Rosenkrantz 28

	Rosenkrantz_GM	<@Rosenkrantz_GM> IT IS THE 41ST MILLENNIUM...
	Rosenkrantz_GM	<@Rosenkrantz_GM> The Consequence and her crew have been docked at the decrepit station known as Footfall for the better part of two weeks. As they have come to learn, the pitmaster known as "Spacehulk" has arranged his annual entertainment here on the station, and the event is soon to begin. Of interest to Captain Friedrich, are the prizes being offered to the highter-tier matches:
	Rosenkrantz_GM	quasi-relics to the missionaries which the Consequence rescued from their ruined ship whilst on patrol with the Imperial Navy.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	<@Rosenkrantz_GM> Lady Gillam's "whispers" have set up near a local watering hole, from which intelligence has been fed to the Captain and his associates. The task at hand is in making preparations for the main events of Spacehulk's Ring tournament.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	<@Rosenkrantz_GM> Simultaneously, however, Master of Ordnance Baine Mort, and Master Chymist Josef have 'confiscated' a non-insiginificant amount of medicae cargo from a piratical faction attemtping to trade on Footfall.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	<@Rosenkrantz_GM> For all the preparation, however, they are able to put together on their own, however, the crew has been summoned to a private booth at the Red Bride to meet someone of importance...
	Rosenkrantz_GM	* Baine_Mort is sitting in the ships bar with Josef, drinking some Amasec in celebration of their successful mission to acquire the medical supplies.
	Josef	"A glorious accomplishment for the dynasty."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	is sitting quietly, drinking casually and awaiting their contact
	Josef	"Our Lord Admiral will be pleased with our results."
	Baine_Mort	"Yes it was, can't wait to see what those two bit pirates do when they find out someone swindled them."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Just announce it to the world why don't you gentlemen." he says with a small smile
	Josef	"Should they met us, they will regret every decision in their miserable existence."
	Makh_Chomun	is finishing off a stein of the local swill, much to his merriment, he is not as well dressed as befits his station. It was suggested he tone down his newly found fashion and instead has dressed more modestly.
	Makh_Chomun	"Something worthy of my own shenanigans, that's for sure, oh yeah." He takes another gulp from his drink.
	Josef	takes a slip of his drink and adds some oil into it. He says "Much better."
	Baine_Mort	"Here's to that," Mort raises his glass and takes a gulp from his drink as well.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	From across the room, a woman appears to make her way towards you. Unlike the many tempting beauties offered to willimg customers, she is a well-dressed, generously curved woman. Her attire is a variant on some styles of Calixian naval dress, and she wears an well polished monocle, which is lightly covered by her dark hair, streaked in grey. She is hard to decipher. Somehow, she could be
	Rosenkrantz_GM	a noble woman, yet she has the air of someone who is intimately familiar with - and comfortable- with her surroundings on this dreaded station.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"What a fashion statement." he says, quietly to Makh
	Josef	continues to sip on his drink while murmuring some prayers.
	Vivian_Lorrena	carefully scanned along her surroundings, a hand coming to rest at her hip as she'd make her approach. Stopping before the group in question, she'd pause as her lips thinned faintly, just before she'd offer a warm, friendly smile. "Captain Friedrich?" As she asked, she'd bring her free hand up to reach under the neckline of her coat- light glinting off a raven pin in the meantime.
	Vivian_Lorrena	withdrew a sealed envelope from under the coat, only to gently twirl the letter and present it to Friedrich.
	Makh_Chomun	finishes his drink with a mighty belch, and then slams his stein onto the bartop. "Another!" He shouts, before turning and noticing the noble woman. "Ohohohoho, another lass for young Friedrich." He then roars in laughter.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	looks to the envelope before taking it "Maybe you should wait for me to answer before you deliver documents ." he says casually as he opens it
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	rolls his eyes and smiles at the joke
	Vivian_Lorrena	simply smiled.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The note reads: "Dear Nephew, as you mature and grow into the position which the family has, in its time of need, thrust upon you so suddenly and without preparation, I have gathered those who can best advise you in your journey. The Lady Vivian Lorrena is a superbly connected individual, and her family has joined the Dynasty in service. I have had the absolute... pleasure to make her
	Rosenkrantz_GM	acquaintance in person, and am convinced she will be a most valuable asset to you and your crew. As always, remain humble, yet forget now what you represent. With love, your Uncle Wilhelm ---ON board the /Praeliator Aurorae/, in Orbit above Faith."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	forget not*
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"I have had the Absolute pleasure to make her acquaintance in person..." he reads aloud with a laugh "Well, if Uncle Willy says so, welcome aboard. I'm Captain Friedrich."
	Makh_Chomun	"Aye, that's our Lord-Captain. He probably really did have some personal pleasure in that."
	Josef	finishes his drink. "Greetings, Lady...?"
	Vivian_Lorrena	gave a polite, sweeping curtsy as she would bow her head. "Thank you, Captain. I will do my best to make use of my skills, and bring about the most benefit for your crew." Soon after she spoke, her gaze would lift and focus right on Makh. Her smile would only broaden. "Aye, he did. Particularly after he found out that some surprising expenses came afoot. You've been busy, hm?"
	Baine_Mort	"Welcome to the team." Mort says  before taking another gulp
	Vivian_Lorrena	gave a gentle giggle, before she would straighten upright and give a nod to Josef. "Vivian Lorrena, at your service."
	Josef	"Greetings, Lady Vivian Lorrena."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Have you been informed of our current objective on footfall?" he says, rather bluntly
	Makh_Chomun	"They have, that's for sure. Welcome aboard, Vivian Lorrena. Mind if I call you Viv?" He starts on his new stein once the bartender brings it to him.
	Vivian_Lorrena	"I have. Viv is fine." She'd answer to both.
	Josef	"I am #32-603 of the Lathe Hesh. Former Master Chirurgeon of the Praeliator Aurorae, now Chief Chymist of The Consequence."
	Baine_Mort	"I'm Mort, Master of Ordnance of the Consequence."
	Vivian_Lorrena	takes out a small tablet, briefly flicking her fingertip over the screen. While she listened intently, her hand is moving swiftly- Notes. Names are important to remember. Briefly looking up, she'd survey the faces as they speak. "Mort. #32-603. A pleasure to meet you both."
	Josef	"The pleasure is mine."
	Makh_Chomun	"Ah, excuse me," he sips at his drink again. "Lord-Protector Makh Chomun." He introduces himself.
	Josef	"Many of the crew and my patients refer to me as 'Josef'. The origin of the name is a mystery to me."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Would you like to see the ship?"
	Vivian_Lorrena	brought her hand up to rest at her cheek thoughtfully. Watching Josef briefly, she'd chime out. "Josef. That works much more nicely than calling out a serial number." Immediately after, she tucked away her tablet and gave a polite bow to Chomun. "I am familiar with you. It is a pleasure to finally meet you in person, Lord-Protector. Wilhelm spoke highly of you and Lord-Captain."
	Vivian_Lorrena	Then she'd straighten up with a smile.
	Vivian_Lorrena	perks up with a broader smile. "Yes, please!"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	stands and adjust his old familiar flight jacket, before motioning for everyone to join him
	Makh_Chomun	"Hahaha, no bowing needed Viv, leave that for the formal engagements and even then I'd prefer just a mindful nod."
	Vivian_Lorrena	"Fair enough. I always prefer to be polite and formal on first meetings. I'll keep that in mind in the future."
	Makh_Chomun	"Atta girl." He chugs the rest of his swill before grabbing his now more modest great-coat and following along.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	quirks an eye at Vivian
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Yes, Wilhelm."
	Baine_Mort	follows
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	leads the band of misfits through footfall and back to the ship
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Just outside the Red Bride, House Guard fall in formation around you, in escort. Taking you to the Consequence.
	Vivian_Lorrena	quietly hums in content while following.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	As always, the dock-section on which the Consequence has attached itself is buzzing with activity. A familiar face to some appears to be giving instructions to a newcomer... a replacement inspector.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Most of the accounting is finished on this umbilical, you will want to pick up on the next. Practically none of the cargo being loaded has been properly recorded yet," he appears to instruct.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Hello, how are we finding my beloved ship?" he says to the two men
	Makh_Chomun	makes small talk with his House Guard on their way to the ship and in the mean time.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Ah, the Captain Rosenkrantz!" the more ornately-dressed of the two says with a bow, elbowing his companion to do the same.
	Josef	views his data-slate to check in any reports and make corrections.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	At the expense of the Dynasty's resources, before you stands a most thankful man, quite suddenly risen from his position; the former Inspector Obial, who now for all intents and purposes can be considered a Dynasty puppet.
	Vivian_Lorrena	quietly stepped a touch closer to Josef, peering over his shoulder as he viewed his data-'slate'.
	Josef	"May I help you, Lady Lorrena?"
	Vivian_Lorrena	"Please. Viv is fine! I was curious to what you were doing. I hope you do not mind?"
	Josef	"The usual tasks ranging patient medical reports, Medicae Deck supply details, and Adeptus Mechanicus reports."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Well, good day to you." he says, before making his way to the ship
	Baine_Mort	walk with the group at a steady pace, he communicates with his gun deck commanders on anything that is in need of maintenance or resupply for the ships guns.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	As it happens, the report-stream does include some details on the new cargo... it is of superbly good quality. How these lowlife pirates could have gotten their hands on this suggests an organized and quite frightening prospect of raids on imperial convoys.
	Josef	"In fact if you plan on joining the ship Lady Lorrena, you will need a medical examination."
	Vivian_Lorrena	"Is that so..? Oh goodness. It's been a while, but I suppose. If it must be done. We'll have to make it quick."
	Josef	"The procedure should be quick and painless. At your earliest convenience, see the Genetor #Lathe MS-00006 Za-K00."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"There is only slight probing." he says, interjecting into their conversation
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+My Lords, it is of import that you make your way to see the... /Liege/ of this station+ Lieutenant Titus is almost in pain while using Moross's title in this way.
	Josef	connects to his servo-skull to give it new orders to inform Dr. Cyclops of the Lord-Captain's problem and his new patient.
	Vivian_Lorrena	did her best to keep from making any unpleasant faces. Unfortunately, a mild look of disdain crosses her features. She does not like medical examinations.
	Baine_Mort	"Josef, isn't that the Genetor who killed your last three patients?"
	Josef	"No, there was me."
	Vivian_Lorrena	immediately goes blank, a look saying 'what'. "..Pardon?"
	Josef	"By patients, he means the mutants I was taking 'care' of in the lower decks for two months with my chain axe and power axe."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+It appears that the balance of power in Footfall may be in danger of collapsing.+
	Baine_Mort	"Tomato Tomahto, same thing."
	Josef	"The three I captured did not survive my experiments."
	Vivian_Lorrena	"..What an old saying. I didn't think people still used it."
	Josef	+What appears to be the problem?+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+Moross appears to have overstepped his bounds and upset a faction of Footfall with some... leverage. I don't know the details, Master Josef.+
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	+Thank you Lieutenant, I will make my way there Immediately."
	Baine_Mort	"Sounds like we caused some of them." Mort Wipers to Josef
	Makh_Chomun	"Sounds like fun either way."
	Josef	"Maybe, Master Mort and I should stay on board the ship."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Looks like the ship tour will have to wait, let us go see this Liege"
	Makh_Chomun	"Lead the way, Captain."
	Vivian_Lorrena	gave a brief look of relief. This meant no medical examination just yet. Stepping up behind Friedrich, she'd cross her arms gently as she'd speak softly. "Seems to be a predicament, hm?"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Some sort of Imbalance of power." he says, before calling for a small escort of house guard
	Rosenkrantz_GM	In order to keep appearances, without rattling the cage unnecessarily, you take with you an escort of ten men down the familiar passageways and ornate umbilicals and bridge, to the Liege's Court. Already, you see similar groups of people, albeit with less impressive a presence, rushing to the Court as you are.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Moross is seated on the throne. He is in a heated exchange with ornately... if not aburdly-dressed corsairs.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	steps forward without and word and listens in
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"We given ye as much o' hush money as anyone else. Ye pick on us n' /confiscate/ valuable goods?! Ye've stepped o'er dat line, Moross. Ye be hinderin' business!"
	Makh_Chomun	squeezes both of his fists tight, a look of neatly contained anger flashes over his face before becoming neutral. +On your guard men, we have filth among us.+ He says over an encrypted HG frequency.
	Josef	's deep hatred of the pirate scum is slowly starting to manifest. The gears grind a bit harder than usual.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+Just say the word, Lord-Protector+
	Vivian_Lorrena	steps quietly to Friedrich's side, speaking softly and quietly. [Rogue Trader secret tongue]"How unfortunate that they think he's at fault. It'd be wise to present some proper evidence that it may be someone else. Anyone else that can take such a fall. It'd take a target off a very important back, no?"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	barely nods
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"You don't know what you're talking about, Captain. I ordered no such seisure of your cargo!"
	Josef	[Rogue Cant] "Pirate deserve death and nothing more."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Moross speaks sharply with that metallic tang to his voice.
	Vivian_Lorrena	continues speaking softly. [Rogue Trader] "If you give the word, I can find a man that has nothing. Willing to give his life as a patsy to accuse someone else. We give him a little of the product, and smear and remove someone else out of the picture."
	Baine_Mort	whispers to Josef, "Yep."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	gives Vivian a sideways glance before saying [Rogue Trader] "Do so."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Captain Sunnit, I will say this for the last time. You are out of line, and you would do well to leave!"
	Vivian_Lorrena	[Rogue Trader] "As you wish, Lord-Captain."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The corsair paces about, suddenly noticing your presence.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Ah, and what's this? Your /Lordship/ has arrived to pass judgement?" he says with a mocking tone. Apparently well aware of Friedrich's status as a Rogue Trader.
	Makh_Chomun	growls.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Ye still find use in this 'ere thief!" the irony is painful.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"What seems to be the issue?" he says, and giving Makh a warning glance
	Vivian_Lorrena	simply offers a warm smile, saying nothing as she'd simply watch. Her gaze slightly shifting towards her monocle.
	Vivian_Lorrena	whispers gently. +There is a weapon on his forearm. Under his coat. Be wary.+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"The issue, yer grace, is that Moross has decided he's a bit more than an overpaid posterchild of the station. The rat's got greedy, and taken me cargo!"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	turns to Moross for his response
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"This is nonsense. I would never hinder the business of Footfall. My very reputation of decades-long service as her Liege speaks to that!"
	Vivian_Lorrena	speaks up gently, her lips pursing lightly. "Is there proof of this?"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Oh? What's this then? Her majesty now wishes to chime in, does she?" as he mocks the Acquisitionist, he reaches into his coat.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	+On your word, Lord Protector...+ one of the House Guard impatiently addresses his commander.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"I would ask you to be respectful." he says, in as neutral a voice as he can muster
	Vivian_Lorrena	"My apologies."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Captain Sunnit produces a parchment and raises it high for everyone in the room to see.
	Josef	[Rogue Trader] "Should we teach this common filth some manners, Lord Chomun?"
	Makh_Chomun	+If I can't let 'em have it, neither can any of us, sit tight, lads.+
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Moross sent his dogs to seize me cargo, even handed o'er this 'ere note, the devils!"
	Vivian_Lorrena	whispers gently to Friedrich. [RT]"It would be wise to offer assistance to help find a culprit. We can say it's a forgery, a high detailed one at that."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Official inspection papers, they be! Hah!"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Are you sure they aren't a forgery.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"
	Vivian_Lorrena	brought her hand up to brush her hair back from her eye, revealing her monocle more. Gripping it lightly, she'd adjust the monocle with a light 'hm!'.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Don't be daft, princeling. It has the seal of the port's inspection authorities!"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Do you even know where you are? I'm sure that an inspector may be coerced into stamping just about anything."
	Vivian_Lorrena	"Is it difficult to obtain an official seal and use it to one's personal whims?" As she asked, she'd look mildly curious. Innocently so.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"A false inspector with the resources to bring about several shuttles, and fifty uniformed men to seize me cargo? Do you think me stupid, boy?!" Captain Sunnit begins to pace in the direction of the Lord-Captain.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"I offer this, My party and I will launch a full Investigation to bring the guilty party to justice. In the name of the God-Emperor!"
	Makh_Chomun	steps up until he is but a foot behind and to the left of the Lord-Captain, and gives the corsair a warning glare, his hand brushing one of his holsters.
	Baine_Mort	his hand moves to his side, ready to draw his bolt pistol at a moments notice if need.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Hah! Yer corpse-king don't matter a grox's shite out here, boy!"
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Blasphemy..." one of the Guards says under his breath.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Now, If you'd excuse us, I have matters to discuss with Lord Moross."
	Vivian_Lorrena	chimes out gently, in a sing-song tone. "At least let us offer assistance~ It could prove to be beneficial to have multiple eyes looking around, no?"
	Josef	prepares his power axe and chain axe.
	Josef	"LISTEN, YOU INSUFFERABLE PILE OF --"
	Vivian_Lorrena	gently steps back and places her hand on Josef's shoulder. Gripping gently, she'd hum out softly to him. "Josef, darling. Calm yourself. We're in esteemed company..! You wouldn't want to embarrass your Lord-Captain, would you?" Her hand then went down to pat his arm that was carrying his power axe. "Gather your wits, darling."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Hah! Yer walkin' wrench be havin' a malfunction, boy!"
	Josef	sheathes his weapons and makes the sign of the Machine God.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Enough, Sunnit!" Moross calls from his throne.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Let Lord-Captain Friedrich speak!"
	Makh_Chomun	nods his appreciation to the Acquisionist.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	The Corsair gives a mocking bow, 'presenting' the way to the throne.
	Vivian_Lorrena	offered a genuine smile and returned back to Friedrich's side. Clasping her hands in front of herself, she'd stand straight and otherwise listen intently, for now.
	Josef	[Techna-lingua] "...From the weakness of the mind, Omnissiah saves us."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	makes his way to the throne, ignoring the Corsair as he passes
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Lord-Captain," Moross addresses you cordially, while alternating glances with Captain Sunnit.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"If I could speak to the lord in...privacy." he says to Captain fuckface
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	*Corsair
	Josef	[Techna-lingua] "From the lies of the antipath, circuitry preserve us."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Aye," he steps back a few paces, to the group of his lackeys waiting among the croud of courtiers.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	He appears to be giving them instructions as you have your audience.
	Makh_Chomun	watches the Corsair as he moves to his own group.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"I'm sure that this is nothing more than a misunderstanding." he says to Moross quietly
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Slightly more precarious than that..."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"There are witnesses who claim to have seen the group of men come into their warehouse, while the overseer waited outside with those inspection papers in hand. This is a disaster."
	Vivian_Lorrena	raised a brow slightly. Her lips thinning into a frown. Whispers would soon follow. +Seems someone is set for doing something. Captain Sunnit is intending to set off immediately after something. Warp engines will be ready to jump. I do not know what, yet. It might be wise to stay on our toes, for Moross' sake.+
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"But I assure you, you have the Dynast's full support in finding the /True/ culprits."
	Makh_Chomun	+Ever vigilant.+ He intones to himself and his men and women.
	Josef	continues his prayers while trying to ignore the pirates around him.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Captain Friedrich, you are new to these parts. But it isn't Sunnit I worry about. Do you know which outfit he belongs to?"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"I am currently uninformed of his or his connections."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"That ragged creature is under the employ of Corsair-Captain Jalthas Mettiere. He rarely takes any interest in Footfall, but he is notoriously savage to anyone who crosses him. There are many factions on Footfall who would be swayed to support the lowly Sunnit, if only to avoid the wrath of Mettiere."
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Precarious indeed."
	Vivian_Lorrena	quietly, simply watches the Corsair, bringing her hand up to adjust her monocole. She knew of the weapon on Captain Sunnit. But what of the others? Taking a head count, she'd try to discreetly keep tabs on the others, for now.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Well Lord Moross, I will keep that in mind as we conduct out investigation ." he says, bowing
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Thank you, Lord-Captain."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Are ye finally done, then? Wouldn't want ta interrupt yer pleasantries now."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	His men errupt in laughter.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Maybe you could learn from them." he says cooly as he makes his way towards the door
	Makh_Chomun	continues to stare many fist sized holes through the pirate group across from him.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	"Oh, ye think this is over, do ye boy? Greener than the shite brought in from the agriworlds last week!"
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"I'm rather done with you." he says to himself
	Vivian_Lorrena	looks upwards with a light sigh, quietly wondering what she was thrust into, before she'd adjust her clothing with a light huff, only to follow behind Friedrich. As she walked, her gaze would cut towards Captain Sunnit, before she would offer a warm smile. "Good day to you, gentlemen." A knowing glint crossed her gaze, just before she'd turn away and catch up with her Lord Captain.
	Baine_Mort	turns and follows the Lord Captain.
	Rosenkrantz_GM	Sunnit's men whistle and hoot at Vivian as she walks out.
	Friedrich_Rosenkrantz	"Viv dear, how bad of an idea would it be to rid ourselves of them?" he says, before adding with a sigh "I'm only kidding."
	Vivian_Lorrena	says nothing. Instead she'd bring her hand up to kiss her fingertips, before blowing the men a kiss with a smile. Giving a flick of her hair, she'd start to happily hum as she'd follow close. +Well, that was fun.+
	Vivian_Lorrena	laughed softly. "Well. They're already displaying how incompetent they are, by losing the cargo in the first place. They'll probably be delt with in due time."
	Makh_Chomun	+Let's move lads, and make it snappy. If we're in the same room as that scum for one more minute I'll play cello with their collective spines.+
	Baine_Mort	[Rogue  Trader] "Well, looks like we started a shit storm." Mort says to Josef.
	Josef	[Rogue Cant] "The sooner this problem is dealt with the better."
	Rosenkrantz_GM	With some reluctance, the Houseguard follow in formation.
	Vivian_Lorrena	contemplates grabbing a coffee with a delicious cookie or two.