mattmanganon Member

Alright, I hate doing this, because it makes me sound like a major douche, but there is a Major flaw in this RP idea. You can't really run a "Would you sacrifice your morals to survive?" RP in medieval times, primarily because daily life was already like that, with little food, most medicine being detrimental to your health and crime more rampant than you would believe. One of the main themes of a Zombie Apocalypse setting is that your characters tend to be forced out of their comfort zone. From "Safe and secure at home" to "Everybody in the world wants to eat your brains." It's learning how to survive without modern equipment. You adapt or die. But, again, that was pretty much already the case. Essentially, the middle ages were essentially the Walking Dead, but without the guns and Zombies.

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I'd be interested if we are allowed to take liberties with lore.

Sorry for not being on for the last few days, my computer seemed to refuse to connect. Anyway, I was thinking of adding a "Walking the Line" Character to act as Redbacks main antagonist. When I say "Walking the Line" I mean that he is a being that does the wrong thing for the right reasons. Essentially, like Redback, he kills people to make the world better. However, whereas Redback protects and kills for long term success, allowing monsters to live to teach the world a lesson that ultimately makes the world better. Kestrel kills bad people regardless of the long-term effects. Which is why he and Redback are constantly at odds. Kestrel is a former Spider that was charged with protecting Stallin, however, after the 50 million Jews he had put to death, he began questioning his orders. Using magic to corrupt the Spider, it transformed into an Eagle, basically the same thing, but with a Bird motif rather than a Spider motif. Also, those Eagles tend to have large wings, and tend to be Synthetic, rather than the Organic Spider's. They primarily take Children as hosts. This is my concept art for Kestrel. 

Multiverse awareness... "I have heard rumours of this, but I did not believe it. A branch of the Inquisition that deals with threats to the Imperium from beyond time and space." He had no idea of their name, but it would make sense that she meant them. "I apologize for bursting into here without your permission, but I must be getting back to my people. They aren't very smart, and are prone to doing stupid things when ill omens fall on them. If I know Grimnar, then at this moment, he's probably leading an invasion of the Sun..." He sighed. "If you get me back to my people, then I will try to assist you along the way." He said.

Sorry for not being on, my internet decided that it didn't like the guild for the last 2 days. It was only the Guild that it refused to connect to.

Bjorn stared at the woman as she said something about being ripped from his own universe... "I have lived for over 10,000 years, faught countless battles across worlds too numerous to remember, I have conversed with the greatest minds the imperium has to offer, as well as the weakest... And what you have just said is, quite possibly, the most insane thing I have ever had the misfortune to hear. But, being as I appear to have no choice but to believe you, I will ask. What is happening, then?" he asked.

# Bjorn the Fell-Handed Bjorn pretended to ignore the rantings of the assassin as he walked off, but he was smart enough to know not to actually ignore him. The assassins of the Inquisition were well known in their unfathomable abilities. That being said, the assassin obviously had orders to make sure he was taken alive, otherwise it would have attacked the moment they met eyes. Soon, a being claiming to be an Inquisitor appeared. He turned around for that. Although, being several tons and top-heavy, first, the top rotated round, then the legs turned around in a slow and calculated waddle. He stood facing her. "It is a shame, my dear. Were you not with the Inquisition, and had I not been confined to this metal prison, we might have had passions that they would have sung songs about for millenia to come." he said. "As for my purpose here, you would know better than I. Be it your superiors, be it your men, be it another Inquisitor with their own agenda. Someone took me and placed me in here. Though, I am quite glad. Usually when I'm woken, the Blood Claws force me to tell them what an almighty, ferocious and benevolent demi-god that Leman Russ was... For the last time, Leman was a jerk, and if he hadn't done that stupid maneuver of charging into the Eye of Terror, then the Space Wolves, and the rest of the Imperium would be in a better state than it is now. Now, if you would be so kind as to show me to the Drop Pods, I will quite gladly go make some new stories on whatever planet we are above. Stories which don't involve Wolves of any kind." he said. If he had a face, then it would be scowling at the robotic dog that was accompanying Raiden. "But, I suspect that the Inquisition has plans for me?" he asked. "Maybe putting me in command of the forces of the Ordo Hereticus?" he hadn't actually seen a descent pair of breasts for quite some time.

# Bjorn The Fell-Handed Bjorn ploded along cargo hold, as soon as the cybornetic ninja appeared with his dog. Bjorn stared at it for a second "And what is a dog of the Inquisition doing here?" he asked "Let me guess, you're finally sending me back to war? I can't say i'm not greatful for that, but we both know that I can't stand you people. I suppose the Emperor tests me with your presence" he said. "By the Emperor, even those Russ loving jerks would be better than having to share a ship with you assholes. I'm going to find a Drop Pod, do me a favour and drop me on an Ork infested world, then tell the Space Wolves where I am, they're probably eating one another if they know i'm not there." He turned to walk away, but then looked back at the assassin "And if you're Inquisitor is a woman, tell her to meet me at the Drop Pods... If not, then tell him to bite me." he turned and plodded away down another lane of crates, trying to find the drop pods.

> I'd at least like a PM to judge if it makes sense or not. Well, I may as well put hat I had in mind. In truth, I kinda wanted to refine the idea before posting it up. Essentially, the Chaos God Malal managed to send Bjorn to the Multiverse for the purpose of causing anarchy. Specifically because I was planning on introducing a Chaos worshipper at some point down the line. Malal is a rogue Chaos God who wants to destroy the others, so, naturally, he chose to pluck up a being that has defeated a Daemon Primarch. >I am still somewhat surprised that neither of you had a comment regarding my intention to play a Gue'vesa, honestly. Sorry, I didn't actually see this. Anyway, I think it could work as an interesting character play, Bjorn is probably gonna let you live, if for no other reason than because it's a human face from his own universe, and at least knows that, as a member of the Tau empire, will probably play ball, at least until they get home. Just know that he may take a couple of pot-shots at your character, and have little regard for his safety. That's just Bjorns character.