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"Many are the faces of the enemy, and many are the hands which do its work. I trust no-one and spare no effort until I am satisfied that all of Chaos' servants are purged from this place" - Inquisitor Silas Hand, Ordo Malleus

Inquisitors. Hunters of the Imperium of Man. While the Imperial Guard receive the glory and honor, the hunters of the Inquisition toil in the shadows of the Imperium weeding out that which wishes to be hidden. Cancers of the Imperium that seek to destroy the Imperium of Man from within rather than without. The traitor, the mutant, the heretic; these are the prey of the Ordo Hereticus and it is this secretive order that our story falls upon. In the underbelly of 'Lorrin's Inferno', a rumor has begun to rise within the ranks of the Hereticus of a traitorous group known simply as 'The Silent Separatists' that has been gaining power within the Hive City. So much so that there are whispers that the Separatists intend to finally step into the light in open defiance. Something known as 'Darkest Night'. The Ordo Hereticus has taken interest in these matters and has assigned it's finest agents to weed out the Separatists and crush the rebellion before they can do harm to the Imperium....


This is obviously an Inquisitor story. One that will not be centered on mutants and aliens but rather the threat of traitors within the Imperium itself. As stated above, we would be playing members of the Ordo Hereticus and be investigating the rumors of the Silent Separatists. As we dig and investigate, slowly our Inquisitors will begin to discover that there is indeed more to the Separatists than was first thought and that they may in fact be a true threat to the very Imperium itself.

Below are some images of some Inquisitors I would love to use as characters. At most, I would like to see a team of 4 but I am perfectly fine playing 2 as well!

Male Inquisitors:
Revaan Garrick
Helstrein Greykin
Mordecai Barbosa
Thane von Hroth
Marious Canto

Female Inquisitors:
Celia von Ryke
Danika Thrail
Vakenna van Keel
Tasha Credar
Fae Emeldus





"Though we stand tall within our Knights, we are not above the laws of men. Let every tyrant tremble in my sight should he think himself immune. As long as I draw breath the guilty will be punished, be they xenos invader, cursed traitor or highborn criminal." - Freeblade Dyros 'The Scorched Knight'

Knights, relics of a forgotten age. Armored machines of war and symbols of the heroes of old. Where ever these noble warriors are found, death is sure to follow. Though many of these knights serve ancient and noble houses, some of these titanic beings have forsaken their houses for one reason or another and have taken to roaming the stars in search of that which drives them: honour, vengeance, penance. These knights often become myths and legends among those lucky enough to be in their shadows; "Atgos the Silent", "Blade of Finality", "Dauntless Valour". Some of these Freeblades are happy to wander the universe alone. Others band together in the darkness, shining beacons that bring hope to the hopeless...

We would be playing a group of Freeblades who have banded together to roam the universe aboard the Dauntless Class Light Cruiser "Break of Dawn" with their own private army. Diligently, they serve the Emperor and go where the fight takes them. These Freeblades operate as an independent entity that serve the Imperium for one reason or another, free of the constraints of their houses and free to seek out any engagement that requires their attention; for these Freeblades have not only learned to be skilled warriors but accomplished diplomats and merchants. I anticipate us playing the main pilots of the Imperial Knights and their respective scouts that make up their packs. I imagine at most we'll be playing a total of 3 unique characters each for a total of 6
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Beneath The Black Spire
Deep Deserts
2 weeks ago...


For months, the slaves in the catacombs beneath the spire had been whispering of a voice that called to them in their dreams. The voice of a woman that beckoned them to dig into the stone and to dig deep, that she was waiting for them to free her and would reward them graciously. At first, it seemed like nothing more than an urban legend. Lord Ferenczy had responded by throwing the mortals into the Reaver pens where they were killed and they themselves became Reavers. However, the whispers persisted still. Shai'this wasn't an idiot. The whispers were happening for a reason and he couldn't ignore them forever, let alone keep throwing slaves to the Reavers. So, Ferenczy responded by telling the overseers to allow the slaves to dig and to report to him if they found anything of significance.

At first, he heard nothing. Months passed and Shai'this had nearly given up when one of the overseers came running into his chambers. The slaves had discovered an anti-chamber deep beneath the spire. What's more, there was a sarcophagus that appeared to be sealed tight. Ferenczy walked with purpose with the underling through the catacombs towards the dig site, his blood red eyes glowing in the dark. When he spoke, he had a voice that sounded like rolling thunder. Like the voice of a god (or a devil). It demanded you listen and held power in it's baritone.

"Have the slaves disturbed the sarcophagus?" the Lord asked as he moved ahead, the underling doing his best to keep in toe with his master.

"No, my lord. The slaves are eager to open it however. As we grew closer and closer to breaking ground into the antechamber, their dreams became more frequent to the point they were having waking dreams" the underling said. Interesting. Whatever was in the sarcophagus had a great deal of power, there was no doubt of that.

"Do we know how old the sarcophagus is?" he asked. The underling shook his head before speaking.

"Not exactly, my lord. Our mages theorize however that both the sarcophagus and the antechamber are nearly as old as the Spire itself" he said. Shai'this' mouth twitched into a slight smirk. Perhaps whatever was in the sarcophagus could give him the secrets of the spire and explain why it was built in the first place. A wamphyri warrior passed by them, dragging a dead slave behind him. The corpse looked broken, bones jutting out of the skin and the head lulling back at an unnatural angle. The elder lord looked to his underling for an explanation. "The antechamber is several stories beneath our feet. When we broke through, the slave fell to the ground below" he explained. The wamphyri chuckled. Such weak and fragile creatures. So easily broken. As Lord Ferenczy approached the hole, he stepped onto the open air. He fell 4 stories down and landed without even a sound, his underling following as well and landing just as silently. Flickering light lit the chamber as 6 slaves formed a perimeter around the sarcophagus. It was black like obsidian but didn't seem to be made of stone but instead metal. Curious indeed. What was more curious was that the metal appeared to be radiating magical energy that made the wamphyri's hair stand on end.

The slaves twitched and shifted with their torches and tools in hand, eager to open the sarcophagus and combating the primal parts of their minds telling them to run from the immortal predators in the room. Shai'this glanced at the slaves who looked to him for confirmation. The lord raised his clawed hand and signaled for the slaves to go ahead. The slaves lunged all at once in a frenzy, quickly trying to move the lid of the metal coffin. The slaves strained and seemed prepared to destroy their own muscles in the process but it appeared too heavy for six healthy slaves to move. It had to weigh more than 700 pounds. The slaves looked to their master, fearing punishment. Lord Ferenczy scowled slightly, causing the slaves to flinch before he sighed in annoyance.

"Pathetic creatures" he growled quietly as he calmly approached the sarcophagus. He slipped his clawed fingers beneath the lid and lifted, straining only slightly as he flipped the lid onto the floor with a loud thud that cracked the stone it hit. Shai'this looked inside and frowned. Inside was merely the remains of some mummified corpse that held a small green crystal, it's parchment like skin tight and showing the skeleton beneath. It had been a woman at one point from what the immortal could tell, but there was no detectable life in the corpse. The lord growled in frustration, squeezing his knuckles enough that audible pops could be heard.

"How incredibly disappointing. Take these useless excuses of flesh to my lab. Perhaps I can make something useful out of their parts" he growled in annoyance, turning his back and walking towards where he'd fallen. The slaves began panicking and pleading for mercy immediately. 2 readied their tools to defend themselves as though it could protect them. One went running towards the sarcophagus, screaming in his savage tongue. As Shai'this prepared to leap, an unnatural shriek rang out. The immortal lord turned to see that the corpse had sprung to life and had pinned the screaming slave. A green mist left the slaves mouth as his skin began to dry out and mummify. Miraculously, the mummies own skin began to become healthier again as she stood and set her sights on the other slaves, attacking them with a similar savage hunger. The elder watched in fascination as this once dead creature drained the life out of these slaves. Incredible. With the slaves dead and her body restored, she looked to Lord Ferenczy who motioned for his soldiers to back down. He was curious to see what she did...​
















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Standing at 6'7", Theros stands tall and proud like many fae; especially fae who have risen among the elite. His most noticeable physical traits are his violet colored eyes that almost appear to glow in the dark and his dark hair. At first glance it appears black but when one catches it in the right light, they find it is in fact a very dark purple like his sister. His eyes tend to flash with power when he uses void magic, the same color of his void magic. Theros also tends to have a smirk on his face like he's somehow better than you.....who's to say he's wrong either?

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The world as we knew it was falling into flames. Mutually assured destruction as the nations of the world tore each other apart in all out war. Fearing the end of mankind and life as we knew it, one brilliant scientist with the help of the world's elite launched a daring mission that would ensure the survival of mankind: an exodus to a distant star to a world we barely knew. An overgrown world that would be the foundation of a new human colony. 3 ships filled with rangers, technicians, and civilians would launch and undertake a 40 year long journey to the planet of Amir. Unfortunately, nothing can ever go smoothly.....not even the salvation of mankind. 'The Boone' was the first ship to leave and establish a foothold on Amir; paving the way for the next two ships 'Longmire' and 'Meurre' to begin colonizing. The crew of the Boone however has been awoken from cryosleep to discover a problem: the Boone has arrived to discover they aren't the first to arrive on Amir. Something went wrong, now the crew of the Boone must figure just what happened and find their place in this wayward galaxy....





Greetings Travelers. Welcome to my request thread. As you read above, this will be a sci-fi RP based on the book series of the same name following human settlers as they flee our dying world. The RP is based on a book series of the same name and of the same premise but thankfully no prior knowledge is required to enjoy this story. I don't intend on retelling the whole damn story but I do intend on using some elements of the story. Mostly some of the side characters. I'll explain more when and if you message me but for the time being that's all I intend on disclosing
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