on a ship of this size would not go amiss. The talking grew louder and he picked up the pace, his boots echoing across the stone polished flooring. He reached a large doors that were opened but a crack and silently slipped through. In front of him was a sight of which can only be thought of in ones wildest imaginations or some crude pub joke about a Tech-Priest, a Space Marine and a Sister of Battle. A vast array of characters from all walks of imperial life were spread out before him, talking or arguing with one another. He edged himself beside one of the grand walls, a grotesque gargoyle like statue staring down upon him as he soaked in his surroundings and the conversations around him.

 

[mcpop9]

Lunette smiled at the sister's reaction. It had pleased her to see the woman confused, Solar did have an effect on people after all. Such a small girl could change Lunette to the point where her personality wasn't that of a hardened veteran but a softer one. Then she turned to Lodrig.

"It is good to have your true emotions and feelings in the open. I don't expect anyone to know or understand why i choose her, but in time you'll all understand. Lets just leave it at... She's different..." Inquisitor Lunette said.


Solar meanwhile made her way over to Dante. "S-S-So... You're l-like me..." she said nervously. "i can f-f-feel it..." the young girl said looking at the ground. You caold tell she was sleep deprived from the dark circles under her eyes and the fact that she swayed ever so slightly while standing still. It looked like she was about to pass out from exhaustion.

 

[Lunar Templar]

Urd excused her self from the group, she made enough of a fool of her self in her mind for one day.

she made her way back to her quarters, found the bottle of Fenrisian Whiskey she brought with her and found a spot to have a few drinks and ponder her current situation, what the Inquisitor had said, and above all, how alone she suddenly felt

 

[Evrant-Knight]

Whilst conversations were happening amongst most of the assembled group, Dante was watching them, hoping to learn more about the people he would be fighting alongside with throughout their time in the Eye of Terror. His left hand was holding his spear upright, which acted as a focusing point for his power. Soon however, Solar decided to join him.

"S-S-So... You're l-like me..." She said with a nervous stutter. "I can f-f-feel it..." Solar then looked towards the ground. From what Dante could see in her eyes, was that she hadn't had a good nights sleep in a long time, as dark circles had formed; but also in the way that she moved, swaying ever so slightly with each alternate step. For all intents and purposes, the young lady looked like she was going to pass out from exhaustion soon.

"Indeed young lady, I am Psyker; and I feel the strong presence within you as well. It is exceptionally strong."

"How about you sit down Miss Solar, you look like your going to collapse soon. I feel sorry for you, having your thoughts and dreams being attacked by the cruel powers that are Chaos as you sleep; it must be so painful inside, and for it to happen to someone as young as you." Dante spoke with a calming voice, showing concern for the young woman. He soon found a chair for Solar to sit on.

 

[Anti-American Eagle]

Anthony saluted the inquisitor with an aquila and exited the room.
An unstable psyker, in the warp...
He took a lift down to the workshop he built in and around the near deserted engineering bay.
If only I had enough supplies for the rite.
He got back to work fitting his sevitors with newer weapons while his technicals assisted.

 

[Athol]

"S-S-So... You're l-like me...I can f-f-feel it..."

The words snapped Lith back to reality, causing her to flush slightly, after she realized she'd fallen asleep still standing near Lunette and Solar. " 'scuse me" She mumbled as she headed for the door, brushing past a Navy pilot on her way out. Once out in the hall she flagged down a passing servo-skull.

"Hey, take me to the nearest barracks that've got space." She said to the machine, which bobbed for a moment in front of her, then headed off. After while they got to a crew room, with a few of the ship?s crew milling about. "Is it all right if I snag a bunk here?" Lith called to a crewman. "Go for it." He replied. "We've got plenty of space."

Claiming a bunk, Lith stripped to her skin before turning to address the 'skull that was still floating nearby. "I need you to do some things for me. One, I need my armour cleaned and repaired or replaced, and two a maintenance kit for my las weapons and sword." The servo-skull made a beep of acknowledgement, and moment later a servitor stumped into the room and picked up her armour. While the machines where handling that, Lith made her way to the shower room for a badly needed wash.

 

[mcpop9]

"Thank you Mister.." She said taking a seat. The girl leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. She seemed asleep, but was still conscious. "What level psyker did the class you in?" She asked, seemingly more relaxed now. Her hand were folded in her lap and her breathing hit a calm and steady pace. "If you don't mind me asking that is..." she said defensively incase she intruded.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

"What level Psyker did they class you in?" Solar asked as she sat down, and immediately closed her eyes. She then folded her hands and laid them in her lap. "If you don't mind me asking that is..." Solar then said defensively, in case she thought she was being invasive. Dante smiled at the young girl as he closed his eyes, and began to think on what had happened so far.

"I don't mind at all Solar, its not very often that I get to converse with a fellow Psyker; especially one as powerful as you. During my training, they had positioned me at the Delta level on the Assignment scale. It means I am rather powerful, more so than a standard Psyker. They also discovered that my mind was exceptionally strong, more so than others. Whilst this caused some initial concerns that the ritual may not work effectively, it has become a valuable part of my arsenal. Just like this spear, my mind has been tempered in the fires of battle, as I bring misfortune to the Emperor's enemies."

 

[mcpop9]

"They were going to feed me to the Emperor when i was younger... But mother came and took me from them." Solar said recounting her younger years. "She said i was alpha plus... I don't believe her or them. Whenever i try to use the powers, i always fail." the girl said to the fellow psyker.

"But Mother said i blacked out once and hurt allot of bad people with my powers. I don't believe her..." Solar finished explaining.