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We’ll be using the Heroquest 2 ruleset for any dice-rolling we have to do (uses a d20). The standard here seems to be the best of three rolls, with crits taking precedence. A two-page summary of the Heroquest 2 rules is attached to this post.

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A wave of sound crashes over you as you step off the ramp of the Fire Raptor, your armored feet solid on the concrete of the walkway. Your armsmen stand rigid on either side of you and around you a huge throng of people cheer and shout with joy, held back by two lines of grim arbites in dark armor.

Ahead of you stand a small group of men and women, some uniformed, others in civilian garb, all ornate and ceremonial. As you make your way toward them, between the grim arbites and the celebrating crowd, one man steps forward to meet you. He has the youth of the rejuvenat tanks, but his eyes are youthful and warm despite the true age which must lie on him.

“Brother Alaric,” he says, speaking loudly over the noise of the crowd, “you are very welcome to Eskaton.” He smiles and nods slightly to the cheering crowd. “As I’m sure you can tell. I am Governor Bellamy of the House of Rilos.”

You smile and thank him quietly as he half-turns towards the small group gathered with him. “May I introduce Aliana, my wife, and my daughter Lucrecia.”

Aliana nods silently to you, her dress long and trim, sober black lace its only ornamentation. Beside her, Lucrecia offers you a low curtsey, displaying the deep cleavage afforded by the cut of her bodice. She meets your eyes, holding her curtsey for a long moment, a smirk toying at the corner of her mouth before she rises. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice an exasperated look move across the smooth features of the Sororitas standing with the other high officials of the planet.

>Speak with the governor, his wife, or his daughter (what do you say?)
>Wait to be introduced to the others

>>39156923
>Wait to be introduced to the others

>>39156923
>>Wait to be introduced to the others

>>39156923
>Wait to be introduced to the others

Lock gaze on sororitas and seek Canoness, also see if there's Imperial Guard Commander present and Ecclesiarch of some sort.

>>39156923

>Wait to be introduced to the others

Fuck yeah BA quest.

>>39157070
>>39157040

Oh my Emperor, I totally forgot to mention that!

Fuck yeah, finally! Couldn't wait!

>Waitin' 'n shit

Fuck yus. Splinter Fleet Quest may be dead, but this is not.

>>39157094

>Splinter Fleet Quest may be dead

[/spoiler]Seriously? Goddamnitfuck, first Garrison Quest, now this. [/spoiler]

You nod politely to both women, and catch the eye of the Sororitas, eyes noting the markings of a Canoness Preceptor on her robes. You keep yourself reserved, ignoring the daughter’s blatant taunt as a trio of military officers approach you.

“This is General Alistair Markham, the commander of our defense forces, and General Meryn Reynolds, the commander of our Imperial garrison.” You nod to both men, who greet you in subdued tones. “And Admiral Charles Price commands our system fleet. The Admiral of the subsector believes all worlds should be able to handle their own defense, and so we are adequately complemented.”

The admiral smiles slightly at the governor and then looks up at you. He is a tall man, but even so you outreach him by a foot. “I hope you find us more than adequate, Brother Sepheran.”

Beyond, several noblemen wait, along with representatives of all the instruments of Imperial government. The canoness watches Lucrecia quietly, her expression reserved once more.

>Speak with the generals about their role and the troops under their command
>Try to relate to the admiral and build rapport
>Turn to the others
>Suggest moving inside

>>39157247

>Turn to the others after exchanging pleasantries with Admiral

It's best not to favour anyone at this point, we'll make our moves when doors will close. For now it's good to show our neutrality.

>>39157383
Second

>>39157148
Can'tbe sure, but he never showed up after the Voidfight thread. Maybe he'll come backwe can hope

>>39157247
>>39157383
Secomd

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“I’m sure I will, admiral,” you reply mildly, favoring him with a small smile before turning to the rest.

“Representatives of the four Great Houses,” the governor explains as four men approach you, introducing them by turn. You exchange a few quiet words with each , their clothing rich and ornate -- it is clear that nobility is a virtue on Eskaton.

“Magos Alexander, the chief of our Manufactories, and Canoness Preceptor Selena, who has charge of the Adepta Sororitas here on Eskaton.”

The Canoness bows low to you. “It is good to see you, Son of Sanguinius,” she says quietly, her eyes lingering on you. She reaches out and touches the golden rose blazoned on the vambrace of your armor, thorned vines encircling its circumference. “It is not often one sees the Order of the Rose with thorns on one not of the Sororitas.”

>Be modest, it was a small deed and long ago
>Be gracious, accept her quiet praise

>>39156890
>chosen by the Chapter Master for an important mission
Motherfucker, are we being assigned to Death Comp? I'm not going into Death Comp. I'm not that far fucking gone yet.

DO YOU HEAR ME? I'M NOT JOINING DEATHCOMP YOU TRAITOR SCUMBAG. NOW FIGHT ME, RIGHT HERE ON THE VENGEFUL SPIRIT!

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>39157550
I'll let the dice decide for me.

>>39157550
>>Be modest, it was a small deed and long ago

>>39157550
>Be gracious, accept her quiet praise

Let us not make a fuss, brothers.

>>39157550
>>Be modest, it was a small deed and long ago

>>39157550
>Punch the cunt.

>>39157550
>>Be gracious, accept her quiet praise

>>39157550
>Be modest, it was a small deed and long ago

>>39157550
>Be modest, it was a small deed and long ago

You smile at her. “I thank you, sister,” you reply gently, “it was my honor to serve with those of your order.”

She gives you a small smile and steps away, withdrawing her hand from your armor. You feel Lucrecia fuming silently a few steps away.

The few others pass quickly, the provost marshal of the Arbites, the cardinal of the Ecclesiarchy, and the Chief Adept of the Telepathicus. All greet you calmly as the governor introduces you to them, and soon enough the governor invites you to enter the palace.

You walk beside him, leaving the crowd behind you, feeling bulky and large in the enclosed space of the hallway as the others trail behind you both.

“I see that you brought armsmen with you,” the governor observes mildly, and you feel a few of the noblemen shift restlessly, their eyes lingering on your back. “The brother who was here before you was not accompanied by such. Has Master Dante revised his opinion of our world?”

>Reassure him
>Find an explanation for your armsmen
>Avoid the question

>>39157762
>Reassure him

>>39157762
>Reassure him

>>39157762
>Find an explanation for your armsmen
"He has revised his opinion actually, and wants to re-affirm his commitment and respect by bolstering our presence here."

“Not at all,” you reply mildly, “it is simply a demonstration of his commitment to honoring our debt to Eskaton.”

Though he smiles slightly and accepts your deflection with good grace, the nobles behind you are not so easy, and a mild flutter of conversation blooms.

“These are your rooms, as they were your predecessors’,” the governor says as you stop beside a high, ornate door suited for one of your stature. “I am sure that you would like to take your ease after your long journey, but we would like to invite you to dinner tonight here in the palace. A servant will find you this evening.”

>Accept his invitiation
>Decline, you are not here to drink and make merry

>>39157762
>Reassure him

"I was asked by Master Dante about value of alliances before he asked me to come to your world, Governor. He was glad that we were of same mind when I answered that an alliance benefits all who join in it and that even Sanguinius himself did not stand alone, even at the end.”

>>39157762

>Reassure him

Also reassure the honour guard that if any of them even think of touching the Governor's daughter they'll have to personally explain themselves to Chapter Master Dante, not to mention the Emperor Himself.

Not that they ever would, of course, being such great and stalwart men that Dante chose them for this sacred duty. Surely no man of such caliber would fall to the advances of a young woman not yet sure of herself.

>>39157912
>>Accept his invitiation

>>39157912
>Accept his invitiation
Provided nothing comes up.

>>39157912

>Accept his invitiation

Excellent occassion to test those social rolls in HQ2

>>39157912
>Accept his invitiation

We should bring along the Armsmen Sergeant as our retainer as well.

>>39157912
>Accept his invitiation

You nod and smile warmly. “Of course. I would like that very much.”

He nods and smiles slightly, a hint of wariness still in his eyes. “Then I will look forward to the meal, Brother Alaric.”

And with that he turns and departs, trailed by his court.

The suite you have been assigned is fit for a lord and designed with your physique in mind. The interior is elegant, rather than lavish, and the dark wood and metal accents somehow soothe your mind with a feeling of warmth and home: other Astartes have been here, for many long years, and their memory is a comfort.

The first room is a reception area, with chairs and tables for quiet discussion. Even a fireplace is here, something you have seen only rarely; you stare at it in wonder for several long moments.

To one side is an office of sorts, and at the far end a large bedroom with a soft bed and a balcony. Gauzy curtains open out onto a spectacular view of blue skies and green trees, and you lean against the railing for a time, taking in the view. The stately cypress trees sway softly in the gentle breeze, and you feel as if you are in a dream.

You hear the door open and turn to see your armsmen accompanied by Captain Short and his crew, their eyes wide as they try to restrain their amazement.

You smile a little at Sergeant Nye. “I feel distinctly out of place, sergeant,” you say with a wry smile.

“You aren’t the only one, my lord,” he replies, looking around. “We’ve had a look at our own quarters they’ve scrounged up for us…” he smiles. “Not too bad, I must say.”

You laugh softly and look from him to Captain Short. “We’ve been invited to dinner.”

Captain Short raises an eyebrow. “That will be an experience,” he observes dryly, and Sergeant Nye nods in agreement. [cont]

“I’ll have the servant fetch you this evening when he comes by here,” you say mildly. “But for now let’s get our things stowed and make sure we’re settled.”

They both nod and collect their men before departing.

>Seek out and speak with members of the Governor’s court before dinner
>Explore the palace
>Ensure your armsmen are quartered properly
>Wait for the evening

>>39158308
>Ensure your armsmen are quartered properly

>>39158308
>explore the palace

be a nosey bastard

>>39158308
>Ensure Armsmen are quartered properly
>Explore the palace/ask someone to give you a tour

>>39158308

>Search your room for wiretapping, after that meditate in front of figurines recalling a behaviour of characters greeting you moments before

We already know that we caught an eye of Lucrecia which is immodest, probably fiery little lady, not dangerous is kept on a short leash and on an arm's length. Cannoness seems like a fanatic she probably is, thinks highly of us OR she is obsessive and jealous thinking on how she acted towards Lucrecia.

Think about nobles who whispered behind our back. We have enchanced senses, should have heard whole conversation.

You make your way quietly to the armory, guided by diffident servants and palace guards. There your chapter serfs have already begun stowing and securing your arms and equipment. With their help, you remove your armor and change into the clothes you wore at the monastery.

That done, you leave them to their work and make your way to the quarters of your armsmen, again guided by palace servants. Few people walk the halls, and most stare at you silently before they recover from their shock and hurry past.

Once at your armsmen’s quarters, you find that though they are not lavish as your own, they are certainly comfortable. The unexpectedness of their presence is evident in small details, but the bunks are clean and the quarters large enough for at least twice as many men.

“Is everything all right, my lord?” Sergeant Nye asks as he sees you enter, his armor and equipment already stowed in a locker at the far end of the room.

You nod and reassure him as you explain the reason behind your presence.

“We’ll have a guard set on your doors as soon as we’re settled here, my lord,” he assures you.

>Tell him not to bother
>Thank him
and
>Speak with your armsmen
>Seek out and speak with members of the Governor’s court before dinner
>Explore the palace
>Wait for the evening

>>39158501

Jesus, sorry for chaotic sentences. I'm quite tired. I meant to say - let's be cautious about this lavish greeting. They seem like Emperor-fearing people on the surface, but they surely have their own agenda that we should figure out fast.

>>39158549
>Thank him

+ previous declaration >>39158501 >>39158550

>>39158549
>>Tell him not to bother
>Check for bugs and wiretaps.

You nod and thank him quietly, drawing him away from his men with a quiet look. “I’d like you to search the rooms as well, sergeant.”

He looks at you for a moment. “For what, my lord?”

“For any kind of surveillance equipment,” you reply mildly, glancing around the room.

“What should I do if I find any, my lord?”

>Tell him to leave them in place
>Tell him to remove them

>>39158759
>Tell him to remove them
Trace to where the signals are sent first.

>>39158759

>Tell him to leave them in place

And then pass this information via non-verbal methods to us.

>>39158859

They will probably route it through various subnodes, if someone has wiretap in Governor's palace it's given that it's someone working with him or someone very influential who takes appropriate measures to not reveal himself.

No, it's better to check if it's present and then try to expose them through following weeks by social means, maybe even bait them through staged wiretap conversation.

“Leave them in place and pass me a report by hand,” you tell him quietly and he nods in agreement.

“As you wish, my lord,” he replies, turning back to his men.

>Speak with your armsmen
>Seek out and speak with members of the Governor’s court before dinner
>Explore the palace
>Wait for the evening

>>39159009
>>Explore the palace

>>39159009

>Seek out and speak with members of the Governor’s court before dinner

It's best to know them a bit from different angles. We'll spend probably a few good years here and knowing those guys early can help us differentiate potential allies from slimy vipers and hidden heretics.

>>39159009
>explore the palace

You make your way out of the quarters quietly, and begin walking the halls.

The palace is enormous, the architecture clearly ancient but well-maintained. The guards and servants are all well-groomed and polite as you pass.

You leave the residential area of the palace and begin to hear the chatter of governance. Clerks and copyists stand in corners and in offices, speaking quietly with one another about the events of the day. Adepts and tech-priests pass you occasionally, as well as members of the PDF and even the odd naval officer or member of the Imperial Guard.

From snippets of conversation, you hear mention of a group called the White Sun, who are an underground group so far as you can tell; their goals and membership are much less clear.

>Seek out and speak with members of the Governor’s court before dinner
>Continue to explore the palace
>Wait for the evening

>Roll for Sergeant Nye’s search of your rooms. This is a Hard task and so has a difficulty of 20. We’ll use Sergeant Nye’s Platoon Infantry Tactics skill since it represents his training under the Blood Angels -- which could conceivably have included security training. This is a Stretch, and so incurs a -6 penalty, making his skill an effective 11. First three d20 rolls will be counted.

>>39159303
>speak with the governor court before dinner

Rolled 10 + 11 (1d20 + 11)

>>39159303

>Continue to explore the palace

I hope I get the roll right: 1d20 + 11

>explore the palace

Rolled 13 + 11 (1d20 + 11)

>>39159362
And I hope I got it right...

You continue to move through the palace, and it is clear to you that it will take you several days if not weeks to see it all. You pass a chapel, filled with midday supplicants, and then the abode of the mechanicus. Nothing more seems to call your attention, and so you return to your rooms, finding two of your armsmen standing guard at the door.

>Seek out and speak with members of the Governor’s court before dinner (who?)
>Wait for the evening

dice+d20

>>39159545
>Wait for the evening

>>39159545
>Wait for the evening

>>39159362
>>39159448
You're rolling to beat the skill you're rolling against. In this case, under 11. First response is a success, second is a failure. We'll take the success.

I rolled a 10, which, since the difficulty was a 20, is also a success.

A success vs. another success is a tie.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>39159545
Search for Canoness (if possible)

Also rolling the 3rd time

You make your way into your rooms, nodding quietly to the armsmen at either side, and move out to the balcony, finding a quiet seat and listening to the wind in the trees.

The hours pass you by quickly, and soon enough the sun begins to set and a servant appears to summon you to dinner. Sergeant Nye and Captain Short are there also, and you walk with them through the halls as you follow the servant to the grand dining room.

Before you reach it, you see the canoness approaching from an adjoining hall.

>Stay and speak with her for a moment
>Send the others ahead and speak with her
>Continue on to the dining room.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>39159608

Changing my vote >>39159593 to

>Search for Canoness

Also thanks for explanation. I think I get it now.

>>39159736
>Send the others ahead and speak with her

>>39159736
>Send the others ahead and speak with her

>>39159736
>Send the others ahead and speak with her

You look at her and your eyes meet for a moment. “Brother,” she murmurs softly, and you nod to her before glancing at Sergeant Nye. “Go get seated. I will be there in a moment.”

The other man nods and follows after the servant, Captain Short trailing behind.

You turn to the canoness, and she looks at you expectantly.

>Open response

>>39159860
So sister what is really going on here?

>>39159860
>want sum fuk
Just kidding

>How are you today?

>>39159860
>So how have you found the court and planet in general to be?
Don't want to come of as paranoid/accusing

>>39159970
This anon, supporting this >>39159957
anon instead

>>39159860

You seem worried for something, Sister.

>>39159860
Besides everything above, ask what she thinks of the governor's daughter. (She eemed odd for me)

>>39160009
she just wants some big blood angels cock (BBAC)

>>39159860

>"Does Governor Bellamy rule over Eskaton is as lax as on his family?"

Let us try familirizing with her by the means of sarcasm and unharmful mockery/gossiping over co-workers. It always works. I mean, usually.

>>39160043
I do not think sarcasm and gossiping is what people expect of an Astartes, but it would be hilarious.

“Sister… Selena,” you ask quietly, eyes on hers as you speak, “is that right?”

She smiles slightly and nods. “Indeed, brother,” she replies, “how are you finding our world, so far?”

“It’s not what I expected,” you reply, inclining your head slightly to the side, “blue skies, and green trees are not a usual sight for me.”

She laughs softly and nods. “I can imagine that being the case. I was taken aback myself when I arrived here.”

“You’ve been here for a fair while?”

She gives you a half-smile and glances down the hall toward the dining room. “I have indeed, brother,” she replies, before looking at you slyly out of the corner of her eye. “And it is indeed as fair as it seems. You do not have to guise your information gathering in the cloak of politesse.”

>Laugh it off and end the conversation
>Smile graciously but proceed

>>39160174
>Smile graciously but proceed

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>>39160099

We are more than human, that means that our gossiping skills must be amplified tenfold.

>>39160174
>Smile graciously but proceed

>>39160174
>Smile graciously but proceed

Observant. Well played. Well played.

You smile and look away for a moment, raising your hand gently. “I meant no offense, sister,” you laugh softly, “merely attempting to get a feel for my new home.”

She turns back to you and smiles. “I was the same when I got here,” she says, eyes bright, “it is of no matter.”

“Tell me about Governor Bellamy’s family,” you say after a moment.

Selena gives you a look. “You mean his daughter,” she says flatly, and you nod.

“I was her guardian for many years,” she says mildly, shrugging her disinterest, “though it seems I’ve done a poor job of it. She’s turned out very wild, but there’s no real harm in her.”

>Open response
>Ask if Lucrecia will be the next governor
>”No real harm?”

>>39160369
>>”No real harm?”

>”No real harm?”

>>39160369
>Ask if Lucrecia will be the next governor
>”No real harm?”
>She seemed to strongly dislike me.

>>39160369

>Ask if Lucrecia will be the next governor

“No real harm?” you echo, and Selena laughs.

“Not to anyone other than herself, maybe,” she observes.

“Then she won’t be the next governor, I assume,” you continue, eyes watching her expression as she shakes her head.

“Throne, no,” she observes with a look of dread, “no, the Great Houses will choose the next governor -- at least unless the White Sun get their way.”

You look at her questioningly and she waves a slender hand in apology. “Forgive me. The White Sun are a populist group here on Eskaton. They want a greater representation for the lower classes in determining the governorship. As it stands now, it’s chosen by representatives of the four houses.”

She sees the look in your eyes and smiles. “They’re harmless. Mostly they distribute pamphlets and make compelling speeches. The governor believes, and I tend to agree, that attempting to eliminate them would simply cause more problems than they’re worth. He’s even agreed to meet with them in a few months to see if an agreement can be worked out.”

>Open response
>Ask what the houses think of the White Sun
>Express relief that Lucrecia will not be governor
>Ask if she agrees with the governor’s policy
>Ask where the White Sun movement arose

>>39160615
>Express relief that Lucrecia will not be governor
>Ask if she agrees with the governor’s policy
>Ask where the White Sun movement arose

>>39160615
>Ask what the houses think of the White Sun
>Ask where the White Sun movement arose

>>39160615
>Ask if she agrees with the governor’s policy
>Ask where the White Sun movement arose

>>39160615

>Ask where and when the White Sun movement arose
>Ask what the houses think of the White Sun

“Would it be out of turn to ask if you agree with the governor’s policy?” You ask quietly.

She gives you an enigmatic smile as her eyes flash. She turns and threads her arm into yours, bringing you along as she starts to walk toward the dining room. “You’ll get me in trouble,” she murmurs, “we’re going to be late.”

You look down at her and smile slightly, her arm is slim against yours, but you can tell that she is well-muscled beneath her taut skin.

“But as it happens,” she says idly, “I do agree with him. There’s no hint of subversion, and there’s never been anything violent associated with them. I think it would be good for Eskaton, and I think the governor is wiser and more far-sighted than he is given credit for.”

You nod for a moment, looking ahead down the hall. “Were they active when you arrived?”

Selena looks up at you and nods. “They were, as a matter of fact. They’ve been working hard for a long time. Their leaders are dedicated, and, from what I can tell, they have no wish to cause harm to Eskaton.”

She pauses, and stops walking for a moment, gently bringing you to a halt with her.

“The Houses, though,” she murmurs, “are less tolerant. They see the beginning of what may be a serious crack in their power. And I believe that Governor Bellamy will not get re-elected at the next moot.” she sighs softly, her bright eyes suddenly weary. “With time comes change. The character of all of these things may change, with time.”

She looks up at you and smiles, casting aside her gloomy thoughts. “It is good to have someone to talk to. Few of my sisters have any interest in such matters.”

>Open response
>Reply in kind

>>39160954
>Reply in kind

>>39160954

>"Indeed, sister, but you do not have to guise your information gathering in the cloak of politesse."

>>39160954
>Could you show me where the mess hall?

The two of you walk into the room, arm in arm before Selena breaks gently away as you proceed further inside. The small gathering consists of the court you met early on your arrival to Eskaton, and everyone is gathered here and there in different parts of the dining room, conversing quietly with drinks in their hands.

>Speak with members of the court
>Proceed to dinner

>>39161154 Ignore this.

You give her a genuine smile, the first, you feel, in a long, long time. “I feel the same,” you reply softly, and Selena’s smile brightens.

“Then we will have to speak more in the future,” she says brightly. “Now come, we’re going to be late for dinner.”

The two of you walk into the room, arm in arm before Selena breaks gently away as you proceed further inside. The small gathering consists of the court you met early on your arrival to Eskaton, and everyone is gathered here and there in different parts of the dining room, conversing quietly with drinks in their hands.

>Speak with members of the court
>Proceed to dinner

>>39161245
>Speak with members of the court

>>39161245
>Speak with members of the court

>>39161245
>proceed to dinner

Grox steak (ummm delicious)

>>39161245
>>Proceed to dinner

As you make your way further into the dining room, Sergeant Nye appears in his pristine uniform and intercepts you.

“I’m sorry, my lord,” he murmurs, looking up at you and shaking his head as he gives you a meaningful look, the soft hum of the conversation around you making your words hard to hear. “I couldn’t find anything. Perhaps with more men or some better tools.”

You nod to him. “We’ll try again another time, sergeant,” you say mildly, “I’m sure Captain Short appreciated your assistance.”

Sergeant Nye smiles slightly and looks up as the server announces dinner, and the court moves to their seats around the table.

Governor Bellamy sits at the head with you at his right hand and his daughter across from you at his left. His wife Aliana sits opposite him at the other end of the table. The other guests fill in around you. Sergeant Nye and Captain Short sit at your side, and you see that Selena sits at Aliana’s left at the other end of the table.

>Open response
>Speak with the governor
>Speak with Lucrecia
>Speak with Sergeant Nye
>Wait for the meal to be served

>>39156890
Liking the quest so far, but I have a minor critique of your writing style. You tend to use adverbs a lot, especially during dialogue where "mildly" has been used like 5 times. The I think the content of what's spoken already conveys the tone, and a sparser use of adverbs would make them individually more effective. I think you're trying to show the main character is all polite and such, but I think it's already pretty clear he's not the boisterous Space Wolf type.

>>39161635
>speak with the governor
>speak with lucretia

>>39161636
I'll try to cut down on that. I can definitely see how that would be annoying.

>>39161635
>>Speak with the governor
Ask him to tell us more about the planet, like what its main exports and imports are, what do people do for fun, interesting historical tidbits, shit like that

>>39161635
>Speak with the governor

>>39161635
>Speak with the governor
>Speak with Lucrecia

You look at the governor as the meal begins to be served and drinks are poured.

“I’m afraid I didn’t have much time before I had to depart for Eskaton,” you tell him, glancing up as a servant settles a plate in front of you. You notice that it and your utensils are sized for an Astartes.

“And you wish to know more about our world?” he asks, nodding as he takes a drink of his wine. “We’re not particularly special,” he continues, glancing at you, “or even notable, expect for our fortunate connection with your chapter. We’re mainly what you would call a ‘Pleasure World’, although I’ve always found that to be rather a course designator, but I suppose one cannot argue with the Administratum.”

You feel a bare foot rub against your leg.

“In any case, we produce only enough material to keep ourselves supplied, and primarily export minor entertainment items or various things that our world -- relatively pristine as it is -- can produce, such as various items of botany for example.”

Lucrecia’s face twists a little as you move your leg away.

“People come to our world to escape the world they live on. I am afraid we are not well-regarded by the other worlds in our sub-sector for just that reason.”

>Open response
>Ask him why

>>39161960
>Ask about other worlds in this sector.

Also that girl is starting to really get on my nerves...

>>39161960
I would imagine not, Some would look on you with envy and others would claim you would be hiding something under this arguable paradise. This world ahs it's own troubles I am sure. They seem so distant compared to the other places I have been though.

>>39162027
inb4 she's a Slaaneshi cultist.

>>39161960
A reprieve from the daily struggle is something to be cherished.

>>39161960

>Ask about other worlds in this sector.

>>39162027
>>39162057

She's not, you Assburger Astartetes, you. She's a worse monster. A teenager.

>>39161960
>Time away to rest once mind is not something to look down at. However I am sure we can figure out something with which this world can more properly support the rest of the Emperors domains.

>>39162224
Sanguinius save us.

“Is that really true?” you ask him, “Is not a reprieve from the daily struggle something to be cherished?”

He nods in response, silent for a moment.

“Perhaps I am simply paranoid. Many of their best and brightest come here -- and many stay for the duration. They accuse us of stealing their talent, but in truth they have none to blame but themselves. You have seen such worlds I am sure: filled to teeming with roiling masses of humanity, filthy, the very air poisonous.”

He shudders slightly and begins to eat his meal.

“No, Brother Alaric. I do not blame them for their envy.”

“Is that what the subsector capital is like?”

“Yes. Milian.” He shakes his head. “That and Argos are the two most important worlds in the subsector: the capital and our forge world. We even have a titan maniple of our own permanently deployed here to Eskaton.”

>Open response
>Ask about the maniple
>Ask about the Argos or Milian

>>39162356
>Ask about Milian

>>39162356

>Ask about Milian

Also ask if there are any threats to a sector, like orks.

>>39162356
>>Ask about the Argos

>>39162356
>Ask about the Argos or Milian

>>39162436
Agreed, need to know the threats if we are to make this the best sector in the galaxy.

>>39162356
>Ask about the Milian

“I assume that it is a hive world.”

“Of course,” he replies, “that’s where the main fleet is anchored as well as the subsector reserve of Imperial Guard. General Reynolds and Markham will do their best, but if we need more help, they’re only a few weeks away.”

“And Argos?”

The governor takes a drink of his wine and points gently to your meal. “Are you not hungry, Brother Alaric? Argos is a fairly new forge world, and so I’m afraid we don’t have access to the more advanced weapons. But what they do make is plentiful and good quality; we’ve had no cause for complaints.”

“That is reassuring,” you reply, taking your cue and beginning to eat. “Are there any major threats in the area?”

“Not permanently in the subsector, but we get the occasional Ork raid. They’ve never made it onto the ground here on Eskaton, and we’re fortunate enough to be sheltered somewhat from the edge.”

>Open Response

>>39162665
Thats about it for now we should continue to eat and get ready for the eventual questions

>>39162665
Heresy grows from idleness.

>>39162665
>That's good to hear Governor!

Give Lucrecia some attetion now before her ovaries explode

>>39162665
In that case I must find myself a hobby to pass the time.

>>39162665

>How did Battle Brother that was before me helped your planet?

>>39162665
Then at lest the sector has a larger recruiting pool of soldiers from Milian. The lack of development on the forge world is concerning but can be fixed.

>>39161636
>Not taking a shotof blood every time Law has the word mildly in his posts

Brother why?

>>39162847
Indeed honorable battle brother!

The room falls into a silence for a while, filled with occasional snippets of conversation and the movement of servants as courses come and go.

“I would like to apologize about that spectacle this morning,” the governor says, “I know the Astartes are not accustomed to such pomp. But it is important for the people: they are immensely proud of their association with the Blood Angels.”

Aliana speaks up from the end of the table and gives Bellamy a loving, if admonishing look. “We are *all* glad to have you here, Brother Alaric, not just the people.”

The governor flushes softly in embarrassment. “Please excuse my phrasing. I hope I did not cause offense.”

“I understand,” you reply and give him a smile, “morale: is it not so?”

He inclines his head gratefully at your gracious response. “It is so.”

“Here here,” General Markham says as he stands raising his glass in your direction. “We are all glad to welcome you to our world, Brother Alaric. Emperor’s blessings on us all.”

Lucrecia snorts softly. “At least now there will be someone on this world who has seen combat.”

General Markham flushes but says nothing.

>Stand up for the general
>Let things play out in silence

>>39163021
>>Let things play out in silence
No need to bring him shame by trying to defend his lack of blood spilt for the Emperor. I am sure he will earn honor by bleeding for the Emperor soon enough.

>>39163021
>Let things play out in silence
no need to acknowledge the acting our teenager.

>>39163021
>Let things play out in silence
Rub our forehead.

>>39163021
>See what happens. If her parents do not reprimand her, say that the quality of a soldier is not determined by the battles he has fought in but by the faith he holds for the Emperor

>>39163021
>let things play out silently

Learn more about their interactions!

>>39163021
>I am sure he will earn honor by bleeding for the Emperor soon enough.
As will Lucrecia?

>>39163021
>Let things play out in silence

>>39162760
Judging from the intense female attention, am I correct in assuming we have inherited the standard-issue Blood Angel prettiness?

>>39162847
Forgive me, Brother, my faith was weak. I shall deliver myself to the Reclusiam to get crunk on blood forthwith.

>>39163119
But that's not true and a Veteran should know that.

>>39163165

We are so pretty we have mechanical bonuses for that.

Plus Lucrecia definietly is a crazy chick who gets on death and blood and murderers.

>I am sure he will earn honor by bleeding for the Emperor soon enough

These people have no combat experience and apparently have no external threats to worry about, their world has no strategic value, why do they have a titan maniple?

>>39163201

Maybe there's something Dante had hidden on this planet.

You take a drink of wine, ignoring Lucrecia’s comment as General Markham resumes his seat and stares quietly at his food, his appetite gone.

One of the noblemen clears his throat and looks at you. “And what is your rank, Brother Alaric?”

You look over at him. “I was a Veteran Sergeant in the first company until I was removed from that position.”

He gestures with his wine glass. “And you were removed because…?”

“Because I was chosen to be a member of the honor guard.”

“Ah. You mean… like those men you brought with you. Is that right?”

You nod. “In a way, yes.”

“So am I correct in understanding that you currently… have no rank?”

“That is correct.”

The man nods and drains his glass. “Well. I’m sure we’ll all sleep safer knowing that.”

>Open Response

>>39163289
>Stare at him....STARE AT HIM IN SILENCE FOR A WHOLE 30 MINUTES TIL HE BREAKS!

>>39163289
>Open Response
if you had something to fear from me it would not be rank.

>>39163289

>Spit acid on his face

>>39163342
This, just give him the Astartes look.

>>39163342
Second.Give him the grim Astartes stare!

>>39163289
>Atleast I earned my ranks through my merit and not by coming out from the right woman vagina!

>>39163351
Seconded

We are an Adeptus Astartes, that alone puts us above him...

>>39163351
>>39163289
seconding.

>>39163351
This one

>>39163342
Second

You stare at him for a long moment, the entire dining room deathly silent. The man clearly feels your gaze but will not turn and meet your eyes. He pours himself another glass of wine.

“If you had something to fear from me, my lord,” you tell him, “it would not be rank.”

The nobleman snorts and drinks again, ignoring you.

“How dare you, sir?” General Reynolds says as he stands, his glove tossed onto the table. “How dare you.”

The nobleman laughs. “Pick up your glove, general, before someone gets hurt.”

>Open Response

>>39163530
put on the generals glove and then take it and throw it off

>>39163530
>“How dare you, sir?” General Reynolds says as he stands, his glove tossed onto the table. “How dare you.”
Was that to us or the nobleman?

>>39163604
General Reynolds is addressing the nobleman.

>>39163530
No need to do that on my account. If I wanted to duel him I would. No need to ruin dinner because a man with pretensions thinks he can best me on the field. We all know the truth.

>>39163530
Just keep giving him that stare. He is going to look us in the god damned eyes and that's that.

>General stay your hand, infighting is not the emperor's war.

>>39163645
Ha second

>>39163645
True that, let's just return to chatting with the governor. The woes of a lesser man lashing out at his better does not concern us.

>>39163530
>Please General, I thank you but I am more than able to take care of matters such as these!

Give him a reassuring nod to not humiliate him even further

>>39163645
this with
>The woes of a lesser man lashing out at his better does not concern us.
from >>39163678

>>39163645

This

“General--” you protest as you begin to rise, but the governor puts his hand on your arm and shakes his head.

“Lord Stefan,” Aliana says as she stands, her lean frame tall and proud, “never before have you shown your cowardice more clearly: you insult a guest under my husband’s roof, who is not only an Astartes, but one of the patrons of our world. Pick up the general’s glove or I swear to you that you I will see to it that you rue the day your mother pushed your squalling little form out of her.”

The nobleman rises stiffly and takes the glove from the table. “I accept your challenge,” he says formally, his face white as he meets the general’s eyes.

The governor stands and looks at you. “Please forgive us, my lord,” he murmurs to you, “this is a poor sort of welcome.”

You stand and nod to him as the dinner breaks apart, people quickly taking their leave.

>That’s all for today, guys! Thanks for playing! Remember that next thread is Monday April 13 and not next Sunday.

>>39163934
Later Law

>>39163934

You are awesome, thanks!

>>39163975
>>39164008
Thanks guys! I hope you had fun today. I tried to make it a little more exciting than last thread. Hopefully I succeeded despite the "mildly" rampancy.

>>39163934
Thanks for running.

>>39163934
Thanks for running. Guess it's time for me to catch up on the archives and participate.

Anyone else here suspecting that the nobleman was told to do this, to endear us to the governor? Or am I just paranoid?

>>39164052

Yes, there was much stuff to do, I liked that I can now go into spiral of paranoia.

>>39164104

I am also suspecting this. I also think that our Canonness is too good of a person.

Or...maybe it's a world that Dante send us to for us to retire? To think about what's important in life...see good...hahaha, as if

>>39164052

Also I like NPC of Lucrecia. She has potential for some twisted stuff/twisted twists/being a good person overall.

>>39164188
The kind characters are clearly hiding everything from us.

>>39164188
That's good to hear. I'll try to maintain that for the next thread, then.