Rosenkrantz 23

	RosenkrantzGM	IT IS THE 41ST MILLENNIUM...
	RosenkrantzGM	Some time has passed since the attack was carried out against the mutant position. The Consequence has now taken on the role of hospital ship to all of the wounded and dying of the battle on Chidras. By official accounts coming from Governor Breven's office, the operation was a resounding success.
	RosenkrantzGM	The realities being talked about on board the Consequence, however, are more attentive to detail than that: Whereas the underground vaults of the depot were largely undamaged, with enough supplies secured from them to last the planet half a year, the artillery and other war-making machinery and supplies in the main warehouse was utterly annihilated.
	RosenkrantzGM	Tactical analysts, therefore, calculate that the removal of the mutant horde is impossible, for the offensive capabilities of the planet's forces are now severely limited. Short of another supply run from off-world, the best that can be hoped for is a solid defense of the colonial center, with the mutants held at bay.
	RosenkrantzGM	That being said, it appears that after the incident, the mutants have withdrawn to the Loriman Canyons: a series of labyrinth-like geological formations all along the planet; a network spanning hundreds of kilometers beneath the dry desert surface.
	RosenkrantzGM	Those formations spotted to be en-route to these sites have been hit hard by the smallcraft - aerial supperiority proving to be an unforgivingly devastating tool on your side.
	RosenkrantzGM	You, who were so near the blast that annihilated the warehouse, however, have had to slowly come back to your duties...
	Josef	"Lord Chomun, I have the casualty toll report."
	Makh_Chomun	"Read it to me."
	Josef	"As to date, we have lost: Armsmen 328, the House Guard158, and Local Auxiliary 323.
	Makh_Chomun	closes his eyes and mouths a prayer to the Emperor. "All we can do is mourn them and move on. Looks like the House Guard is going to need some fresh blood.
	Makh_Chomun	"What of Colonel Paweb?"
	Josef	"At the moment? In recovery."
	Makh_Chomun	takes a deep breath, contemplating something before releasing it.
	Makh_Chomun	"Hmmmmm I wonder if we could recruit Paweb and his men without this Dryad cunt finding out...." he talks more to himself as he mulls some things over.
	Josef	"Entire regiments can go KIA or MIA without anyone ever investigating the cause."
	Makh_Chomun	"Yep. My thoughts exactly, and this prick wrote them off as is. So I doubt they'd care THAT much."
	RosenkrantzGM	Titus walks in with a dataslate.
	RosenkrantzGM	"Perhaps not. We have had a warp transition on the edge of the system. Imperial vessel of some sort, but refuses to answer our hail. At their present speed, they will arrive in orbit in one week's time."
	Makh_Chomun	scowls. "Goddammit." Makh curses under his breath even more.
	Josef	"Excuse me, Lord Chomun. I have other matters to attend to."
	Makh_Chomun	merely waves the man away.
	Lucrezia	walks in, looking worse for wear and lacking in sleep. "What's this I keep hearing about a ship?" She asks while looking at Makh with heavy eyes. "How are you feeling?"
	RosenkrantzGM	Titus snaps a salute at the Captain.
	Lucrezia	"No need for that. At ease."
	RosenkrantzGM	"We suspect it to be the Breven's ticket out, Captain. Ahead of schedule." he nods.
	Makh_Chomun	"Pissed. Sore. Usual post-explosion recovery." He flashes his usual toothy grin, before going back to brooding.
	Lucrezia	smiles softly and nods before looking at Titus. "That so..? Why don't we go pay them a visit and escort them in?"
	RosenkrantzGM	"Recovery flights are still underway, Captain. Would you wish to recall all smallcraft to the bays?"
	Lucrezia	"No no... Damnit.. guess we have nothing to do but bloody wait."
	RosenkrantzGM	"I have little doubt Breven will soon have contact with the vessel, if he hasn't already."
	Lucrezia	"Keep trying to hail them. Send one of our cutters out to try and reach that vessel and keep us informed. Got a real bad feeling about this one."
	RosenkrantzGM	"Of course, Captain. A reconaissance mission will be launched immediately."
	RosenkrantzGM	"...NOT A RECOMMENDED COURSE OF ACTION. CONTRARY TO PROTOCOL..." from the corridors a metallic voice calls.
	RosenkrantzGM	Soon, Colonel Paweb enters, a medicae servitor close behind. His arm and shoulder are broken, being held in place by a hardened clear mold. His broken ribs are held by a metallic brace which forces him into an awkward and stiff upright position.
	RosenkrantzGM	In a coarse voice, he asks, "How many men are left?"
	Lucrezia	turns around and just stares for a long moment. "What in the Throne are you doing up?"
	Makh_Chomun	chuckles. "Tough bastard."
	RosenkrantzGM	"I must return to my men. Why am I on your ship?" he steps forward and leans on a display console.
	RosenkrantzGM	"My orders are to remain on the planet to organize the defense, Captain."
	Lucrezia	"I've been covering for you. Since, you know, you need to recover. In case you haven't seen yourself in a mirror yet."
	Makh_Chomun	"Give it a rest, Colonel. The mutant shits are running to hide under their rocks."
	RosenkrantzGM	"Then we must pre--" pain causes his footing to go weak, and he nearly falls.
	RosenkrantzGM	He makes his way to a seat, and rests on it.
	RosenkrantzGM	"We must... press the attack. As long as I draw breath, and my men yet live, we may serve."
	Lucrezia	tries to give him some aid. "See? You can't do much like this, gather your strength. On the offensive. We've been doing great use of our air superiority. Bombing them nonstop where we find them. Seems they've retreated into a cave complex. And we frankly don't have the men to strike them there."
	RosenkrantzGM	"But I do, Captain. And a mission to do the very same."
	Lucrezia	I said we don't. We. You and us."
	RosenkrantzGM	Titus: "Captain. The Governor is hailing us."
	Lucrezia	"Patch him through to my comm bead. And get us a screen or something to see him through."
	RosenkrantzGM	An aid to Titus gets to work on a nearby control panel, accessing commlink runes, and preparing a feed to a nearby monitor.
	RosenkrantzGM	Breven's typical ornate image is now... bland. The man is naturally bald, you realize. And he only wears a simple tunic.
	RosenkrantzGM	++Captain Gillam.++
	RosenkrantzGM	++I have received contact from the vessel Dryd promised us.++
	Lucrezia	++Ain't that polite of him? We haven't received a beep from the vessel.++
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	RosenkrantzGM	++Yes, well... I tried to explain your presence here, and the real gain we have made here...++
	RosenkrantzGM	++I am afraid the /man/ in charge of the recovery operation insisted I explain this to him in person.++
	Lucrezia	++So you saw their captain?"
	Lucrezia	++
	RosenkrantzGM	++No. Their captain appears to be in service to Dryd and his... representative. He is intent on visiting the colony center.++
	RosenkrantzGM	++I spoke to Algaron.++
	RosenkrantzGM	Paweb instantly becomes very interested in the exchange.
	Lucrezia	++Okay...? Who's this fellow?++
	RosenkrantzGM	His eyes go wide, and he appears visibly agitated.
	RosenkrantzGM	His eyes go wide, and he appears visibly agitated.
	RosenkrantzGM	"Lord Algaron..." Paweb says under his breath.
	Lucrezia	turns to Paweb. "You know him?"
	Makh_Chomun	"A man of ill repute I take it?"
	RosenkrantzGM	++Dryd's representative. In charge of the recovery.++
	RosenkrantzGM	"He... of course... he is Lord of Koranu. We are his subjects."
	Lucrezia	sighs. "Sounds like a really fun guy to be around..."
	Makh_Chomun	quirks an eyebrow. "Why the in the name of the Emperor would your planet's Governor come here personally?"
	RosenkrantzGM	++Governor?++ Breven asks, with a sharply inquisitive tone.
	RosenkrantzGM	"I do not question the movements or motives of my superiors."
	RosenkrantzGM	His eyes wander for a moment, deep in thought.
	RosenkrantzGM	"Captain Gillam, I must return to my men." he rises with a grunt.
	Makh_Chomun	"Sounds like he likes to keep his men on a tight leash." He scowls.
	RosenkrantzGM	"We are honored to serve," the reply almost robotic.
	Lucrezia	tries to gently keep him seated. "At least let us patch you up and give you something to actually keep you going... Our genetor can no doubt help with this. Think of it this way, do you want to appear before your lord 3/4ths dead?"
	RosenkrantzGM	"Captain, my life's worth is measured in what I sacrifice for the Emperor. If Lord Algaron knows I have been treated here, while my men are on the planet in service, I will surely and justly be killed."
	Lucrezia	"Well, he doesn't need to know."
	Makh_Chomun	merely shakes his head.
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	RosenkrantzGM	The medicae servitor injects the colonel with a clear liquid, knocking him unconscious. "PROTOCOL ADHEREANCE IS IMPERATIVE."
	Makh_Chomun	has a hard time suppressing a chuckle.
	RosenkrantzGM	======SKIPAROO=====
	RosenkrantzGM	Titus: "Captain, the Cutter has received a warning from the vessel now identified as the Cleansing Light."
	RosenkrantzGM	Titus: "Logging the entry as our first contact with the vessel."
	RosenkrantzGM	"They are an estimated 32 hours away from reaching orbit."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	sits nearby, drinking recaf as he recovers from several days worth of bombing runs
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Well this has turned into a big cluster-fuck, huh?" he says, rubbing his temples
	RosenkrantzGM	Titus: "It would appear as though Governor Breven has been making preparations. A number of items from the colonial vaults have been transported to a small building just outside the Governor's Palace."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Craven."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Not very social, are yo Titas?"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	you*
	Makh_Chomun	"We should go down there and observe. Get a closer look at this 'Governor.'"
	RosenkrantzGM	"Lieutenant Titus" he corrects Friedrich.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	elbows Makh, "Was I like that?"
	RosenkrantzGM	Titus: "I shall arrange transportation, Lord-Protector. Should the Governor be informed of your visit?"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	broods into his recaf, "Nobody asks me for what I want."
	Makh_Chomun	"When you first got here. But you've loosened up....too much." He flashes a grin.
	Makh_Chomun	"Sure. Tell him he won't send me away either."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"If you'd prefer I could always go back..." smiling back
	RosenkrantzGM	"Ah, yes, and one more thing..."
	RosenkrantzGM	"The Colonel has requested to join his men. His condition has been cleared by his overseeing genetor."
	Makh_Chomun	"We'll bring him along as well then. C'mon Friedrich."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	stands up briskly and fires off a perfect salute "Yes Lord-Protector Sir!"
	RosenkrantzGM	At the launch bays, things have started to calm down some. The targets become fewer and fewer, and so the bombing runs do, too. Transportation is no longer as badly needed as the first few days of search and recovery, and so even the Cutters have been able to rest for maintenance. Your is made ready, and the Colonel appears to already be there when you board.
	RosenkrantzGM	The descent down finds Paweb silent. He doesn't say more than he has to, and even then only when spoken to. The arrival of Algaron has taken over his thoughts in their entirety, it seems.
	Makh_Chomun	"Hello again, Colonel. Anxious are we?"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	bows his head in acknowledgment, but remains silent as Makh speaks
	RosenkrantzGM	You notice he has insisted on wearing his ragged and beated tunic, stained with blood.
	RosenkrantzGM	Your arrival is almost entirely ignored when you get to the landing pads at the colonial center.
	RosenkrantzGM	The first thing you, and Paweb, notice is that there are armored transports now being used to take things from the vaults and to the Governor's Palace.
	RosenkrantzGM	"These are machines of war..." Paweb hisses.
	Makh_Chomun	"Care to elaborate?"
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	RosenkrantzGM	"Perhaps you who live a life of luxury understand the use of military transports for uses such as /this/, but I do not. Breven disgraces himself."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Used to assist the Governor in fleeing from his responsibilities."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"I was a soldier too, be careful what you assume about people Colonel." he says, giving the man a cool look
	RosenkrantzGM	Paweb strides towards one of the incoming transports.
	Makh_Chomun	"Given that you don't know me, I'll let that slide, but never presume that I grew up in a luxurious background." He has to reel back the snarl he was about let loose. The man himself has probably seen plenty of horrors himself.
	RosenkrantzGM	The Colonel waves the chimera to a stop.
	RosenkrantzGM	"Remove yourself from the vehicle!"
	RosenkrantzGM	From inside, it is not a member of the PDF, or Paweb's own auxiliary. It is one of Breven's own Guard, in the colors of the Governor's Office.
	Makh_Chomun	watches idly a couple of steps behind the Colonel.
	RosenkrantzGM	"Where are my men?!"
	RosenkrantzGM	"They are helping with the Governor's effects, Colonel. At the Palace."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	winces, Wrong answer
	RosenkrantzGM	Paweb spits on the ground.
	RosenkrantzGM	He climbs ontop of the chimera, holding onto one of the rails. "Take me there, now!"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	looks to Makh "I'd rather take a Cutter, yourself?"
	Makh_Chomun	"We'll ride with him. Unless you wanna flay back-up in the guncutter?"
	Makh_Chomun	Before Makh receives an answer he clambers up top with the Colonel and makes himself comfortable.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Never felt comfortable in those boxes of death."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"I uh...." he says, struggling with his pride and sensibility
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"I guess I can't be shown up now, can I?" he says, carefully climbing up
	RosenkrantzGM	The transport makes its way forward. Along the way, you encounter some of the Auxiliary squads, which are instantly ordered to follow the Colonel up to the palace.
	RosenkrantzGM	Once you arrive, you see a motorpool of transports of all sorts... civilian and military alike, delivering all manner of valuables to awaiting guards of all colors. The PDF, the Auxiliary, and the Governor's own guard.
	RosenkrantzGM	Before the chimera comes to a stop, the Colonel is on his feet, yelling orders.
	RosenkrantzGM	As you enter through the gates, you see that one of the smaller peripheral buildings of the Governor's complex is being filled with the many valuables being brought in.
	RosenkrantzGM	Breven himself appears to be outside with aides, consulting lists.
	Makh_Chomun	+This'll be a sight.+ Makh opts to use his commbead to keep the convo a little more private. That and the Chimera is loud as all hell.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	+Should we Intervene?+
	Makh_Chomun	+Not now. Watch.+
	RosenkrantzGM	"Breven! What do you think you are doing?!"
	RosenkrantzGM	Paweb closes the distance with the Governor aggressively.
	RosenkrantzGM	Now, some 30 Auxiliary trail behind their commander, trying to catch up.
	Makh_Chomun	follows behind, keeping a respectful distance.
	RosenkrantzGM	The governor points to a few of his guards, and motions for them to intercept the Colonel. They do so, standing in a line formation between the Governor and Paweb.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	+Learning experiences.+
	Makh_Chomun	+Why else would your dear uncle send you out here, eh?+
	RosenkrantzGM	"Don't be foolish, Colonel. Algaron will soon be here. All hands are required to appease Dryd."
	RosenkrantzGM	"You know nothing of Dryd!" Paweb replies.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	+I always assumed he wanted me to suffer.+
	RosenkrantzGM	"I know he is ambitious, and expects payment."
	RosenkrantzGM	"MY ORDERS ARE NOT TO HELP YOU LIVE THROUGH THE DOOM YOU HAVE BROUGHT UPON YOURSELF! MY ORDERS ARE TO FIGHT!" Paweb is furious... his men now form a line at his sides.
	Makh_Chomun	folds his arms. Continuing to watch this drama unfold.
	RosenkrantzGM	Breven walks towards the Colonel. Though not in front of his men. "Then go. Fight."
	RosenkrantzGM	++My lords, we have a single incoming smallcraft en route to your location. Currently descending into atmosphere. Slipped past our scanners initially. It appears to be a Thunderhawk. Shall we intercept?++
	RosenkrantzGM	The Dynastic internal comms all confirm the sudden landing craft.
	RosenkrantzGM	"Very well, Breven... We shall fight..."
	RosenkrantzGM	The Colonel unholsters his sidearm.
	Makh_Chomun	++Leave it be. I'd rather not spend any more blood needlessly.++
	RosenkrantzGM	The auxiliary shoulder their arms in preparation.
	Makh_Chomun	clicks his laud hailer on. "PAWEB, HOLSTER YOUR WEAPON."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	sighs, then walks directly between the group of soldiers
	RosenkrantzGM	The Colonel ignores your calls, as the laud hailer screeches in a feedback.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Enough."
	RosenkrantzGM	"Auxiliary! Fix bayonets!"
	Makh_Chomun	recoils in pain as the screech from his laud hailer nearly deafens him.
	RosenkrantzGM	In almost perfect unison, the lasguns are made into weapons of deadly melee.
	Makh_Chomun	"Emperor dammit."
	RosenkrantzGM	More of Breven's guards rush to the scene to protect the Governor, realizing what's going on.
	RosenkrantzGM	"Protect the Governor!"
	Makh_Chomun	pushes his way through the throng of soldiers, putting himself between both the Governor's Guard and Paweb's men.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	shuffles next to Makh, making no hostile motions
	Makh_Chomun	"Emperor dammit man, tell your men to back off. Enough blood has been spilled already."
	Makh_Chomun	"You need not soil your weapons with this thoughtless action! Your lord is on his way right now. Let him sort the Governor out."
	RosenkrantzGM	The howls of engines high above remind the men of the battle. Of the fighting.
	RosenkrantzGM	"Sort me out, will you?" Breven speaks up.
	RosenkrantzGM	"I have the backing of Dryd! This dog was sent here to die, and now he bites at those he is meant to protect!"
	Makh_Chomun	"Shut your mouth, Breven!" Makh snarls.
	RosenkrantzGM	Paweb glares at the governor. "Take aim!"
	Makh_Chomun	Makh roars with the fury of an angry god. He attempts to grab the nearest two men in front of him.
	RosenkrantzGM	From behind the dome of the palace, a landing craft flies by at low altitude, adding to the distraction of the soldiers.
	RosenkrantzGM	Dust picks up, blinding them for a moment, they never see Chomun coming.
	Makh_Chomun	He lifts them both up by their tunics. "IF YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING TO WASTE THE EMPEROR'S RESOURCES WITH THIS NEEDLESS SQUABBLE, I GOT NEWS FOR YOU BOYS, IT AIN'T HAPPENIN'. NOT WHILE I'M STANDING HERE. NOT WHILE MY NAME IS MAKH CHOMUN. NOW SETTLE DOWN OR I WILL TAKE YOU ALL OFF THE TOP ROPE."
	RosenkrantzGM	Dust clears... and the figure of Makh holding the soldiers up is seen by all.
	RosenkrantzGM	As you look around, however, something has happened.
	RosenkrantzGM	The auxiliary are on their knees, prostrating themselves. Paweb included.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Finally." he says with a small huff
	Makh_Chomun	Looks around a bit, realizing their guest has finally arrived. He drops the two men to the ground, and turns around. Folding his arms.
	RosenkrantzGM	Atop the building where the treasures have been hoarded, the figure of Space marine stands. White armor, seconadry black, with gold trims, his jump pack distorts the air behind him.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Oh Emperor save us." he says, staring at the Armored Olympian
	RosenkrantzGM	With a blast of the pack, he propels himself towards you, landing nearby, shaking the ground at your feet. His helmet is adorned with a pair of horns.
	Makh_Chomun	"Holy Shchlag. An Astartes." He mutters to himself.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	Bows to figure, before returning upright
	RosenkrantzGM	The horned figure looks around, taking in the scene before him.
	RosenkrantzGM	He slowly approaches Paweb and his men.
	Makh_Chomun	    [Rogue Cant] ++Titus, their Lord is an Astartes. A fecking Astartes.++
	RosenkrantzGM	++What in the Emperor's name could the Astartes want with this hell-hole?++
	RosenkrantzGM	"A... Algaron?" Breven inquires.
	Makh_Chomun	[Rogue Cant] ++We're about to find out.++
	RosenkrantzGM	In less than a second, the Astartes turns, and fires off a bolt round, destroying one of the goveror's bodyguard.
	RosenkrantzGM	Breven, too, falls to his knees. Hands above his head.
	RosenkrantzGM	"YOU YET LIVE, 3RD KORANU." his voice booms.
	RosenkrantzGM	"My Lord..." Paweb slowly rises.
	RosenkrantzGM	"YOU HAVE NOT SERVED, IF YOU HAVE NOT FOUND DEATH ON THE FIELD."
	RosenkrantzGM	The Colonel's men are pale.
	RosenkrantzGM	But Paweb... all emotion has fled the man.
	RosenkrantzGM	The Astartes turns to Chomun.
	RosenkrantzGM	"ANOTHER OF BREVEN'S UNDECLARED ASSETS?"
	Makh_Chomun	takes off his damaged helm and puts it in the crook of his arm. "Makh Chomun, Lord-Protector of the Rosenkrantz Dynasty." He gives a slight bow. "Lord Algaron, I take it?"
	RosenkrantzGM	The Astartes removes his own helm "Knight-Brother Algaron. Lord of Koranu."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	stands firm and silent
	RosenkrantzGM	His hair is a bright silver. The left of his face horribly scarred, with a bionic eye. His natural eye is a deep blue... almost black. His nose is a distorted mess, as though put back in place countless times.
	RosenkrantzGM	"You have fought here?"
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	Makh_Chomun	"Yes. Myself and others of the dynasty have fought and died and push back the mutant hordes. We assisted what was left of the PDF and the 3rd Koranu. If we had not those scum would have overwhelmed and destroyed the colony and the Emperor's loyal citizens."
	RosenkrantzGM	"Foolish."
	Makh_Chomun	quirks an eyebrow in reply.
	Makh_Chomun	"I'll not presume to understand the ways of an Astartes, or the men under you. But you have me at a loss."
	RosenkrantzGM	"All that is of value here shall leave with me."
	RosenkrantzGM	Breven [High Gothic]: "You honor me, my Lord. We have brought all that we can to fairly compensate your Order. You are the saviour Lord Dryd promised us."
	RosenkrantzGM	Algaron [High Gothic]: "You are of no value, worm."
	RosenkrantzGM	The Astartes approaches the Governor.
	RosenkrantzGM	Standing in his way, is Friedrich.
	RosenkrantzGM	He seemingly sees right through the young scion.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	clears his throat
	RosenkrantzGM	"Out of the way, mortal." he growls, not slowing down as he closes the distance.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Do you intend to harm the Governor?" he says, wishing to be anywhere but here
	RosenkrantzGM	He unsheathes his sword, and turns on its power field.
	Makh_Chomun	"Friedrich! Move out of the way!"
	RosenkrantzGM	The governor's guards, aim at the Astartes.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	holds up a hand "I wouldn't suggest provoking him any farther"
	RosenkrantzGM	The Knight comes to a stop, with his blade inches away from Friedrich's face. The heat of the power field can be felt.
	RosenkrantzGM	"Smart boy."
	RosenkrantzGM	From his point of view, Chomun can see more than one of the governor's guards urinate himself.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	kneels in front of the knight. "My Lord, is it truly worth the trouble of squashing a craven such as the man over there? Ad thus forcing the Cravens guard to sacrifice themselves in the name of honor to their lord?"
	RosenkrantzGM	"Remove yourself, smart boy, or join them."
	Makh_Chomun	'What a mess,' he thinks to himself.
	Makh_Chomun	"Friedrich!"
	RosenkrantzGM	One of Breven's guards drops his weapon and runs.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	then looks back. "I respect your courage men, but I suggest standing down before he ends you all."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	chuckles at the irony
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	[High Gothic]"Is there anything I may do to sway your judgement O Knight?"
	RosenkrantzGM	"Not very smart, boy." With a blast from his jump pack, the Knight crushes the escaping bodyguard before he can get very far.
	RosenkrantzGM	The rest panic and start firing.
	Makh_Chomun	the moment the Knight starts his Jump-Pack, Makh bounds forth in long strides and grabs Friedrich by his collar and starts pulling him away.
	Makh_Chomun	"Last thing I need to tell your uncle is that I let you get mulched by a Space Marine."
	RosenkrantzGM	They are ended in a furious series of slashes for their stupidity.
	RosenkrantzGM	Algaron [High Gothic]: "Where are the tomes?!"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	remains silent, eyeing the knight with a stoned expression
	RosenkrantzGM	Breven [High Gothic]: "My Lord... please..."
	RosenkrantzGM	Algaron [High Gothic]: "Surrender them, or die."
	RosenkrantzGM	Breven [High Gothic]: "They have... been lost."
	RosenkrantzGM	In his panic, he adds, "We... We suspect the Dynasty took them from us in the chaos of battle!"
	RosenkrantzGM	The Knight stops in his tracks.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	++Lieutenant Titus?++
	RosenkrantzGM	++Commander Rosenkrantz, I read you.++
	RosenkrantzGM	"SQUIRE!" Algaron calls.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	++Do you have any information on Tombs secured by the Dynasty during the recent struggle?++
	Makh_Chomun	"The hell are they talking about, Friedrich."
	RosenkrantzGM	++Negative, Commander. The only such tombs I can speak of are inside the Loriman Canyons. We have no access to these, as you know.++
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	stops, or did he say tomes? High gothic was a hard subject for him
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	++How about tomes?++
	RosenkrantzGM	++Tomes. Yes. The Governor asked us to secure some of his effects, for fear of political rivals taking them in the midst of the chaos.++
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	sighs
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	++What do they say?++
	RosenkrantzGM	Another Astartes lands near Algaron. His markings less ornate than the Lord of Koranu.
	RosenkrantzGM	++I don't know, Commander. They are in a secured combination box++
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Oh good, a second."
	RosenkrantzGM	"YES, MASTER."
	Makh_Chomun	"What's this about Tomes, Friedrich?" He whispers to the young man.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	++We have a very pissed of Astartes who just murdered a dozen soldiers looking for them.++
	RosenkrantzGM	"Squire. Take the Governor back to his quarters, and make sure he doesn't leave."
	RosenkrantzGM	"AS YOU WISH, MASTER."
	RosenkrantzGM	The 'squire' grabs the feeble figure of Breven by the arm and blasts off, almost certainly breaking the limb's bones.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	quietly informs Makh of the situation
	RosenkrantzGM	"Smart boy..." the Knight says, turning now to Makh and Freidrich.
	Makh_Chomun	grinds his teeth in a fury, before cussing up a storm in Oblast's native tongue. "That little goddamn snake. I'll wring his fecking neck. We've been played."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Easy Makh."
	RosenkrantzGM	++Commander Friedrich, we have four drop pods left. Do you require reinforcements?++
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	++No.++
	Makh_Chomun	"Get them to get that chest loaded on a Cutter and headed here, yesterday."
	RosenkrantzGM	Algaron: "Do you know my sigil?"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Unfortunately I do not."
	RosenkrantzGM	"I know yours. You are with the Navy."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"I was, now I am involved in the family business."
	Makh_Chomun	++Titus, get the governors effects, all of them. Get them all stuffed into a Gun-Cutter and down here swiftly. Have it escorted by House Guard, all the way down.++
	RosenkrantzGM	"And the Navy... the Navy remembers Rathes. Do you?"
	RosenkrantzGM	++Understood. Are you in danger? Do you need extraction?++
	Makh_Chomun	++Just get it done, Titus.++
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"I do."
	RosenkrantzGM	"Then you know the wrath of my Order."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	nods
	RosenkrantzGM	"So tell me. Where are the tomes?"
	Makh_Chomun	"On their way here. Right now."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"On route."
	RosenkrantzGM	++Flight Delta-2 Carrying high-priotiy package entering atmospheric descent++
	Makh_Chomun	"It seems our mutual 'friend,' Breven didn't tell us what his 'effects' consisted of when he asked my men to protect them for him." Makh has a very nasty look on his face while saying this.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	remains silent
	RosenkrantzGM	Algaron puts on his helmet once more. Pressing on the side of his helmet, he calls, "SQUIRE."
	RosenkrantzGM	"BURN IT DOWN. THAT RAT STAYS IN HIS SEAT OF HONOR."
	RosenkrantzGM	"IF YOU ARE LYING TO ME, MORTAL, YOUR SHIP WILL FALL FROM THE SKY. YOUR PLANETS WILL BURN FOR DECADES. YOUR LINE WILL END."
	RosenkrantzGM	Black smoke begins to rise behind Algaron, from the dome of the Governor's Palace.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	nods
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"I can see that would be foolish indeed."
	RosenkrantzGM	++Flight Delta-2 on final descent. Colonial Center in visual range.++
	Makh_Chomun	merely folds his arms. Waiting for the gun-cutter.
	RosenkrantzGM	"3RD KORANU. BURN THIS PILE OF FILTH." Algaron says, motioning to the small building with the colony's treasures.
	RosenkrantzGM	Paweb and his men rush over without a second's pause.
	RosenkrantzGM	You can now hear the gun-cutter as it comes in.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Do you require anything else My Lord?"
	RosenkrantzGM	"SOON, I WILL HAVE ALL I WANT." he looks up at the Cutter now landing.
	RosenkrantzGM	As the ramp opens up, the House Guard come out in full dress, protective formation around those two holding the chest.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"May I inquire on the future of the good Colonel after you have finished here?"
	RosenkrantzGM	At first, they stop... taking in the scene before them. But they quickly remember their training and professionalism, and continue forwards.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	motions the guards to leave the chest between himself and the knight
	RosenkrantzGM	"YOU LIKE MY SUBJECTS, BOY?"
	RosenkrantzGM	The House Guard arrive at the center, and place the chest down.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"I respect them."
	RosenkrantzGM	The squire arrives as soon as the House Guard clear the chest, landing almost on top of it, as though he had been perched somewhere, ready to take it as soon as he could.
	Makh_Chomun	makes a curt motion for the Guard to re-board the cutter.
	RosenkrantzGM	"THEY ARE TO FIGHT AND DIE."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Every Mortal is, life is a fight to survive, and we all die."
	RosenkrantzGM	The treasures are now lit. They burn, with the malice of the offended Knight.
	RosenkrantzGM	"FEW OF THEM REMAIN. AND YET, WE HOLD OUR END OF THE BARGAIN. THEY REMAIN HERE, ON THIS ROCK. AND THEY FIGHT FOR THE SURVIVAL OF THIS COLONY."
	RosenkrantzGM	The Thunderhawk now approaches, some 50 meters in the air.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	nods, relieved
	Makh_Chomun	"The Emperor Protects." Makh intones.
	RosenkrantzGM	Algaron nods.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	[High Gothic]"Emperor shine upon you.]
	RosenkrantzGM	"ROSENKRANTZ..." he says, as if to create the memory in his mind, before blasting up towards the thunderhawk.
	RosenkrantzGM	Squire [High Gothic]: "Forever loyal, and in His service."
	RosenkrantzGM	He follows his master up.
	RosenkrantzGM	++The Cleansing Light has altered course. They still refuse our hails.++
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	++Let it be.++


R2:
	RosenkrantzGM	MEDICAE DECK
	=-=	Josef has changed the topic to “	MEDICAE DECK”
	RosenkrantzGM	Medicae servitors move from place to place, looking for sedatives to administer to the genetor's patient.
	Josef	heads towards the laboratory.
	Rozen	continues shouting, attempting to break his restraints
	RosenkrantzGM	Upon the genetor's arrival, the guard servitors make way, and open the reinforced doors to the patient.
	Josef	shouts a series of commands for the Guard Servitors for "Standby Procedure".
	Rozen	"WHO'S THERE?!"
	Josef	opens the panel and inputs a series of to codes to reveal his secret home.
	Josef	"No need to worry Twistcatcher. It was probably Mussolini."
	Josef	"My apologies. You probably can not hear me."
	Rozen	"YOU."
	Josef	approaches the table with his newest patient.
	Rozen	"WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!"
	Josef	pulls out a data slate and types out a message on the screen. He shows it to Rozen and it reads "The blast did major damage throughout your entire system."
	Rozen	"the blast?"
	Josef	connects to the data slate and emits his thoughts and now read "Indeed."
	Rozen	"what blast? Cant you just mindlink me or something?"
	Josef	--I am surprised you survived. Your will to survive is most impressive. By the Omnissiah, you do not remember?--
	Josef	--The structure collapsed in a massive explosion. The one you investigated.--
	Rozen	"can you fix my hearing? what does my body look like? I mean, beyond the usual disgustingness"
	Josef	--You have lost your left foot, your right arm is missing, and deaf on both ears...Well, obviously know that.--
	Rozen	"That's all? Why then do I feel so weak?"
	Josef	--Well, your body was embedded with shrapnel and it may have damaged your nervous system."
	Rozen	"can you fix it?"
	Rozen	"My body is my weapon, will you help me mend it's broken blade?"
	Josef	--Also, your face is missing flesh. It also has to be replaced. Potentially with an augmented breathing mask.--
	Rozen	"give me a mirror, or picts of my self."
	Josef	binary commands his servo-skull 'Snitches' to link with the Data-Slate and show Twistcatcher Rozen feed of his body.
	Josef	--You have been cleaned and prep for surgery.--
	RosenkrantzGM	The servo-skull floats about Rozen. The image slowly comes on the dataslate.
	RosenkrantzGM	Your face is hardly recognizable. From your brow to beyond your hairline, there has been significant damage.
	RosenkrantzGM	The same is true from your nose, to your left ear.
	RosenkrantzGM	Where the damage is caused, skin grafts are now fixed into place in pale strips.
	Rozen	"can you fix my hearing now?"
	Josef	--You will need several procedures and bed rest in-between. We can make repairing the hearing loss the top priority --
	Josef	--If that is what you want.--
	Rozen	"I mean, unless you just want me to shout while we speak for awhile"
	Josef	--Indeed.--
	Rozen	"First thing's first, I'd prefer to get my breathing and nervous system sorted out. is that alright?
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	Josef	--But of course.--
	Josef	binary commands the medical servitors to begin prep work for Surgery.
	Josef	+Brother Genetor Lathe MS-00006, please respond.+
	RosenkrantzGM	Medicae servitors clear the room, bringing in the necessary tools, and cleaning equipment.
	Rozen	"Josef. Thank you."
	Josef	--No need to thank you me just yet. I am not going to lie this will be a difficult period of surgery and recovery.--
	Rozen	"I can do it. You know I can."
	RosenkrantzGM	+At your service, Brother Josef.+
	Josef	+I am of help of your experience and assistance of repairing the Twistcatcher Rozen. I am in #782 room of beta ward.+
	RosenkrantzGM	+Prepare the room, brother Josef. I shall soon arrive with the necessary assitance.+
	Josef	+Glory to the Omnissiah, My brother.+
	Josef	continues his prep work with his servitors and servo-skulls.
	RosenkrantzGM	The room is soon filled with genetors and assissting servitors. The sedatives are injected, and the room fades slowly into darkness for Rozen...
	RosenkrantzGM	=======SKIPAROO======
	RosenkrantzGM	A sharp, loud screech assaults Rozen's senses.
	RosenkrantzGM	Then, a series of beeps.
	RosenkrantzGM	They range in pitch.
	RosenkrantzGM	They go up and down in their pitch until they settle at a 'median'.
	RosenkrantzGM	The tone flatlines... and your vision returns.
	Josef	"Hello, Twistcatcher?"
	RosenkrantzGM	The volume is uncomfortably loud...
	RosenkrantzGM	but you can hear.
	Josef	"Are the implants malfunctioning? He's not responding."
	Rozen	"turn. it. down"
	Josef	tries to adjust the sound amplification of the unit. He asks "Is this better?"
	RosenkrantzGM	The sounds are no longer painful. They are sharp, if a bit strange.
	Rozen	"Sharp, but strange."
	Josef	"Your brain will eventually adjust to it."
	Josef	FAILURE
	Rozen	"Now, I'm sorry for shouting earlier."
	Josef	retcon
	Josef	"Not a problem. Oh, I have other good news."
	Rozen	"Yes?"
	Josef	walks away to the other side of the room and uses the short range vox. In a hushed tone, Josef says into the vox +Can you hear me, twistcatcher?+
	RosenkrantzGM	You /do/ hear him... the voice comes from inside you.
	Rozen	"This is amazing."
	Rozen	"Can I communicate sub-vocally too?"
	Josef	"With the war and limited resources, it is only a internal vox receiver."
	Josef	walks back to Rozen.
	Rozen	"damnit, I could have been just like steady serpeant. It's an old vid game back on my homeworld"
	Josef	"I am unfamiliar with that particular software. The archives of the Lathe Worlds may have a copy."
	Rozen	"ahh they have several games, it's called metallic gear"
	Rozen	"but, I digress. I am still in horrible pain."
	Josef	pulls out the syringe from a table and injects a mild amount of tranq into Rozen.
	Josef	"You will aquire a breathing mask and an IV drip system to keep yourself stable until the next series of repairs."
	Rozen	"Understood."
	Josef	commands the medical servitor forward.
	Rozen	"no augmentations without my consent."
	RosenkrantzGM	"CONSENT. NO MEANINGFUL PHRASE UNDERSTOOD." the servitor speaks as it approaches
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	Josef	"No additional augmentations. You will require some to fix the current situation. There will be no consent of those."
	Josef	starts connecting the breathing mask from the machine into the servitor's, connecting the tubes and wires into a mobile unit.
	Josef	"You can still walk Twistcatcher, but with assist from the servitor."
	RosenkrantzGM	The servitor's limbs have been shaped to aid in the recovery of patients like Rozen. It provides assistance in lifting his body up and onto his feet.
	Rozen	nods, and attempts to stand
	RosenkrantzGM	Balance is difficult, without your arm. But you slowly take your first steps forward.
	Rozen	"throne of terra this is hard. Please, give me my limbs of iron."
	RosenkrantzGM	"NEGATIVE. PROTOCOL MUST BE ADHERED TO."
	Josef	"Correct. Too many operations at once will cause strain on the body."
	Rozen	"look at me, does it not look I can withstand punishment?"
	Josef	"Not at the moment. We also have limited resources."
	Rozen	"aren't we a part of a rogue trader crew?"
	Rozen	sigh. "I understand, let me rest until my next one. did any of my equipment survive?"
	Josef	"As long as my Lord-Captain wishes to continue the war effect, our options are limited."
	Josef	"This ship has become a hospital refugee for the wounded of the war. The ferals of the Pale Throng are persistent."
	Rozen	"so, what will need to be replaced, and what can we upgrade?"
	Josef	"A bionic foot and arm is needed. The mouth, upper respiratory system, esophagus and Trachea will be augmented with a mask to fix those issues."
	Rozen	"Why not both my legs? As well, we could possibly alter the respiratory augmentations to allow the usage of combat and recreational drugs to increase my combat effectiveness"
	Josef	"Hardened Skin will grown over the damaged and augmented areas. Potentially throughout the rest of the body as well."
	Josef	"Possible."
	Rozen	"come on, be creative here. Imagine the possibilities!"
	Josef	starts going through his data slate and shows Rozen some implants and augments.