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You guys still taking Apps? I'm thinking of a Gunslinger Desperado or Outlaw on the run sort of character come in to Blackfinger to lay low before starting a fresh spree of crime.
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The Gregorian - Imperium (Warhammer 50K RP, The Shape of the Nightmare to Come)
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7 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Inquisitor Alexius listened to Emperor Gregori's orders, he shook his head and silently sighed, returning his attention to looking out at the Forge-World below.
One of the one of the various crew aides, orderlies who perform the various odd-jobs aboard Saint's Chariot, walked onto the bridge and approached the Master of the Inquisition, a folded sheet of paper in his hand only roughly bigger than his palm.
"Master Inquisitor? Communique from the Ordo."
Alexius looked over briefly and took the small note in his hand, the aide retreating from the room promptly. This communication method was extremely primitive, but it was one of the few ways to keep a message more secret with the right people involved rather than just regular vox channels. And this was a message he did intend to keep to himself, it was from Inquisitor Malodrax, the Inquisitor he had on Special Assignment within the Starfort of the Relictors. Officially, Malodrax was not there, and certainly not operating under Alexius' orders, but unofficially he was Alexius' eyes and ears within the ship and over the Relictors for at least this operation.
He hadn't received any messages from him until now, as was expected. Special Assignment dictated only communication when absolutely necessary, and only to Master Alexius through particular channels. The message itself was short and simple:
Lattore and Co. engaged with Rogue Astartes against the Archenemy on Forge-Moon Surface. Heavy Resistance. Communications suggest some foes of Daemonic nature, Dark Mechanicus involvement hypothesized. Maintaining Assignment.
Alexius glanced up and over at the others in the room before folding up the note into his coat and looking over at Emperor Gregori.
"Seems my people may have uncovered some potential other factors at play down on the Moon. The Relictors rushed to the aid of fellow Astartes down there, a Rogue Chapter of former loyalists by appearances, and may both be facing forces of the Warp. These Astartes must have struck a bargain with the Mechanicus to have been fighting down there before our arrival, and obviously these Heretics are more than just a mere insurrection, even though it may have started with Traitors from within the Magos' circle. Who knows? Maybe it'll help give us an angle in our negotiations?"
One of the one of the various crew aides, orderlies who perform the various odd-jobs aboard Saint's Chariot, walked onto the bridge and approached the Master of the Inquisition, a folded sheet of paper in his hand only roughly bigger than his palm.
"Master Inquisitor? Communique from the Ordo."
Alexius looked over briefly and took the small note in his hand, the aide retreating from the room promptly. This communication method was extremely primitive, but it was one of the few ways to keep a message more secret with the right people involved rather than just regular vox channels. And this was a message he did intend to keep to himself, it was from Inquisitor Malodrax, the Inquisitor he had on Special Assignment within the Starfort of the Relictors. Officially, Malodrax was not there, and certainly not operating under Alexius' orders, but unofficially he was Alexius' eyes and ears within the ship and over the Relictors for at least this operation.
He hadn't received any messages from him until now, as was expected. Special Assignment dictated only communication when absolutely necessary, and only to Master Alexius through particular channels. The message itself was short and simple:
Lattore and Co. engaged with Rogue Astartes against the Archenemy on Forge-Moon Surface. Heavy Resistance. Communications suggest some foes of Daemonic nature, Dark Mechanicus involvement hypothesized. Maintaining Assignment.
Alexius glanced up and over at the others in the room before folding up the note into his coat and looking over at Emperor Gregori.
"Seems my people may have uncovered some potential other factors at play down on the Moon. The Relictors rushed to the aid of fellow Astartes down there, a Rogue Chapter of former loyalists by appearances, and may both be facing forces of the Warp. These Astartes must have struck a bargain with the Mechanicus to have been fighting down there before our arrival, and obviously these Heretics are more than just a mere insurrection, even though it may have started with Traitors from within the Magos' circle. Who knows? Maybe it'll help give us an angle in our negotiations?"
@Fyre Unholy
Gideon leaned back and looked out the window at the ruined surrounding town.
"Easy. The Belfry of the local Chapel is the tallest building in town. You can see for a couple miles all around. Nobody that I know of has claimed it as a residence, though it would make a good sniper's nest if you don't mind the bird shit. I'd wager the ladder up to conduct maintenance on the old bells is still intact. If you're not a fan of that, then any roof should work to give you a decent perception, and if you're nervous about waltzing around on any old roof, you could use the roof of my . . . "house". I can guarantee the roof shouldn't immediately cave in."
He then finished off the last dregs of his drink and the last bite of his food before looking back over at Andrew.
"You said you have two questions, what was the second?"
Gideon leaned back and looked out the window at the ruined surrounding town.
"Easy. The Belfry of the local Chapel is the tallest building in town. You can see for a couple miles all around. Nobody that I know of has claimed it as a residence, though it would make a good sniper's nest if you don't mind the bird shit. I'd wager the ladder up to conduct maintenance on the old bells is still intact. If you're not a fan of that, then any roof should work to give you a decent perception, and if you're nervous about waltzing around on any old roof, you could use the roof of my . . . "house". I can guarantee the roof shouldn't immediately cave in."
He then finished off the last dregs of his drink and the last bite of his food before looking back over at Andrew.
"You said you have two questions, what was the second?"
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The Gregorian - Imperium (Warhammer 50K RP, The Shape of the Nightmare to Come)
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7 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
@agentmanatee I'm still here.
@Ezekiel
Up for a collab, or at least permission to use chars who might be employees of yours at Sunset?
Up for a collab, or at least permission to use chars who might be employees of yours at Sunset?
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The Gregorian - Imperium (Warhammer 50K RP, The Shape of the Nightmare to Come)
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7 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
@Wraithblade6 I'll be tossing something at you tonight worry not.
As for availability think heretics, mutants, generally anything not a daemon or CSM and maybe a few daemon engines.
I've got something planned tho so hold on
Hmmmm. I mean, I was thinking of making a Tzeentchian Sorcerer of some sort. But I've been hesitant about doing it so long as Alexius is still alive.
Putting in a placeholder post for myself, will likely have a CS up by tonight or tomorrow if I can think of an interesting idea.
Group: Broadsword Mobile Infantry Company
Banner:
Leader: Victor Godwin
Formerly of Aegis Defence Services, Victor Godwin is an experienced Mercenary. Trained in the British Army, he transferred out of the regulars for what he thought might be the more lucrative and fulfilling job of a PMC. He has served in Iraq and Afghanistan since the early 2000s, aiding in Aegis' mandate of providing support and protection to the US Assets involved in the reconstruction efforts of both nations. During his stint in Aegis, he grew frustrated at being mostly a responsive, defensive force, he desired to be part of a more offensive, autonomous organization, something to take the fight to the enemies they were paid to kill, not merely wait for them to strike first.
Thus, when Aegis was bought up by GardaWorld and their contracts were set to come up for re-negotiation, Victor, and roughly a couple dozen like-minded individuals decided to take matters into their own hands and taking a couple Humvees and their kits, they went rogue and off the grid in war-torn Taraq, founding the Broadsword Mobile Infantry Company, his own PMC, and started making a name for himself, a saviour and honourable soldier to some, a criminal and deserter to others.
Teams:
The Broadsword Mobile Infantry Company is divided into five squads of six members each.
Squad 1, "Desert Foxes"
Squad 2, "Desert Eagles"
Squad 3, "Desert Scorpions"
Squad 4, "Desert Vipers"
Squad 5, "Desert Rats"
Description: The Broadsword Mobile Infantry Company is officially a PMC, unofficially, they're basically a paramilitary group that has sought to profit off of providing its services as an attack unit to whatever warlord or ruler of Taraq-to-be pays them the highest wages. They make a rule to be seen as a reliable company, regardless of who they're working for, or what they're told to do, they will see a contract fulfilled to the letter, so long as it is agreed upon between Godwin and their clients, and they are paid their agreed upon fee.
They have five rules of operations:
1: Godwin's word is law, and has the final say in all contracts, and disputes both within and without the Company.
2: Abide exactly by whatever the terms the Client and whose contract they've agreed to demands of them, as instructed by Godwin.
3: When not on contract, anyone with a weapon who picks a fight with them is fair game.
4: If payment of contract is not forthcoming, then take the value of their services out of said former client's material and human assets.
5: No indiscriminate killing of non-combatant targets without provable cause (IEDs, bomb vests, child soldiers, etc.), or unless ordered to via terms of the contract.
History: The Broadsword Mobile Infantry Company is a fairly recent PMC on the scene of Taraq. Comprised of veterans of various levels of combat experience from different nationalities (Mostly British, American, and increasingly native Taraqan as the casualties among the original members mount over time, and foreign nationals not always being the ideal candidates for replacements), they have wandered throughout Taraq for the last few years from client to client, earning their name as a dependable band of mercenaries for anyone to hire, readying to strike the enemies of their clients at any moment, all they need to do is agree to the right terms and right price.
They accept pay in funds or material, but all must be done in person and in physical portable goods at whatever point in time is agreed upon for full payment. They don't accept cheques or credit, and certainly aren't trustworthy of promises of payment.
Their ethical codes, for obvious reasons, have not always been the greatest, as Godwin has put the survival of the company above various accords on combat and non-combatants over the course of their time in Taraq (not to mention the fact that many of its original members are considered renegades in the PMC world), but he has striven to uphold basic ethical guidelines where he could, and put the reputation for the company's reliability to undertake any contract first and foremost where he could not.
Over this time, they've worked for political contenders, regional officials large and small, and figure-heads of various groups and organizations within Taraq, some long-standing and still existing, most coming and going with the desert sands.
Since the fall of al-Qurait and most of its surrounding environs to the Black Cobras and their consolidated forces, Broadsword (whom were not offered a stake in the Cobras' take-over) has had to pull back their field of operations and have been left wandering as most of the other prospective clients have bunkered down in their own strongholds and tightened their holds on their resources to await for the Cobras' next move.
Thus, when the UN tapped them for an opportunity to work for them in cooperation for what was apparently to be a full-scale operation to retake the capital of al-Qurait, Broadsword and their commander, Victor Godwin were happy to jump at the chance of potentially making some money off of working for such a large client, but also for the chance to clear their names of any blemishes to their reputations.
Group: Broadsword Mobile Infantry Company
Banner:
Leader: Victor Godwin
Formerly of Aegis Defence Services, Victor Godwin is an experienced Mercenary. Trained in the British Army, he transferred out of the regulars for what he thought might be the more lucrative and fulfilling job of a PMC. He has served in Iraq and Afghanistan since the early 2000s, aiding in Aegis' mandate of providing support and protection to the US Assets involved in the reconstruction efforts of both nations. During his stint in Aegis, he grew frustrated at being mostly a responsive, defensive force, he desired to be part of a more offensive, autonomous organization, something to take the fight to the enemies they were paid to kill, not merely wait for them to strike first.
Thus, when Aegis was bought up by GardaWorld and their contracts were set to come up for re-negotiation, Victor, and roughly a couple dozen like-minded individuals decided to take matters into their own hands and taking a couple Humvees and their kits, they went rogue and off the grid in war-torn Taraq, founding the Broadsword Mobile Infantry Company, his own PMC, and started making a name for himself, a saviour and honourable soldier to some, a criminal and deserter to others.
Teams:
The Broadsword Mobile Infantry Company is divided into five squads of six members each.
Squad 1, "Desert Foxes"
Squad 2, "Desert Eagles"
Squad 3, "Desert Scorpions"
Squad 4, "Desert Vipers"
Squad 5, "Desert Rats"
Description: The Broadsword Mobile Infantry Company is officially a PMC, unofficially, they're basically a paramilitary group that has sought to profit off of providing its services as an attack unit to whatever warlord or ruler of Taraq-to-be pays them the highest wages. They make a rule to be seen as a reliable company, regardless of who they're working for, or what they're told to do, they will see a contract fulfilled to the letter, so long as it is agreed upon between Godwin and their clients, and they are paid their agreed upon fee.
They have five rules of operations:
1: Godwin's word is law, and has the final say in all contracts, and disputes both within and without the Company.
2: Abide exactly by whatever the terms the Client and whose contract they've agreed to demands of them, as instructed by Godwin.
3: When not on contract, anyone with a weapon who picks a fight with them is fair game.
4: If payment of contract is not forthcoming, then take the value of their services out of said former client's material and human assets.
5: No indiscriminate killing of non-combatant targets without provable cause (IEDs, bomb vests, child soldiers, etc.), or unless ordered to via terms of the contract.
History: The Broadsword Mobile Infantry Company is a fairly recent PMC on the scene of Taraq. Comprised of veterans of various levels of combat experience from different nationalities (Mostly British, American, and increasingly native Taraqan as the casualties among the original members mount over time, and foreign nationals not always being the ideal candidates for replacements), they have wandered throughout Taraq for the last few years from client to client, earning their name as a dependable band of mercenaries for anyone to hire, readying to strike the enemies of their clients at any moment, all they need to do is agree to the right terms and right price.
They accept pay in funds or material, but all must be done in person and in physical portable goods at whatever point in time is agreed upon for full payment. They don't accept cheques or credit, and certainly aren't trustworthy of promises of payment.
Their ethical codes, for obvious reasons, have not always been the greatest, as Godwin has put the survival of the company above various accords on combat and non-combatants over the course of their time in Taraq (not to mention the fact that many of its original members are considered renegades in the PMC world), but he has striven to uphold basic ethical guidelines where he could, and put the reputation for the company's reliability to undertake any contract first and foremost where he could not.
Over this time, they've worked for political contenders, regional officials large and small, and figure-heads of various groups and organizations within Taraq, some long-standing and still existing, most coming and going with the desert sands.
Since the fall of al-Qurait and most of its surrounding environs to the Black Cobras and their consolidated forces, Broadsword (whom were not offered a stake in the Cobras' take-over) has had to pull back their field of operations and have been left wandering as most of the other prospective clients have bunkered down in their own strongholds and tightened their holds on their resources to await for the Cobras' next move.
Thus, when the UN tapped them for an opportunity to work for them in cooperation for what was apparently to be a full-scale operation to retake the capital of al-Qurait, Broadsword and their commander, Victor Godwin were happy to jump at the chance of potentially making some money off of working for such a large client, but also for the chance to clear their names of any blemishes to their reputations.
Gideon nodded over at Amy as she left.
"Pleasure to meet you, see yea around."
He looked back over at Gideon, whom was looking over at one Max's guys.
"Yeah, you caught me at brunch here. I normally sleep in most of the day, then get to work at night. People noticed and gave me the name, I liked it. Hence, the name stuck."
He then leaned back to his normal position in his chair in and went back to eating the remains of his food. He spoke in between bites.
"So, do you have any specific questions, or do you want to me to continue handing a few more pearls of wisdom I've picked up around here?"
"Pleasure to meet you, see yea around."
He looked back over at Gideon, whom was looking over at one Max's guys.
"Yeah, you caught me at brunch here. I normally sleep in most of the day, then get to work at night. People noticed and gave me the name, I liked it. Hence, the name stuck."
He then leaned back to his normal position in his chair in and went back to eating the remains of his food. He spoke in between bites.
"So, do you have any specific questions, or do you want to me to continue handing a few more pearls of wisdom I've picked up around here?"
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