ClocktowerEchos — Roleplayer Guild

"In my hand is a small badge with the ability to damn billions to their deaths and yet this weapon is to never see an open battle. 
For us Inquisitors fight a war against shadows, in the shadows, and born of shadows; glory is not part of the job description."

"Chasing the one known as Kartez Korhallen is the greatest test I have ever faced; but my soul is armored in faith. The Imperial Creed guides me, banishing all doubt or regret. The Emperor stands with us and I have felt the purity of his righteousness. I have witnessed his glory burn away the darkness. I have seen the Imperium's indomitable ferocity unleashed upon its many enemies. I saw courage and valor displayed in his most honorable name. I bear witness to the unwavering loyalty which he inspires. No fortress can stand against his fury, no fury, his protection, no corruption, his light. There is no curse which he cannot sunder for his glory shines to those who embrace his ideals. 

Everything I have done, sacrificed, preformed, investigate and committed has been in his name to protect his Imperium but now I have failed. I beg for repentance but I have not the breath for it but I do wish to note that he has lead me to all of my actions. I can only pray to him that my apprentice can take up my mantle and continue my work. My time is near but her's is just beginning. My child, if you ever find this, I am sorry I have left you with precious little for you to work with but as of now, I ordain you an official servant of his majesty; thou are now an Inquisitor of your own right. The appropriate officials have already been contacted. Please, hunt down this vile slave of Chaos... for me... for the Imperium... for the Empero––"Dying breath of Inquisitor Karthis moments before his ship was destroyed

While the Imperial Guard and the Adeptus Astartes may fight in glorious open battle with songs sung to their names, you have been gathered for a very different type of war. Not one which requires you to charge a bunker head on or drop from orbit in glorified metal box (under ideal circumstances), but one which requires a more inquisitive eye and a more specialized skill set.

In case you haven't figured it out by now, this is a 40k RP based around an Inquisitor and their retinue taking nod from the Dark Heresy RPG game and The Emperors Blade's brilliant RP which inspired all of this which you can see here. So in a way all credit goes to him for this. That said, I'm not nearly as well versed in the at of GMing real tabletop games, never mind Dark Heresy so there will be obvious differences and I am going to have to ask for forgiveness for any derps I may make. That said, I will be attempting to mimics DH is some limited form. As to what you (the players) will be playing, everyone will be part of an inquisitorial retinue lead by an Inquisitor played by @Ollumhammersong.

In regards to writing, this should be about High Casual in that I'm looking for players who can write 2-3 paragraphs at least and have a level of maturity and understanding of how to write a good collective story instead of trying to constantly do their own thing. As to number of players, I'm looking for a handful of people like 4-5 with the Inquisitor included at max. If there's more then who will be accepted will be discussed between me and the Inquisitor.

Rules:

My Word is Law – I am a hardass GM but I do not wish to have to use an iron fist. I am willing to talk but what I say goes unless I go against it and I also reserve the right to go against my own rules should I deem it necessary. @Ollumhammersong is a co-GM and his word should be respected unless I personally say something on it.
This is inspired by Dark Heresy, but not a Dark Heresy RP and such will not be exactly following everything it presents. Please do excuse any deeps I may have.
Be mature when dealing with one another and keep any disagreements strictly IC
Do understand the circumstances which the IC is taking place, I promise you there’s a reason why you can’t bring a twin linked plasma cannon and a D-weapon and that I am trying my best to make a good story here.

Character Sheet Guide:

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[b]NAME:[/b]

[b]AGE:[/b]

[b]GENDER:[/b]

[b]PREVIOUS OCCUPATION:[/b]
Basically what did you do before you got picked up by the Inquisitor? Think of this as your "class" and remember that retinues have more than just people with guns who are combat-oriented.

[b]WARGEAR:[/b]
Don't go overboard and keep it reasonable. You shouldn't be hiding a lascannon up your ass at all times.

[b]NOTABLE EVENTS:[/b]
Events in your character's life which has made them a special snowflake and landed them in the retinue to begin with.

[b]PERSONALITY:[/b]
A quick run down of your character's general demeanor. Just put down some outstanding traits they may show, I don't need a full mental psychological breakdown and a medical record.

[b]TIME WITH INQUISITOR[/b]
How long have you been with the Inquisitor? This can be as vauge or detailed as you wish; collab/talk with the Inquisitor if you really want to make some background stuff.

RP Discord Chat

A spark of life in the darkness of the internals of the egg was met with prompt questioning by its occupant. Who of course was immediately questioning as to why the hell was it so dark. Guess a "spark of life" isn't a "spark of light". And who was the one inside of this egg you might ask? 

A pure ball of snark named Svegg, that's who.

Being as tiny as he was, there was a decent amount of room for him to roll around in. In pitch darkness. Because interior designing is a hell of a lot cheaper when the person can't actually see whats in front of them. Svegg realized that his biological alarm clock was calling for him as he some how knew everything and his sense came to. He heard the echoing inside of his shell, how it was actually pretty warm, and this faint unending taste of salt in his mouth. He experimentally punched the egg to try and get out. Nothing happened. Again, a bit harder. Nothing happened. Once more the fist met the inside of the egg. Nothing happened. Svegg was starting to get annoyed, noted by the fact he was now yelling and shaking the egg that it could be heard and seen from the outside.
"HHHHHHRRRRRAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

One unceremonious head butt later, the dwarf-Ig found himself face first on the outside world. What a way to see the light. "Damn dem eggz are 'ard. Dey suppost'd to be roks?" only just born and Svegg was already sassing the hell out of the world, they grow up so quick.

Looking around, he saw that his head butting had knocked over another Ig who was supposedly tapping on his blue and gold shell, now sporting a Svegg head-shaped hole from which the dwarf man himself came out of, "Oo dat fak are ye? Ye also part o' dat batch?"

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