Xenos Hunters Session 32

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	antoine	The magos slightly bobs up and down on his suspension while stating, "This planet is not suitable for most installations, there are other veins of ore that run through it but none of them are close to the surface."
	Balmung	++How about any large caverns or canyons?++
	antoine	"Many of course but there are too many to-" a wailing noise begins to sound as red emergency lighting fills the room, spinning bulbs project cones of orange light around the room as they spin.
	Aslan	growls and looks about angrily
	Balmung	++What's that?++
	Bellerophon	++What now?++
	antoine	The magos straightens, "You must leave, Now!". He spins in place and starts driving away at pace.
	Balmung	++Why is that?++
	Aslan	"Tell us why!"
	Omniel	++Explain the nature of this emergency, I may be of assistance, Magos.++
	antoine	++It is a private matter, you must not interfere.++
	Bellerophon	++We are private people. Perhaps we can be of assistance.++
	Anselm	"Explain, or we will find out for ourselves."
	antoine	"I cannot."
	Balmung	++Yes you can++
	antoine	"I cannot" parrots the Magos once again as he speeds off to the control section out of sight
	Balmung	++After him!++
	Aslan	roars and goes to give chase, a chainsword in one hand whirring
	Navarre	will do as command, and chase after Magos.
	Aslan	"Stop, heretic scum!!"
	Anselm	draws his swords, but rather than follow after glances around. ++Brother,++ he says, looking to Balmung, ++something is going on here...++
	antoine	The magos continues to speed away as the wailing continues.
	Balmung	storms forward after the Magos ++You're making this harder than it should be!++
	Omniel	++There is a legitimate emergency, it seems. Perhaps it is unwise to prevent him from seeing to the problem?++
	Aslan	gives singleminded, roaring chase
	Omniel	follows after Balmung, at the least determined to get to the bottom of the situation.
	Balmung	++What is the emergency?++
	Omniel	++Let us accompany the Magos, and find out?++
	Balmung	++Alright++
	Bellerophon	++This is Bellerophon to the Inquisitors. Come in, over.++
	Bellerophon	tries to raise the ship via vox
	antoine	The team follows the Magos as the Inquisitor responds, ++This is Oriel, go ahead.++
	Bellerophon	++Warning klaxons have begun sounding here at the froundry. The Magos remains tightlipped, or whatever passes as its mouth. Does the ship's augurs read any disturbances in the area?++
	antoine	++None, but a storm is soon to pass over your area, communications or any deep auger scans will be difficult in the near future.++
	Anselm	++Joffery,++ Anselm calls. ++Prepare your shotgun as a precaution.++
	antoine	The ex arbite unslings his shotgun.
	Bellerophon	++I see. Perhaps that is what the station is detecting, but it seems odd that the only sanctioned facility on-planet would require preperation to weather storms. Perhaps there is more than we know. In the meantime, can you direct the augurs towards the planet? We have found no trace of Hardgrave at the facility. It is entirely possible he has constructed another, seperate facility elsewhere on the planet.++
	Anselm	++Brother Balmung, shall I begin investigating for any other clues to our quarry's location?++
	antoine	++We have had no indication of another installation on the planet with our augers.++
	Balmung	++Aye take your aide with you++
	Bellerophon	++Understood. I will report back when we have new information.++
	antoine	All bar Anselm follow the magos to his control station, there the magos hurriedly shifts levers and looks intently at the hidden screen behind his console.
	Aslan	points a weapon at the man
	Aslan	"Stop and answer, or I shall tear you apart!"
	antoine	The Magos' robes part to reveal a complex weapon sheathed in electricity, the menacing spinning barrel pointing at Aslan as the Magos continues his work.
	Omniel	++Brother Aslan, I must request that you not use unnecessary force. Killing the Magos, specifically, may be unwise.++
	Navarre	++And he seems capable of defending himself.++
	Bellerophon	++A storm is approaching. Do not eliminate the Magos responsible for this facility. He will be needed.++
	Balmung	grunts ++A snow storm?++
	antoine	The wailing changes in pitch several time, about 20 or so seconds between each other.
	antoine	several times*
	Bellerophon	++Such are the facts. Communications and augur scans from the ship will be disrupted until it passes.++
	Balmung	++What's that?++
	Omniel	slowly circles around the console, hoping to get into position to view the screen.
	antoine	The magos seems to have resorted to ignoring you all, other than covering you with the whirring electricity gun.
	Balmung	++Omniel what's going on?++
	antoine	As Omniel moves around the gun immediately switches to aim at him. A screech of static comes out from the magos
	Omniel	raises his hands. ++Honoured Magos, I do not intend to initiate violence. I merely wish to observe.++
	antoine	Another burst of binary is heard
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	Omniel	++Forbidden by whose order?++
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	antoine	Another short burst of binary
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	antoine	As the magos continues to work a blast is heard behind you.
	Balmung	++What is he saying?++
	Bellerophon	++Translation would be appreciated, Brother.++
	Balmung	turns around with his axe ready
	Omniel	++He says it is forbidden to observe, and forbidden to know why is it is forbidden to observe.++
	Navarre	++I'm going to guess that some form of Martian hierarchy has forbidden him from talking about the tast at hand.++
	Balmung	growls loudly
	Bellerophon	pivots and looks around for the explosion/what's left of it
	antoine	The blast is out of view but close
	Balmung	++Anselm report++
	Bellerophon	++It would be prudent to examine. I shall investigate further.++
	Omniel	++Honoured Magos, I represent the Priesthood of Mars, as well as the Astartes. We are here on official inquisitorial business, to boot. I must inform you how incredibly unwise it would be for you to continue your current course of action, given the situation. My battle brothers may not continue to be so diplomatic, if you do not stand down.++
	Anselm	escapes the blast, and immediately grows alert. ++Joffery!++
	Bellerophon	clomps off in the direction the sound came from
	Anselm	++This damnedable building is trapped!++
	Balmung	++Bellerophon assist Anselm++
	Bellerophon	++Have you considered what you think is "trapped," is you foolishly igniting fyceline?++
	Balmung	growls and turns to the Magos ++Start talking now before I lose my temper++
	Aslan	sets his chainblade on again
	Aslan	"Talk, damn you! Else I'll let my blade drink deep of your machine-blood!"
	Anselm	++Joffery! How are your wounds?++
	antoine	Joffery's armour around his shoulder is heavily damaged but he seems ok. He states as much
	Anselm	grunts over the vox. ++Be alert! I say sabotage!++
	antoine	The floor near Anselm has been blown apart, a 2 metre wide crate left behind
	Bellerophon	++We heard the first time. I am coming to examine more closely.++
	Bellerophon	homes in on Anselm's location
	antoine	The Magos' weapon retracts back behind his robes while a burst of binary is made.
	Omniel	++He says his orders cannot be countermanded except by Inquisitorial warrant.++
	antoine	The crater clears of smoke and a man emerges from it in rags and tattered clothing.
	Bellerophon	++Then it is fortuitous we are in the company of two Inquisitors.++
	Balmung	++Tell him we have all of the authority we need++
	Aslan	points his sword at the man emerging
	Bellerophon	++I advise contacting them with haste. There is no telling how quickly the storm will besiege us here.++
	Bellerophon	++Contacting him. Tellion is off on business with Sinbad.++
	antoine	He coughs and splutters as his weak knees see that he falls to his side, arms raised to show submission. You spot a set of numbers tattooed on his right forearm.
	Anselm	++What in the name of...++
	Balmung	++What is it?++
	Aslan	stomps on over to the falling man, chainblade still whirring
	Aslan	++Is this man our target?!++
	Bellerophon	focuses his autosenses on the man, and runs him through his recognition table
	antoine	For those who had read their briefing, the man does not look like Hardgrave.
	Omniel	keeps his gaze fixed on the Magos, untrusting of the man.
	Balmung	++Find out what he knows I'm going to check on Anselm++
	Omniel	++Have we managed to contact Inquisitor Tellion?++
	antoine	The man falls to the floor, collapsing into unconsciousness.
	Bellerophon	++Tellion is no longer with us. She is away with Sinbad on Inquisition business.++
	Bellerophon	++Oriel remains with us. Shall I attempt to hail him?++
	Omniel	++My mistake. Oriel, then?++
	Bellerophon	tries to contact Oriel through the vox again
	Bellerophon	++The Magos proves reticent. It is under orders that only an Inquisitor can unseal regarding its suspicious operations. Can you override its behavior?++
	Aslan	clips his chainsword to his back, powers his fist, and examines the fallen man with his Apothecary tools
	antoine	++I do not have a warrant with me. If he is under Inquisitorial orders it is logical to conclude those orders are from Hardgrave, you must find out more.++
	Bellerophon	++I see. We will attempt to work around it. Is the warrant process lengthy?++
	Navarre	++We can not override his orders, but perhaps we can remove the implant that has him under such orders?++
	antoine	++Yes, I would need another Inquisitor at least, possibly the Master of the Ordo's seal.++
	Navarre	would scan the magos' body.
	Balmung	growls
	Bellerophon	++I see. I shall forward any progress we make.++
	Anselm	snarls irritably over the vox. ++We are wasting time. Brother! Should we not begin looking elsewhere?++
	Omniel	++I agree. If violence is not an option, and the Magos will not assist us, then we must work around him.++
	Aslan	picks up the man with his marine-sized right hand by the neck of his tattered robe
	Aslan	++This mortal man...he is weak, and tortured and lacking in sustenance. What shall I do with this wretch? He still lives, but is some sort of menial slave, I assume.++
	Balmung	++Alright leave him we continue to search the facility he's hiding something++
	antoine	As the smoke clears from deeper in the crater a hole appears, a little over a metre wide.
	Omniel	++How did he arrive here?++
	Balmung	motions to the hole ++There's a passage down there++
	Anselm	++He came through the explosion field.++
	Navarre	++Ah ha! He has a volition implant! Omniel, can you scribe a memetic to deal with it?++
	Omniel	++A volition implant? Odd. I could, but we would certainly have a struggle implementing it.++
	Balmung	++Just do it++
	Navarre	++It's either that or we perform surgery.++
	Bellerophon	++Remove his battery?++
	Navarre	++It's not a battery, perse. A potentia coil is something so much more. Think of the fusion reactor in your backpack, Ultramarine. Now put it in your chest.++
	Bellerophon	++It was a joke.++
	Aslan	lays the man against the wall, and ponderously stomps over, palming a small object to Balmung
	Omniel	++Violence against a servant of the Omnissiah may prove unwise - and were I to disable his volition implant, there is no guarantee he would be willing to assist us afterwards.++
	Aslan	++The thrall, he had this card key hidden in a surgicalflesh-pocket.++
	Navarre	++Could have fooled me.++ He looks at the magos. ++Look at it like this, Omniel. Someone put in an implant designed to alter his very thoughts an actions. Upon a magos, one of the highest servants of the Machine God. Leaving it remain is a sin against his true flesh, is it not?++
	Balmung	++Wait++
	Balmung	++There was a tunnel in the blast hole am I correct++
	Aslan	++Into the veins of the planet, then?++
	Balmung	++Aye I beleive our little friend came from there++
	Omniel	++That is true, Brother Navarre. However, it may not have been implanted against his will. There are legitimate uses of such things.++
	Navarre	++For Acolytes of an inquisitor. Thralls of a Rogue Trader, but a magos?++
	Balmung	++We should inspect the tunnel++
	Aslan	++Good. We will find the heart of our mission in the depths of the planet's veins then, and rip it from its coward's hole.++
	Omniel	++I agree. For now, we may simply work around the Magos. Should we find evidence of his complicity, then I will gladly deal with him.++
	Balmung	++Good++
	Bellerophon	++Into the rabbit hole, then.++
	Aslan	++What's a rabbit?++
	Navarre	++I believe it's a burrowing insect of some type found on certain high gravity worlds orbiting blue stars.++
	Balmung	++We're hunting rats not rabbits++
	Aslan	++An insect? Disgusting.++
	Bellerophon	++Nevermind.++
	Bellerophon	hops into the hole
	Omniel	++Whatever kind of Xenos, I believe the idea was to enter the tunnel.++
	antoine	Balmung and Aslan, push their way through the rubble to enter a tunnel beneath the floor of the main installation. A bulkhead door stands before them about 10 meters down the unadorned and unpainted hall. Just dull metal sheets cover the surfaces of the tunnel.
	Balmung	++Omniell we need your assistence++
	Omniel	moves up, readying his shears. ++Understood.++
	Aslan	, at the rear, fires a webber at the Magos
	Aslan	"A parting gift, heretic!"
	Omniel	goes to work on the door as always.
	antoine	Omniel works open the door, to the view of another bulkhead of identical shape and size
	Bellerophon	++How droll.++
	Balmung	++I think we might be close++
	Omniel	++I hope so.++
	Omniel	starts in on this one as well.
	antoine	Omniel works to open the door, this time to the sounds of wailing and battle. The beyond the broken bulkhead is a metal grated floor with a railing. The room is large with an identical set of railings on the other side. Below there are several more levels of the same make. On the opposite wall are multiple doors, the same identical set up continues to your left and right and on every level...
	antoine	...below you. Stairs allow up and down access.
	Omniel	++Interesting...++
	Bellerophon	++From where is the sound coming?++
	antoine	The sound seems to be coming from below. Abruptly a klaxon sounds and there are a series of mighty clangs, whirring gears and retracting bolts as every single door in this complex opens in unison.
	Bellerophon	++I have a bad feeling about this.++
	Navarre	++I believe I can guess what this facility is...++
	Balmung	++Let's go see what the commotion is++
	Omniel	engages his auspex, scanning nearby for life-signs.
	antoine	A diverse set of people begin to emerge from the doors. Children, adults, men and women of all ages.
	Navarre	++Well, this does not look so bad.++
	Omniel	++A detainment facility of some kind?++
	Balmung	++Possibly, let's head down further++
	Bellerophon	++Perhaps.++
	Bellerophon	examines the humans in closer detail with his autosenses
	Navarre	++It seems. But of mortals. I was almost expecting slavering hordes of tyranids.++
	Balmung	++Omniell does this facility use human labor?++
	Omniel	++It seems unlikely. And they do not appear to be fit for labour. Servitors would be more suited to such tasks.++
	Bellerophon	climbs down the steps in an effort to interact with the humans
	antoine	Those who emerge seem to have gaunt faces, the same rags as the man you met earlier. There are shouts and gunshots from far below, shotguns blasting away in a quick succession.
	Bellerophon	removes his helmet to lessen the terrifying Astartes effect
	Balmung	++Any vox activity?++
	Navarre	++I would say that Anselm found something.++
	Balmung	++Aye we should catch up with him++
	antoine	A child that crawled out of a chamber next to you looks up in horror at the giants that stand before him
	Navarre	++What about the humans?++
	Balmung	looks down and offers a hand to the child
	Bellerophon	"Be calm. We are here to help."
	Balmung	++If you can still raise the inquisitor inform him we found civilians++
	Omniel	++While unusual, I do not believe a secret Inquisitorial detention facility can be considered clear evidence of Hardgraves' wrongdoing...++
	Balmung	++We might find something down here that proves it though, let's get moving++
	Omniel	++Understood.++
	Bellerophon	walks towards the people pouring (filing?) out of the pens and tries to communicate with them
	antoine	As the child bellerophon retreats from him, she shouts words that hurt your ears and ghostly apparitions appear all around you, lost comrades, old enemies, all of them coming back to haunt you.
	Balmung	++Wytches?++
	Bellerophon	:<s
	antoine	Cackling laughs and demented cries are soon heard by the detainees throughout this wing of the prison.
	Navarre	++Why is it never easy?++
	Balmung	++Omniell can you inform the Inquisitor we have found wytches++
	Omniel	++I can attempt to.++
	antoine	Along your railing a group of men, one with four eyes, one with a mouth where he right hand should be and the last with a stump where his head should be and a pair of elongated bone blades instead of forearms approach.
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	Bellerophon	"Perhaps it was a mistake removing my helm."
	Navarre	++Perhaps it was a mistake coming down here.++
	Omniel	++At least this is some good evidence.++
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	Bellerophon	"How shall we proceed? I do not have sufficient ammunition stores to eliminate an entire penal colony."
	Anselm	closes the gap with the nearest of the abominations, and opens an assault upon it.
	Balmung	++Kill the ones who attack us and ignore the rest.++
	antoine	As the ghosts close in Xav books it and tries to run the way you originally came.
	Bellerophon
	Bellerophon	shouts at him to stop
	Navarre	++Understood.++
	antoine	Instead of running, he merely halts in place. Frozen in terror.
	Bellerophon	considers this a small victory
	antoine	Anselm cleaves the little girls in twain, the power sword was as thick as her forearm. The strike obliterated her.
	Omniel	switches his gaze from the girl towards the three mutants, sending a fusillade of fire in their direction.
	antoine	Omniel's plasma barrage badly hurts but does not kill the bone-arm mutant.
	Bellerophon	guns down the remaining mutants with extreme prejudice
	antoine	The three mutants rush towards Joffery but the ex-arbite holds his ground
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	Navarre	takes a brief aim with his bolter on the headless one. Kraken rounds all around!
	Navarre	Scratch that! He would draw his power sword and charge into melee!
	antoine	Navarre cleaves the headless mutie in a single stroke
	antoine	Aslan appears behind you, his armour blackened by a blast of some kind.
	antoine	He slams a powerfist into the Handmouth mutie and winds him but does not kill the abomination.
	antoine	The ex-arbite fires off a trio of shotgun shells at the mutants but they dodge with consummate ease.
	antoine	He slams a powerfist into the Handmouth mutie and kills the abomination.* (retcon)
	antoine	Balmung moves in and plunges his axe into the back of foureyes.
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	antoine	Xavier snaps out of his terror, gingerly returning to the group
	antoine	Below the sound of shotguns and bolt weapons can be heard, as are the howls of a mob of detainees coming from the same area.
	Balmung	++Keep moving++
	Aslan	rumbles with anger, and moves close, a powerfist and chainblade ready
	Anselm	steps up to his serf. ++Fine work, boy. How are you holding?++
	Navarre	cycles the field on his sword, getting all the ichor off. ++I think I really like power swords.++
	antoine	Joffery reloads his shotgun while looking downcast in shame.
	Omniel	++Where to now?++
	antoine	The shotguns below go silent while the bolt weapons continue to roar at the mob.
	Bellerophon	puts his helmet back on
	Bellerophon	++To contain this...insurgency. We shall mete out justice once the situation is stable.++
	antoine	The rest of the detainees on your level head downwards, running and jumping down stairs to be away from you as quickly as possible.
	Balmung	++Let's find out who's doing the shooting++
	antoine	With a closer inspection the rooms the prisoners were held in are padded and seamless.
	Omniel	++Understood.++
	Omniel	gets moving, heading down the row of cells.
	antoine	The group continues to move down to the sound of hymns being sang from the bowls of this wing of the prison. The female voices holding perfect pitch and tone while the bark of bolters overlays the holy words passing their lips.
	Balmung	++Sisters?++
	Navarre	++Seems like.++
	Navarre	++We should probably avoid telling them we let them all go.++
	antoine	"Emperor, let Your undeniable light burn on the misshapen and the twisted, so I can see them with pure sight, and purge them with righteous fire!"
	Aslan	roars with anger
	Omniel	++An interesting turn of events. What might Sisters be doing here?++
	Aslan	"There are heretics! Let us purge them!"
	Balmung	++Should we go introduce ourselves?++
	Navarre	++Perhaps they were put into some form of cryo sleep incase an escape happened?++
	Bellerophon	++Not yet.++
	Balmung	++Or they are working with Hargrave++
	antoine	A huge firestorm erupts below, the bright light enveloping the sparks of light that were the bolters firing.
	Bellerophon	++Hardgrave, or another lackey of the Hereticus, must be near.++
	Navarre	++Either way, they are under attack. We should go assist them.++
	Balmung	grunts ++Aye++
	antoine	After a lot of running you finally get to the last set of stairs, there is only a single squad of sisters now, they stand over the fallen while firing their bolt pistols as a last resort against the mutants that hide behind metal grating and columns as cover. The next push will likely be enough to kill the sisters.
	=-=	antoine has changed the topic to “Balmung, Anselm, NPC, Omniel, Xavier, Bellerophon, Navarre, Aslan, Joffery”
	Navarre	++Time to go in firing lads!++
	Anselm	++Of all the petty agencies of mortal men, the Sororitas are the most useful. I will not stand for this!++
	Bellerophon	:|s at the sight.
	Omniel	++We are just in time!++
	antoine	A man with a mishapen head and a body sheathed in fire turns towards you as you approach, his friends or servants act as bodyguards to surround him.
	=-=	antoine has changed the topic to “Balmung, Anselm, NPC, Omniel, Xavier, Sisters, Bellerophon, Navarre, Aslan, Joffery”
	Anselm	rockets forward on his jump pack to protect the Sororitas against their foes.
	Navarre	++Brother Ultramarine, I am sure this would be the right time to unleash the Emperor's Wrath.++
	Anselm	cuts into the mutants with a wide slice of his blade, roaring in fury.
	antoine	The fire wreathed psyker ignites another conflagration that erupts outwards, consuming the mutants next to him and spreading to cover you as well.
	Bellerophon	gets out of the way
	Balmung	steps out of the way of the fire
	antoine	Joffery ducks into a nearby cell but the shaken Xavier is hit by the full force of the blast, his charred form is thrown off the railway and onto the floor below with a crunch.
	Aslan	shields his face with his power fist, and jumps backwards with an outraged scream
	Aslan	"WITCH! KILL THE WITCH-THIIIIIIIIING!"
	Navarre	manages to get out of the way.
	antoine	The sisters drag their wounded back into the control terminal they were holding just in time
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	Bellerophon	remains silent as he lets his heavy bolter do the talking as he guns down the psyker and his pack
	Balmung	walks towards the Sisters
	antoine	The psyker is cut down by the rapid fire heavy bolter, the fires extinguish themselves with his death.
	antoine	The sisters are tending to their wounded and praying over their dead as you enter.
	Anselm	sheathes his blades and moves to the Sororitas.
	antoine	The room they are in is the prison block control room, the controls are smashed almost beyond recognition by a wrathful attack.
	Balmung	++Aslan and Navarre see to their wounded++
	Omniel	checks over his weapon thoroughly, obviously displeased through not much worse for wear.
	Aslan	shakes out his body from the fires, and moves over to the Battle Sisters
	Balmung	turns to the sisters ++Where is your commander?++
	Bellerophon	++Their wounded? What about ours. Mine.++
	Navarre	++Yes sir.++ He would go to tend to the Sororitas' wounded.
	antoine	The sister holsters her bolt pistol as she stands and holds a hand to her helm for a moment before responding, "I cannot reach her. She was conducting a purge in C block."
	Bellerophon	++And which block is this?++
	Navarre	++How many blocks are there?++
	antoine	Aslan manages to sooth the pain but not much else for the downed sisters.
	antoine	"This is A block, there are four in total. B and D are secure but C is almost completely overrun."
	Balmung	++We should head there then++
	antoine	As you pick your way through the area the bodies of the usual guards, shotguns clutched in their burnt hands lie amongst the dead mutants.
	Omniel	++What is the nature of this place? Sisters, you seem to know more of it than we do.++
	Bellerophon	++And am I correct to assume this is an Ordo Hereticus facility?++
	antoine	As Omniel approaches the sister removes her helm, a quizzical look on her face. "You were killed on Carthoga she states matter-of-factly."
	Bellerophon	removes his helmet too
	antoine	Navarre however provides a much higher standard of care for those present
	Balmung	grins under his helmet ++Yes we were++
	Bellerophon	"And yet I feel very much alive."
	Balmung	++We were never hear++
	Navarre	++State secret, Sisters.++
	antoine	She looks between Omniel and Bellerophon. "You were the gunner and driver of that Razorback."
	Omniel	++It is complicated.++
	Omniel	++You are from Inquisitor Hardgraves' entourage, isn't that correct?++
	Bellerophon	"And you are one of the Bloody Roses we saved that day."
	antoine	She nods slowly before turning to Bellerophon, "Yes this is facility is under the control of Ordo Hereticus. Well, it was until the breakout."
	Navarre	++When did the break out start?++
	antoine	"Not 20 minutes ago."
	Navarre	++Good thing we arrived when we did.++
	Omniel	++There are psykers incarcerated here...++
	antoine	"Yes, from the purges."
	Omniel	++Purges?++
	Bellerophon	"And your Canoness is trapped on Block C?"
	Navarre	++Are you suggesting a rescue operation, Brother?++
	antoine	"I do not know if she is trapped. The purges conducted on world infested with heresy."
	Bellerophon	"As distasteful a man and agent Hardgrave is, it is against what I am to let a servant of the Imperium die when I might have prevented that."
	Navarre	would go and treat Bellerophon and his serf.
	Omniel	++Why were these unsanctioned psykers merely detained? Should they not be executed, or placed aboard the black ships? It seems illogical to keep them here.++
	antoine	"The Inquisitor required them to live a short while to help hunt down their accomplices."
	Bellerophon	"How remarkably foresighted."
	Bellerophon	"Where is Hardgrave now?"
	antoine	"I do not know."
	Bellerophon	"Did he not accompany you on planet?"
	antoine	"Yes, but I last saw him in the main control room, he could be anywhere in the complex by now."
	Balmung	++Maybe your cannoness knows his location++
	Bellerophon	"Perhaps. But first we would need to find Isabella."
	antoine	"That is likely. We should move quickly then. This area is cleansed."
	Bellerophon	"Either way, we must move."
	Bellerophon	reseats and reseals his helmet
	Balmung	++Aye let's go++
	antoine	Xavier slowly comes around, his power armour blackened by the blast, he limps behind the team as the sisters lead you onwards.
	Omniel	falls in with the others.
	antoine	Moving through the bleak prison, now covered in blood, blast marks, emtpy casings and discarded equipment you finally make it to block C. The bulkhead doors already sealed by melta gel.
	Balmung	++Open it up++
	antoine	The sister calls back, "Likely sealed on my cannoness' order to prevent the escape of prisoners if their failed to contain the threat."
	Balmung	++Is there any contact on the vox from her?++
	antoine	"No, nothing. Just static."
	Balmung	++Then we open it++
	Bellerophon	positions himself into the optimal shooting position for when the doors open
	antoine	Balmung's melta charge makes short work of the door but leaves the rest of the area intact, inside the smell of unwashed bodies is thick, but it is overwhelmed by the coppery taste of blood in your mouth and female screams of pain.
	antoine	The sisters rush in at that sound, drawing bolt pistols and spreading out.
	Balmung	++We should move weapons ready++
	Aslan	breathes heavily, intoxicated by the horrible scent
	Aslan	"This place...is a damned...place."
	Bellerophon	steps through the rend in the door, scanning for targets
	Balmung	grunts and moves into the cell block with his axe ready
	antoine	The further go in the worse it gets, the ground is slick with gore and fecal matter while the crunch of bones reverberate through your feet as you advance.
	antoine	Finally you reach the block proper, The sisters have been strung up on the railings, stripped of their weapons and their bodies poked and prodded by vengeful detainees. On the ground level is a mob of massive mutants, this was likely the section devoted to those who mutation granted significant size and strength.
	=-=	antoine has changed the topic to “Balmung, Anselm, Omniel, Xavier, Sisters, Bellerophon, Navarre, NPCS, Aslan, Joffery”
	antoine	Each one is a misshapen brute, some grotesquely warped while others are downright hideous, their bodies barely subscribing to a humanoid notion of proper proportions. Out of this group however there are three pack leaders, each standing four meters tall with faces contorted into visages of utter rage and hatred.
	Bellerophon	++There is a reason I travel in numbers.++
	Bellerophon	++I will engage the largest specimens. Focus on exterminating the rest.++
	Balmung	fires a grenade into the horde of brutes
	Anselm	tightens his grip on his swords, and charges against one of the leaders, bellowing in hate and fury.
	Omniel	opens up, hosing the horde with a heavy hail of hits.
	antoine	Xavier and the Sisters fire into the crowd with hellgun and bolt pistol to no avail, the monsters howl in laughter at the complete lack of impact.
	Bellerophon	engages his autotargeters on the three largest mutants as he pulls the trigger on his heavy bolter
	antoine	Bellerophon punishes two of the leaders who are still standing after the attack while cutting down the leader in close combat with Anselm.
	Aslan	yells in scorn, "Where is your target priority?! We are to be beset on all sides by the rabble, and you target the slow-witted ones?!"
	Bellerophon	sliiiiiiides out of the way like those Ultramarines on that cover of Rogue Trader
	antoine	The two leaders rush bellerophon and are soon followed by the massive mob, they crash into the space marine line that is protecting the humans behind.
	Bellerophon	++The "rabble," that is over twelve feet tall, yes.++
	Bellerophon	++You are welcome.++
	Omniel	keeps his torch in reserve, deploying it on the horde as they advance to further thin their ranks.
	Bellerophon	flies backward, over twice the span of an average human in terms of travel
	antoine	Joffery takes the two frag grenades from his belt before lobbing them at the horde of mutants, the effect is instantaneous and dramatic, nearly a third of their number are torn to ribbons.
	antoine	Balmung's response to the mutants is furious and unrelenting, his poweraxe is just a flash of steel leaving behind decapitated bodies. The brutal killing is without remorse as the space wolf lops off heads and limbs at a frightening rate. In a few short seconds a mere two smaller mutants remain next to their bulkier leaders.
	Anselm	grunts in irritation moderated by the pleasure of his serf's efficiency, and crosses to the next oversized creature, blade ready to lance.
	Anselm	topples the abomination over, driving his power sword deep into whatever equivalent of a sternum its oversized form might have.
	Omniel	gets to work with his servo-arm, finishing off the last pair of mutants that had swarmed them.
	Bellerophon	returns the favor to the mutant with 8 rounds of heavy bolter ammo
	antoine	The block falls silent except for the groans of pain of strung up sisters as the last of the massive mutants are destroyed.
	Aslan	shakes out himself, almost vibrating with rage, then thunders over to Bellerophon
	Omniel	indicates with his servo-arm the hanging Sisters. ++Can anything be done for them?++
	Aslan	"Are you alive or dead? Stay silent if alive, as that I may take your progenoids."
	Bellerophon	++What? I live yet.++
	Aslan	"Brace."
	Aslan	slams his narthecium tools into his wounds
	Bellerophon	is unhappy with his bedside manner
	Aslan	does his bloody work