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“Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed.” ― G.K. Chesterton
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“Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed.” ― G.K. Chesterton
This is an interest check for a nation states style game based on a system of planets orbiting a star within Games Workshops 40,000 universe.
You will take on the role of Imperial Commanders tasked with liberation, industrialization, salvation and bringing to heel an imperial system so that it is within the vision of His Holiness the Emperor of Mankind who resides on Terra, known to antiquity as Earth.
This game welcomes the new player and old veteran with equal respect (hopefully we will have an equal party of both!!).
The game will divide players into factions from the imperial loyalists, these loyalists, though different in approaches all worship the Emperor to some degree. They will be sharing and in some cases vying for governorship of one of the planets in the system. The turns will be divided into quarters Q1, Q2, Q3, Q4 as such, four quarters make up a year. You are allowed to make 4 actions in a quarter and i shall roll for them behind the scenes and report the result. I will be using a d20 system, to increase the chances of critical successes, referred to as Nat 20s, and critical failures referred to as 1s. Players are encouraged to detail and differentiate their factions to apply bonuses to these rolls in the fashion of +1 etc. Anything above 11 will count as a success and anything below 10 will count as some version of a failure (as decided by the GM, me), synergising bonuses will have a big effect. I also encourage players to help eachother, politic and trade with each other certain bonuses and technologies.
Where it is stated, detail in posting will play an enormous part in the game. Your Commander will put the finer points on exactly how deals are made, how alliances are formed and what promises are honoured, all under the heat of battle in a galaxy where there is only war. Where applicable, the decision of the roll-offs will go to the player with the most detail, presented the most neatly, in the most timely manner. Simplified: the most awesome wins. Though bare in mind this is a casual game.
Playable factions include:
Adeptus Astartese Astra Militarum Adeptus Ministorum Adeptus Mechanicus Adeptus Arbites Rogue Traders Inquisition Ordo Junior
These factions are styled after the armies of the table-top but if you have an idea for one not mentioned feel free to post a query here. Each faction will come with a bonus and these are also negotiable. You will also have to detail a character sheet for your individual Commander should they ever meet another in battle or wish to lend their considerable skills to their faction on the front lines.
This is a universe where much is possible but only through service to the Emperor will true immortality be attained.
So prime your grenades, level your bolters and facing stance! Its time for another 40k game!
"I am a Dryad and I speak for the trees," she said, gazing warily at the man. "Soooo... yes, I can talk, and no I am not a human."
She gave him a puzzled look. "And no, it's not uninhabited. You're all here now, so not technically. Are you from Clan MacClatch?"
Arney screwed up his face trying to understand something, Some-ONE! He'd never seen before.
A tree person?!?
Well the writes did always say only the trees with the strongest spirits were fit for shipbuilding Maybe this is the spirit in question. He breifly wondered how a woods-spirit would enjoy being a ship, but quickly realised this might be insulting so he did not say it.
"Yes, it is i, the Chieftan of Clan MacClatch who said so, i -uh, speak for the Clan!! -and if you have a claim to this palace i say; MAKE IT!"
Arney and his champions had entered the large building and were presently looking at the dead wizard… could it be possible to revive him? Was he waiting for someone to do so? Is it wise to do so? So many questions hung in the air.
Catarella had stationed himself by gate the outside, keeping lookout for the wagon and horse. Nervously looking around he glanced back and saw the tree seemingly sprout legs and move. “Uh CHIEF, CHIEF!!! SOMETHING MOVED!!!” Arney heard the urgency in the mans voice, it was loud enough that Cyprian and the others could hear. Arney turned about on his heel and went to the grove with purpose just in time to see Caterella running in the opposite direction, his large belly bumping into his legs as he bounded to safety.
Arney looked at the tree-creature. They were coming out of the woodwork, literally. Arney looked at the creature, it was presently rubbing its eyes, it was not overtly threatening so he thought he'd try reason first.
“Do you speak? This castle is so old we thought it uninhabited… at least by humans” (it was obvious the castle was made for humankind and less so for trees)
"Which one of you lads is going to impress us all by going in first?" He said to his champions. >silence< "Just kidding... i know its me..." He said and steeled himself with a gulp. Arney looked back and forth and slowly entered through the gate, his sword raised, flanked on either side by his champions.
He looked out on a freshly maintained courtyard. >silence< He didnt like the silence, it was now time to do something impressive otherwise the lads would have no stories for home. He looked up and shouted out "HULLO IS ANYONE THERE?!? IF NOT CLAN MACCLATCH and friends CLAIMS THIS CASTLE AS THEIR OWN!"
He heard Taranis lift off into the air and looked around. That was a trick he'd never seen before. He was flying towards the big building and he and the lads should probably keep up.
This is it, the right time of day, following the right map to the right path. But when the palace appeared in front of him Arney couldn't help but let out a gasp. If looked at with one's peripheral vision either left or right it would simply disappear, and even when he was staring at it directly it seemed to try to not be pinned down. It was sneaky magic indeed.
“Now, don't any of you lads go getting ideas about stripping that gate for its gold, this place is enchanted by a he-hag by the name of Anthedon, one of the greatest in the land, so keep ye guard up… In any case, the palace is here to be enjoyed by us all, the party and the Clan, and shared equally after the effort of finding it.” He said, addressing the small honour guard of 4 MacClatch champions, and Caterella.
“When should we send out the signal to the rest of the Clan?” Said Catarellla MacClatch, a beefy middle-aged man with a large round stomach sat atop a small horse and cart. He, like many in the Clan was not of MacClatch blood, but had worked with them for so long that he'd taken the last name as was the custom. The mixing of blood happened organically.
“We’ll think about that in the morning, first we must settle the palace and ensure it is safe”
@WolfredWolf "What's our plan? We probably shouldn't split up in there unless we know it's safe…”
“Agreed” “Of course, they could have left the place entirely undefended in the hope that the invisibility would make it impossible for anyone to find.” He said with a rye smile and drew his parrying sword and fetched a light shield out of the back of the cart.
I was wondering if you'd accept a Chieftain of a clan of seafaring folk who deal mostly in trading but are looking to expand into adventuring and exploration. They will have a small fleet at first, but will expand as time goes on. They will mostly travel up and down the coasts, as reliable maps are hard to come by. (they will also provide a vehicle for the party in the form of a longboat-esq ship)
The clan name will be MacClatch, and its leader Arney MacClatch, they are modelled on the Scots and Vikings and are considered barbarians by most accounts but tolerated within the city. In time i expect Arney will become a weather-manser specialising in elemental magic, as having someone to control the weather is pretty much essential on a small ship. They will also research golems when they discover someone who knows how to make them.
Summary: Galvin Lions is am Imperial Guardsmen from the 458th Shields of Iconne. Originally just a PDF soldier, he was drafted by lottery and sent off to one of many warzones and campaigns across the sector. After his regiment was reduced to a mere 300 men, the 458th would be rolled in with several other decimated regiments to form a new mixed formation to be sent off to another warzone aboard the Fortune's Dominion. From this exprience he has gained an intense hatred of Chaos and recidivists.
Appearance: A muscular stocky-built man with a piercing gaze that is hereditary.
The armor of the 458th Shields of Iconne is modeled after the Cadian tradition with upgradable inserts that can be added over time. It is of plasteel construction and departs from the Cadian tradition in that it bears a large rectangular armored belt buckle bearing an image of the principal shrine of the shrine world of Iconne, this is polished steel to a shine. It depicts a giant greek plinth the size of a hive which bears a gigantic copper statue of Sanguinius, primarch of the Blood Angels. It is said that Sanguinius set foot on the world during the time of reunification. The armor is itself light grey in color and the fatigues are khaki. The belt and pouches are made from treated grox hyde. The boots bare a white surface on the upper side which is polished for parade duty. The helmet worn is also of Cadian lineage, with a bright gold Aquila on the front, it contains a microbead.
Records: Sgt. Lions came from a family of pilgrims. Visiting the holy sites eventually they settled into a life on the shrine world of Iconne. Finding a job there was no mean feat and started them along a path of both toil and learning. Eventually learning the rotes of maintenance of enough of the hives systems to be considered useful they were promoted to lay tech adepts. Many of the trinkets and religious icons they have, have been passed down generation after generation. During many a long cold vigil there is only the night and his book on imperial saints to keep him company.
Gavin Lions was selected by lottery for service in the PDF of the Shine world of Iconne. Primarily concerned with repelling Orkoid incursions Guardsman Lions maintained a watch station outside the hive city armory near the base of one of the bridge towers. Though not particularly respected, his role was nonetheless valuable when it comes to chasing out cults and hunting the chaos twists that live in the ventilation ducts that feed the hive. His job does come with some perks, being generally better than average rations and access to the armory he defended with his life.
Personality: Gavin Lions is a dependable friend to his fellow Guardsmen and a ferocious enemy to anything that might threaten them. Something of a father figure due to his comparative age, he can often be found putting himself in between the enemy and his squad. It was due to this tendency when observed by officers that he was first given armory access to a power fist.
He is, like most of the 458th, especially pious and a keen observer of the imperial faith, as such he regularly attends mass whenever the regiment priest is holding one. He also collects trinkets to add to his weapon attached by chains, these all represent his faith and a few are from the warzones he has faced.
Sgt. Lions is a determined and implacable combatant. Choleric as a leader, he is decisive and leads from the front taking charge of situations personally, and never afraid to do what he orders his men to do. His men are ever ready for action and familiar with the rigors of battle.
Skills: - Advanced survival training (fieldcraft) - Advanced mechanized warfare training (armored fist training) - Power fist proficiency training. - Artillery loader/spotter training (Accatran Mortar, Heavy Mortar, Basilisk) - Las weapon Marksman training (command squad secondment) - His hobby is reading up on the imperial saints and collecting trinkets of faith.
Equipment:
Sgt. Lions has been entrusted with a power fist from the Regiments armory. The fist itself is a relic though this is not to say that it is some gleaming example inlaid with gold, instead, it is covered with scrapes and pock marks, the paint long scuffed off revealing the silvery grey adamantium underneath, a testament to its continued use on the battlefield by successions of imperial servants. The names of these officers form victory roles only known to the administratium or particlerly long lived guardsmen such as Sergeant Zeke.
His sidearm is a bolt pistol, having been rebuilt from parts of other broken bolt pistols recovered from the battlefield by Gavin and others, carefully restored by the indentured tech priests. The oldest parts of the housing appear to be from a completely different design baring bronse inlays and red paint, this is combined with more modern looking grip. The pistol itself is intact belt fed bearing a larger than average magazine capacity. The disadvantage is that the round swings freely below the housing and make noise thats difficult to quiet. The pistols machine spirit is pernicious and is also quite common to malfunctions needing constant mollifying with oils and rag.
Both his lasgun and his bolt pistol have been decorated with gold plated chain with many figures of the imperial faith, Aquilas, vials of holy water and small trinkets attached. It is the tradition of the 458th Shield of Iconne to decorate their weapons to appease the saints who look down on us. This fact provides confidence and faith to the guardsmen and is a widespread practice in the regiment.
Misc: Height : 6” Weight : 100kg Eye Color : Grey Hair Color : Bald Ethnicity : Caucosiod
When the 458th found itself shipped offplanet to one of the imperiums' many front lines. This was only to be expected as it was inkeeping with the tradition of Iconne to tithe regiments after PDF training. Gavin was promoted to Sergeant when the 458th were mobilized due to a shortage of manpower.
The "Shields of Iconne" are a regiment raised on a Shrine world. The regiment is a source of pride for the planet and designated a high utility unit specializing in artillery. The 458th were first deployed against the chaos cult "The Bone Star" which was threatening the major hive world of Faux I through use of termites to burrow into the hive infrastructure and deploy troops behind the front lines. The battles were sporadic and brutal but eventually, along with other Cadian tank regiments, the 458th managed to turn the tide in their favor through ingenuity and rapid re-deployment. The 458th took a beating and was reduced to a mere 300 men, but those who survived could boast of denting the reputation of Chaos. The purity of the regiment being beyond reproach (atleast on paper) due to its relation to the Shrine World. Gavin now hates chaos and other "backsliders" with almost the same ferocity as the Cadians.
The tithe is raised from lottery so its of a fairly even balance in terms of recruit ability. The recruits spend a few years in the PDF guarding the holy sites and other objectives while the throngs of pilgrims visit the planet. They are mostly an honour guard designed to be stylish, however to maintain the tithe they are cycled out after the two year period. They are artillery because this is what the honour guard do on the planet. The imperium being paranoid and shrine worlds being rich has generated an over reliance on big artillery pieces that look good to the public. So their equipment is somewhat flash, and they havent really heard of camo like the mordians, with a uniform as described in the charsheet.
The regiment has a few Basalisks left over and a compliment of Heavy Mortars, which are moved about by "Kangaroo" Chimeras which lack the top turret acting as Artillery Tractors.
Regimental Favoured Basic Weapon: Ryza Pattern Plasmagun Regimental Favoured Heavy Weapon: Accatran Pattern Mortar Additional Standard Kit: Upgrade Earthshaker Cannon from Common to Good Craftsmanship Additional Standard Kit: Upgrade Heavy Mortar from Common to Good Craftsmanship
Summary: Galvin Lions is am Imperial Guardsmen from the 458th Shields of Iconne. Originally just a PDF soldier, he was drafted by lottery and sent off to one of many warzones and campaigns across the sector. After his regiment was reduced to a mere 300 men, the 458th would be rolled in with several other decimated regiments to form a new mixed formation to be sent off to another warzone aboard the Fortune's Dominion. From this exprience he has gained an intense hatred of Chaos and recidivists.
Appearance: A muscular stocky-built man with a piercing gaze that is hereditary.
The armor of the 458th Shields of Iconne is modeled after the Cadian tradition with upgradable inserts that can be added over time. It is of plasteel construction and departs from the Cadian tradition in that it bears a large rectangular armored belt buckle bearing an image of the principal shrine of the shrine world of Iconne, this is polished steel to a shine. It depicts a giant greek plinth the size of a hive which bears a gigantic copper statue of Sanguinius, primarch of the Blood Angels. It is said that Sanguinius set foot on the world during the time of reunification. The armor is itself light grey in color and the fatigues are khaki. The belt and pouches are made from treated grox hyde. The boots bare a white surface on the upper side which is polished for parade duty. The helmet worn is also of Cadian lineage, with a bright gold Aquila on the front, it contains a microbead.
Records: Sgt. Lions came from a family of pilgrims. Visiting the holy sites eventually they settled into a life on the shrine world of Iconne. Finding a job there was no mean feat and started them along a path of both toil and learning. Eventually learning the rotes of maintenance of enough of the hives systems to be considered useful they were promoted to lay tech adepts. Many of the trinkets and religious icons they have, have been passed down generation after generation. During many a long cold vigil there is only the night and his book on imperial saints to keep him company.
Gavin Lions was selected by lottery for service in the PDF of the Shine world of Iconne. Primarily concerned with repelling Orkoid incursions Guardsman Lions maintained a watch station outside the hive city armory near the base of one of the bridge towers. Though not particularly respected, his role was nonetheless valuable when it comes to chasing out cults and hunting the chaos twists that live in the ventilation ducts that feed the hive. His job does come with some perks, being generally better than average rations and access to the armory he defended with his life.
Personality: Gavin Lions is a dependable friend to his fellow Guardsmen and a ferocious enemy to anything that might threaten them. Something of a father figure due to his comparative age, he can often be found putting himself in between the enemy and his squad. It was due to this tendency when observed by officers that he was first given armory access to a power fist.
He is, like most of the 458th, especially pious and a keen observer of the imperial faith, as such he regularly attends mass whenever the regiment priest is holding one. He also collects trinkets to add to his weapon attached by chains, these all represent his faith and a few are from the warzones he has faced.
Sgt. Lions is a determined and implacable combatant. Choleric as a leader, he is decisive and leads from the front taking charge of situations personally, and never afraid to do what he orders his men to do. His men are ever ready for action and familiar with the rigors of battle.
Skills: - Advanced survival training (fieldcraft) - Advanced mechanized warfare training (armored fist training) - Power fist proficiency training. - Artillery loader/spotter training (Accatran Mortar, Heavy Mortar, Basilisk) - Las weapon Marksman training (command squad secondment) - His hobby is reading up on the imperial saints and collecting trinkets of faith.
Equipment:
Sgt. Lions has been entrusted with a power fist from the Regiments armory. The fist itself is a relic though this is not to say that it is some gleaming example inlaid with gold, instead, it is covered with scrapes and pock marks, the paint long scuffed off revealing the silvery grey adamantium underneath, a testament to its continued use on the battlefield by successions of imperial servants. The names of these officers form victory roles only known to the administratium or particlerly long lived guardsmen such as Sergeant Zeke.
His sidearm is a bolt pistol, having been rebuilt from parts of other broken bolt pistols recovered from the battlefield by Gavin and others, carefully restored by the indentured tech priests. The oldest parts of the housing appear to be from a completely different design baring bronse inlays and red paint, this is combined with more modern looking grip. The pistol itself is intact belt fed bearing a larger than average magazine capacity. The disadvantage is that the round swings freely below the housing and make noise thats difficult to quiet. The pistols machine spirit is pernicious and is also quite common to malfunctions needing constant mollifying with oils and rag.
Both his lasgun and his bolt pistol have been decorated with gold plated chain with many figures of the imperial faith, Aquilas, vials of holy water and small trinkets attached. It is the tradition of the 458th Shield of Iconne to decorate their weapons to appease the saints who look down on us. This fact provides confidence and faith to the guardsmen and is a widespread practice in the regiment.
Misc: Height : 6” Weight : 100kg Eye Color : Grey Hair Color : Bald Ethnicity : Caucosiod
When the 458th found itself shipped offplanet to one of the imperiums' many front lines. This was only to be expected as it was inkeeping with the tradition of Iconne to tithe regiments after PDF training. Gavin was promoted to Sergeant when the 458th were mobilized due to a shortage of manpower.
The "Shields of Iconne" are a regiment raised on a Shrine world. The regiment is a source of pride for the planet and designated a high utility unit specializing in artillery. The 458th were first deployed against the chaos cult "The Bone Star" which was threatening the major hive world of Faux I through use of termites to burrow into the hive infrastructure and deploy troops behind the front lines. The battles were sporadic and brutal but eventually, along with other Cadian tank regiments, the 458th managed to turn the tide in their favor through ingenuity and rapid re-deployment. The 458th took a beating and was reduced to a mere 300 men, but those who survived could boast of denting the reputation of Chaos. The purity of the regiment being beyond reproach (atleast on paper) due to its relation to the Shrine World. Gavin now hates chaos and other "backsliders" with almost the same ferocity as the Cadians.
The tithe is raised from lottery so its of a fairly even balance in terms of recruit ability. The recruits spend a few years in the PDF guarding the holy sites and other objectives while the throngs of pilgrims visit the planet. They are mostly an honour guard designed to be stylish, however to maintain the tithe they are cycled out after the two year period. They are artillery because this is what the honour guard do on the planet. The imperium being paranoid and shrine worlds being rich has generated an over reliance on big artillery pieces that look good to the public. So their equipment is somewhat flash, and they havent really heard of camo like the mordians, with a uniform as described in the charsheet.
The regiment has a few Basalisks left over and a compliment of Heavy Mortars, which are moved about by "Kangaroo" Chimeras which lack the top turret acting as Artillery Tractors.
Regimental Favoured Basic Weapon: Ryza Pattern Plasmagun Regimental Favoured Heavy Weapon: Accatran Pattern Mortar Additional Standard Kit: Upgrade Earthshaker Cannon from Common to Good Craftsmanship Additional Standard Kit: Upgrade Heavy Mortar from Common to Good Craftsmanship
“Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed.”
― G.K. Chesterton
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">“Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed.”<br>― G.K. Chesterton </div>