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Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

I'll provide the sheet as soon as I know it has a chance

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

@Jbcool or/and @HankI know you said 1 character per player BUT I've noticed we have no astropath, a rather important role. It would give me something/someone to play during warp travel, and after particularly strenuous warp travel. Feel free to say no (obviously it's your game) but I am just asking

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

Gravius was surprised at the Lord captains willingness to hear the tarot, most humans at his station thought the tarot was am unreliable superstition. Well, at least some humans were smart enough to trust the portents of the Emperor himself. "The first card is really all you need to know the tone of the reading. I drew the emperor of mankind, inversed, I assume you know what that means. I drew also the knight inversed, the galaxy and the Daemon, the cards speak ill of future journeys, the malign influence of the warp, lies deceit and dishonor, great journeys and great violence and the presence of chaos. By my reading it most likely regards our journey into the unknown Lord Captain, I suggest we read lightly and take as few chances as possible in our venture beyond Imperium space."

His piece said, Gravius closed his eyes, trying to meditate in the tiny shuttle. Trying to concentrate, Gravius moved his thoughts to the station below, it wouldn't be long now before they landed... but something was wrong. Although he could not gleam anything specific, he felt a massive sense of tension pulsing through the immaterium, originating from the station. He could feel suppressed violence ready to burst free, fear kept in check with hate, scatterings of other emotions reached him, it all pointed to one thing. The small group on the shuttle were flying into a real dangerous situation.

Gravius opened his eyes, listening to anything the Lord captain had to say about his report of the tarot. Once the captain finished Gravius spoke again, "One more thing Lord captain, I fear the station may be... unstable at the moment. Emotion stirs deeply in the warp, and many ripples are radiating from the very station we are descending to... we may want to be ready for a fight." Gravius frowned deeply, he had no intention of dying on some abandoned backwater outpost. He felt the ship beginning to slow, they were almost arrived at outpost 57.

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

@Flaggso question, I assume Aryon is obscuring his own presence in the warp? If he is it won't affect my next post but if he is not a psyker if his power would definitely register with Gravius

Plague-Hunters

@NanoFreakV2 let's use pm. Sry for lack of activity, gotten a bit busy

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

Gravius did not like his new Lord captain, in fact Gravius intensely DISLIKED Horatio Drake. In his mind, Drake was like every other Trader noble, pompous, paranoid and generally full of himself. The way that Lord captain Drake answered Gravius's question, sneering and patronizing, was no way a human, high born or not, should speak to a blessed Navigator... it was going to be a long descent to the outpost. The way he looked at Gravius when he spoke... in it was the contempt with which mam beheld mutant.

Obviously Gravius did not dignify Horatio with a response and merely nodded, hiding a glare with his hood. As the small group embarked on the craft that would bring them to Outpost 57 Gravius decided he would tell the Lord captain of the portents in the Emperor's tarot, which would either make him nervous, or laugh at the Navigator. Gravius intentionally sat almost directly across from Drake intent on showing that he would not back down from the Lord captains accusations. As the ship shuttered and hummed, Gravius continued to pray, though now it was more for luck that there would be few complications on the grimy station below.

"Navigator Gravius, tell me for I can not be certain of the reasoning, but how came you to be in my service?I realize that I hired you, of course, but it was Mr. Briggs who came to know your particulars. I would be equally interested to know." Gravius sighed under his breath, not that he could easily have been heard if he had shouted his sigh, but more because Gravius had been waiting for the question for awhile... and he was not a good liar. "I'm surprised Mr. Briggs didn't inform you, though he clearly informed someone as one of my attendants overheard your loose lipped deck hands gossiping about it. I will tell you flatly Lord captain, I am in exile because I murdered another Navigator in my own house. It was, in truth, not what I had expected to happen when I confronted him over being a disgusting heretic... Though now that I look back on it the outcome of his death was inevitable, it's my exile that makes no sense." That should satisfy the bastard. Gravius sighed again, "I do have... news of a sort Lord captain, about the tarot if you would hear it." Gravius did not want to be stuck in a small space with Horatio much longer, and truly hope they would arrive at the outpost in due haste.

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

Gravius sat in his Navigational Sanctum, deep in meditation. He had been meditating for several hours, until one of his attendants stirred him. He opened his eyes, and with them his look of tranquility changed to one of annoyance. Before him stood the ship's first mate, one Mr. Briggs. "The Lord Captain requests your presence with him on Outpost 57, please prepare your things." With that the man turned on his heel and walked out of the sanctum. Grumbling Gravius stood, smoothing out his robes and retrieving his staff.

He made his way to his quarters to retrieve the rest of his personal effects, including his auto pistol and holster. As he prepared his things Gravius wondered for what reason the captain wished his company on his trip to the outpost? It was no doubt a hive of scum, heresy and general filth, no place for a Navigator of his caliber. As he finished fixing the pistol and holster beneath his robes Gravius caught the Emperor's tarot cards in the corner of his eye. He sighed, and decided to see what the future could hold. Gravius sat cross legged on the floor focusing the energy of the immaterium of the deck, he breathed in, and out slowly and deeply, and drew his first card. His brow furrowed, he had drawn the Emperor of mankind... inversed, an ill omen of the malign influence of the warp. He drew the next 3 cards, the knight inversed, the galaxy, and the Daemon. Gravius frowned, portents of lies and deceit, exploration and doom... a poor way to start ones day.

Gravius quickly put his cards back together and placed them back on his cot. He quickly grabbed his prayer beads and staff and walked swiftly through the ship's corridors. As he muttered myriad prayers and litanies Gravius passed many servitirs and other crew, rather rudely pushing a few out of the way. He turned his mind away from the portents of the tarot as he entered the hanger, focusing instead on the journey ahead.

As he arrived at the shuttle that would carry them to the station Gravius took his place next to the shuttle ramp. Less than a minute after his arrival, the Lord captain came walking through the hanger door. As Horatio Drake approached his arms men each saluted him with the Aquila as he passed, ending just in front of Gravius, "Navigator are we ready to go? Are you ready to go?

Gravius gave a shallow bow and answered the Lord captain, "I can speak only for myself Lord captain. I am prepared to go... but I must ask, for what reason do you insist that I accompany you to the cesspool of Outpost 57? Would I not be more useful to you here Lord captain? "

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

I'll post up tomorrow

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

... I feel so lost...

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

Ok I edited my sheet! Please tel me what you guys think!