A slightly smaller Mess

Emma: I wouldn't even know where to start.

Rob: I have considerable resources, I could find her for you. But do continue

Emma: well...honestly most of my life was just being raised by the order. and by my Canoness....*goes quiet for a second*

Tyren: "I wonder... If it could control the thing."

Hera: "Think it'll be defended?"

Lyanna: give it a go?

Charles: no idea. Never heard of the system before.

Tyren: "well, all it'll take is turning the power on, without me in it."

Hera: "Wonderful, so no imperial presence?"

Lyanna: alrighty. *starts to armour up*

Charles: right.

*Imma roll for this, because reasons*


Hera: "Definitely necrons..."

The member 'Captain Raeven' has done the following action : Challange Fate

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'd20' : 17

*The suit rumbles to life as its engine spools up. armour plates rattle, and settle into their proper places, and the open hatch on its back swings closed, and seals with a sharp hiss of pressurised air. The assault cannon Clicks loudly, three times, as a shell is chambered*

Lyanna: well shit...

Charles: not necessarily...no necron presence on the world we found the first one eh? Could be they deliberately hid these.

Rob: It's alright...I know

Emma: yeah....had my fair share of battles in my time to be honest...had to fight traitor astartes one time

Rob: That sounds interesting

Tyren: "is it....?"

*The dreadnought twitches, just a little, to the sound of his voice*

Hera: "Could be a tomb world"

Emma: yeah.... not chaos worshippers, just renegades. Corsairs I guess. I actually had something I kept from that as a souvenir....got left behind when they took me...

Charles: only one way to find out. you tell the others, I'll alert laurence, and check on the status of the evac.

Lyanna:...*watches*

Rob: What was that?

"Was a sword. Looked like it was of...Caliban make, maybe...hallmarks of the dark angels"

Rob: That's actually fairly cool!

Emma: yeah...guy kinda looked like a dark angel aswell, just black armour. Wasn't much left of him after I shot him in the torso with an inferno pistol.

Rob: Where'd you get that?

Emma: I was a sister superior at that point. My old one had been killed, so I inherited her gear.

Rob: Good thing you did by the sounds of it

Emma: agreed.

Tyren: "Hello?"

Hera:"Right you are."

*the mighty machine shudders again, and turns slightly at the torso to face him*

Charles: see you in a minute *kisses her before walking off. +Talk to me laurence+

Lyanna:....well...it works

+Any topic in particular?+

Tyren: "There's something in there..."

+We've got all we can get out of that artifact. Other sets of coordinates, likely to other artifacts like it. And a name. 'star-forge'.+

Lyanna: yeah....so there is

OOC: Max n Akira?

Rob: What came after?

Emma: well...there was orks.... more than once...just human renegades most of the time though.

Rob: Sounds about right

Emma: so yeah...that was my life for most of it.

Rob: Huh, wanna know about me?

"Shoot."

Rob: Where d'you want me to start?

Ooc: they were talking about The colony right?

+I'll have my ship prepped for a jump.+

Tyren: "Interesting..."

OOC: Yeah

Ooc: found the bit

Akira:*pulls him into a hug* "I can't wait."

Max: *Hugging her* "Neither can I"

Akira: "I might miss the excitement... but it'll be well worth it."

Emma: up to you

Charles:+good. unknown system by the way.+

Lyanna: agreed.

Laurence: +Wonderful, I feel so enthusiastic.+

Tyren: "Still, it can't control it fully."

Max: "That it will be, plus I'm sure we'll find some way to keep things exciting"

Akira: "You know what I mean, boarding actions. Nothing like it."

+*sighs* be ready. *hangs up, calls raeven* Captain.+

Lyanna: we can work on that eh?

Rob: Well I was...designed and I guess born on a fairly unremarkable planet. My creators were a group consisting of biologus techpriests and hereteks. They knew that the Admech would chase them so they designed me. By combining the DNA of an Eldar Farseer with that of pure human stock, they could theoretically create a super-soldier capable to going toe to toe with Space Marines.

Max: Well I guess it depends on how well things go if we retire

+Inquisitor.+

Tyren:"Id rather not. Yknow, have a clone of myself running around in my dreadnought."

Akira: "True enough. Could end up like my parents."

Max: "yeah...but it would be nice to settle down properly"