Webs That Bleed (Part 1?)
Laertes sat in his grand throne cloaked in the darkness of the bridge and the black cloth that covered his body. He gazed over the stars as his ship drifted in the great and vast void. He looked to his left and he saw a cowering slave looking at him with complete and utter fear in his eyes. He hated them for the way they looked at him like a monster.
He raised his left hand and struck him hard as the slave was thrown far back and crashed against a wall as he screamed in pain. Laertes growled and barked at the slave in a complex language "GO TO BARTIMUS AND BRING ME MY MEN!!!" the slave began to run and scurry away from the scene and he quickly looked at the other slaves cowering in the darkness staring at their master.
Laertes looked back at the stars and focused his mind on them but a dark figure walked behind him and spoke that sent a shudder through his body. "Its time. If you suffer any more your very mind will blow you back to where you came and you will become the very thing you never wanted to be. Fail them again and you will kill the entire web you built." After he said this Laertes looked to his right and saw the sword....the damned sword that broke his very soul.
Silence swept the room as the ship still drifted in the void as Laertes stood and placed his hands on his head and screamed as his voice filled the room. He threw off his cloak and his body was revealed to be a tower of mutation and unholy corruption across his body. His body was infused with a unidentifiable power armor that morphed in with his skin. His head had two horns and his face was a mangled piece of mutation and unbearable gore. His hands and feet where large claws.
Laertes slammed his feet onto the metal that held them and walked angrily out of the room and was greeted by 30 people in a large scaled room. Each one was different from race and armor. It was his most loyal band of killers, thieves, soldiers, psykers and more. He glared at them without uttering a word in a room of complete silence.
This is my first time being a game master with threads but I hope I can live up to expectations. Please feel free to PM me and tell me how i'm doing from time to time. Here are the rules that I borrowed and modified from the Choral City Roleplay by Unxpekted22:
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The Warband And The Story
The Apex Nova Oblitorators is a renegade chapter that was born on the planet of Nova Brastos. A rogue trader exploration ship found the planet and discovered it and named it after himself. The people of the planet where primitive. Overtime Nova's psychic adviser felt a extremely powerful presence and he delved into the. This presence was a large fleet of chaos warriors and slaves preparing for a large sector wide crusade.
Years later Nova brought this information to the imperial bureaucracy and soon a large imperial navy and guard regiment was sent in to destroy the fleet. The fleet was met resistance and then they called upon the space marines. The ultramarines where called upon for their purity and deep believe in the codex. They destroyed a small part of the fleet and injured the master of it. They fled and the unnamed master swore to take down the entire sector and would destroy the Imperium itself.
Afterwards the imperium office declared that a new chapter must be able to take down this enemy and truly protect the sector with their life and with loyalty. The Apex Nova Oblitorators where named after Nova for his find and how he saved thousands of primitive lives and the Apex was for the Ultramarine's protection and their gene seed was used to support the Apex. Years upon years past and the newest recruit of this new chapter named Bartimus showed high skill and was a great politician and rose through the ranks to finally become chapter master.
He prepared for the great assault for a long time until his age of 297. The enemy arrived and sent an extremely large fleet with many aboard it. Bartimus sent a navy fleet to do combat with the enemy and take down their dropships before they could reach the planet. Smalls parts of the fleet was destroyed but the major ship released escape pods and dropships to battle the Apex space marines.
The assault reached the major temple that was the center of the recruitment world. Bartimus in the battlefield led his troops to fight the invader and then they met on the field of war. The invader was a daemon prince and held a great sword. In the fight Bartimus threw down his gun and unsheathed his power sword and prepared for blade on blade combat.
They fought for hours and hours until Bartimus in a full blown rage crushed the prince with full utter and masterful strength. After killing it he invader fell on the battlefield and an extreme explosion occurred and the chaos forces were utterly destroyed. Bartimus looked over the blade and grabbed it while starring at it. He slowly walked away from the battlefield as his men cheered in victory.
The sword was blessed by the inquisition and the spirit inside it was suppressed for years upon years until he turned 791. He called it the Crow's Claw. Bartimus was a strong and disciplined leader but a soul and spirit started to control and overpowered him. It started to manipulate him and controlled him.
Bartimus slowly became corrupt overtime and began to dwell in chaos rituals and dealed with Dark Eldar mercenaries. His most loyal joined him and thought he was always doing something to help secure the chapter and protect it. Bartimus would deal with these mercs and would ask them to take out certain enemies of the chapter or kill off certain Tau or encampment.
Soon the chapter found out and other remained loyal to the chapter master. The ones that went against Bartimus sided with the Inquisition and gained support and help from them after contacting them and killing their traitor brethren. Along with this they received better gear and more to go against Bartimus. Along with this they got the support of the Imperial Guard and the Ultramarines chapter trying to fight for their good name and the emperor.
Bartimus got the support of the chaos forces like Khorne and Tzeetch. The people where rewarded for their loyalty and where constantly focused on by the Imperial Cult. They where constantly harassed and stereo typed for being uneducated heretics sense they where given new tech and never had a true religion before there upbringing. They where also hating the Imperium Inquisition that tried to manipulated and change their culture.
The planet grew into a full on war zone planet as they took to the fields to fight against Bartimus. The primitive and space marine scouts fought so they could prove themselves to the inquisition. Bartimus hired Dark Eldar mercenaries to help him in taking back his sector and along with the mercenaries the chaos forces began to take interest and gave Bartimus more men and women to fight for him. Finally mutants looked up to him and thought he would be a start to a new future because he worked with xenos.
The great civil war began in the sector and billions of deaths ensued. During the war the inquisition started to order exterminautus upon the planets in the sector. Bartimus lost the war and fled with a small warband of 500. The fled to a far off sector with only a small amount of space marines and a mixture of mutants, Dark Eldar, and finally chaos worshipers.
After the fled Bartimus and the chaos soul slowly infused into one ultimate identity and then they began to grow another warband and chaos chapter while working with Chaos Undivided. Overtime he grew a web of power and greatness and began with a project that would bring the coming of Laertes. Bartimus began to create VATs and started to work with a rogue mechanicus engineer named Ganesh and created the New Man Project or N.M.P which helped recreate his army. He cloned a man by the name Tactinus who was a pure and new slave that he bought from the Dark Eldar. Overtime the babies that where born he used to make into chaos space marines that would pillage and destroy planets.
Then Laertes was born and he was naturally mutated. He was born with horns and super human abilities. Bartimus automatically shut down the project and started to recruit his armies and took interest in Laertes. He was sent on many tasks and missions and constantly earned favor with the chaos Gods and with his dear mentor.
Bartimus was now 821 and he was slowly aging and it was time to step down. He was becoming more mad over time as the chaos soul started to become stronger and then he allowed Laertes to take control. He passed on the sword to his student and made him the new chapter master. Bartimus became the adviser and always would stand by his student.
Laertes started off strong by launching black crusade across sectors and some prime Imperium planets. Sometimes people would leave and would try to surpass him and kill him to take over the army. After some time after this he launched a crusade against a prime Imperium planet. He launched a large chunk of his army upon a hive world which was utterly destroyed. Dark Eldar forces where captured and led to many small slaanesh armies being destroyed and chaos legions having problems with their missions. So for Laertes he was mutated and destroyed in and out into a broken man. Along with this the spirit started to creep into his mind.
Years passed and now Laertes uses his main ship to start his campaigns and to secure his position and uses a small band of warriors to help destroy threats to the warband. But this might be the end of them or maybe the beginning.
You will be playing as one of the thirty (loyal) members of the Apex Nova Oblitorators warband as you engage in working for the good of it or for yourself. This is not only a story but a character that you made and his story. Your character can be part of almost any race. Your character can be a Dark Eldar, Chaos Space Marine, Human, Mutant, or something entirely unique that you want to try out. You can have 4 weapons on your character and they can be swapped out and left behind if you would like. Your starting weapons cannot be over powered and they must fit with your character.
Your character can have a profession with psychic or mutated abilities but it will take up one of your 4 weapons spots. You can also gear that won't take up any of your weapon spots but will probably help you in your mission or tasks. Lastly feel free to create characters when creating your backstory and if you want I can implement them into the roleplay thread.
I am also looking for 8 players but I might make a exception depending on how good your application is
Please tell me if I missed anything or if you have any problems with the thread or have any questions
Character's Name: Dargon-Sha'nael
Character's Description: Dargon-Sha'nael is a dark man. A dark man with two faces. He naturally wore dark ceremite armor stained with carbon from the explosions and ammo bursts from past battles. This showed his age. He could no longer remember how old he truly was by standard Terran years. His time in the Great Eye warped his sense of time which had played with his physical and psychological features. He no longer wore his helm, as he had lost it in a battle long past as it had done it's job by protecting his head from an explosion. The scars across his forehead were half hidden by his long dark dreadlocks. He still wears scraps of ribbon marked with achievements long past across his chest. His second face is that of the demon within him. He struggled every day to keep the demon at bay, but the scent and sounds of battle drew him out. When he emerged, his form mutated. His hands became ruinous claws as the middle two fingers of each hand fused together and long nails grew. His mouth elongated and huge shark like teeth emerged to form a horrendous maw. His leg plates shifted while the muscles in his legs grew to add to his demonic strength.
Character's Race: Human (Astartes)
Character's Wargear: He wears dark colored MK III ceremite power armor. He packs a chainaxe, bolt pistol, and relic bolter.
Character's Backstory: He remembered his birth name, it was hard to forget. However his brothers that still lived barely remembered as battle withdrew his 'other self'. He was called Dargon. Dargon-Sha'nael was born on Terra prior to the great betrayal. His legion had taught him the ways of fighting well. When the False Emperor had betrayed his father Horus, he had taken it personally as did the rest of his brothers. The Son's of Horus had changed many times in the millennia to follow. Though he could remember his Luna Wolf brothers and how the had fought together in the name of the Emperor in the great crusade, he had also not forgotten how that same emperor had thrown his father to the curb so he could follow the path to godhood. The very ideology they had fought WITH THE EMPEROR against, Horus was being persecuted for. It had been ten millennia since those fateful days, and after remembering the attack on the throne and the failings of Horus, he had lost his path. Dragon-Sha'nael had tried to fight the corruption, but had succumbed to the great powers while within the Eye of Terror. He had bargained with a Neverborn to guide his path and make him stronger. Forever bonding his soul with that of the ruinous powers.
So if we are trying to be a little accurate, there are indeed those who would fight along side aliens.
Gonna put up a character some time tomorrow. Simply need to decide whether I am bringing (and updating) a legionnaire from the past or going a different route.
Pretty sure I was aiming those towards the writer of this thread... and wanted his vision.
I can be a smartass too.
Oh yeah, I never said there weren't any that fought with xenos. I said there weren't many. Interesting how you quoted that, and misread it at the same time.
Anyways, anxious to see some of the character development.
And you asked a question where the answer was in the previous post, I merely pointed it out to you.
I'd stop trying to pick fights with everyone and anyone Loken, you most definitely will not win them all.
The answer was NOT in the post. If it was, I wouldn't have asked. Or, I would like some more clarification, as asked in the sentence right below it.
Picking fights with no ill intention. I'm sorry, but you're the one who came at me with provocation. I'm very sorry you don't know the difference.
You didn't need to say anything to me.
Can we move on and leave this poor guys thread in peace?
I tried to put a better backstory for the warband and a name. Also I ed to explain the story a little and give some hints and whatnot to explain whats currently going on.
Character's Name: Mazrim
Character's Description: Mazrim's jet black power armor stands clean and serviceable, devoid of any imperial insignia. Instead of the aquila on his chest he wears a winged raven's skull. His right pauldron bears the symbol of the Raven Guard chapter and his left the mark of Tzeentch. When he removes his beaked helmet you can see his pale features framed by an unkempt mane of jet black hair. A chameleoline cloak, worn and fraying from decades of service, hangs from his shoulders.
Character's Race: Astartes
Character's Wargear: Astartes Boltgun, (2) Frag Grenades, Astartes Combat Knife, Black Mk VI "Corvus Pattern" Power Armor, Cameleoline Cloak, Demolition Kit
As a child on Deliverance Mazrim grew up hearing stories of Corvus Corax, the great liberator and wanted to emulate him and his sons. He was overjoyed when he was chosen to become an aspirant at the Raven Spire and train to have a chance to become like his heroes..
After becoming a space marine of the Raven Guard chapter, Mazrim followed in the Raven Guard tradition and became a stealthy operative. He was quite successful at infiltrating enemy encampments and taking out priority targets such as anti‐aircraft guns. Mazrim's company was more often assigned missions against rebellious human worlds. It was while doing this that Mazrim slowly became disenchanted with what the Raven Guard had become. The Raven Guard was no longer a group of liberating heroes, it had become a group of enforcers for an oppressive imperium built upon the backs of the weak and powered by the death of thousands of psykers a day.
Over time this gnawed at Mazrim until one day he came upon an ancient manuscript written by a sorcerous follower of Tzeentch, while raiding the palace of a rebellious planetary governor. He was supposed to destroy such heretical artifacts, but in a moment of weakness (or perhapse clarity), he took the heretical tome. The book planted the seeds of heresy in Mazrim's mind as he read about revolutions and aspirations for positive change. Mazrim defected from the Raven's Spire intending on leading an uprising like his gene‐father did thousands of years before.
Character's Name: Sekel Itemar
Character's Description: Lean and angular, Sekel has white shoulder length hair framing a sharp face with purple eyes, a sharp nose, and alabaster skin. Standing at nearly eight feet when clad in armour, a suit of warped Maximus pattern armour with the right pouldron bearing the armoured studs of Heresy patter armour. Since the time of the start of the eternal war, Sekel's armour has long since been warped by time in the Great Eye and he rewarded by the lord of pain; the double headed eagle granted as an honour to his former legion now lay a twisted mockery for all to see. An augmatic arm of dark metal chased in gold makes up his left arm from the elbow down.
Character's Race: (human) Astartes
Character's Wargear:Sekel wields a rapier infused with the essence of the daemon Kvii'Ze (a daemon weapon in name only, it does nothing for him in combat), his ancient bolter Excquisite, grenades, Sekel carries both in pouches of human flesh; one the face of a White Scar sergeant taken in the final battle, the other a World Eater taken when Sekel last fought against Kazimir, and a bolt pistol Lament.
Character's Backstroy: Once a noble worrior of the Emperor's Children, Sekel sided with his lord Fulgrim and the warmaster Horus during the great Heresy. During the Siege of Terra, Sekel and his brothers of the Emperor's Children descended on the innocents while the Iron Warriors tore the walls of the palace asunder; even going as far as taking battle to the White Scars when they made their stand to deny the Warmaster's forces the spaceport.
With the death of Horus, Sekel fell back from Terra like so many others, turning to the Great Eye and making his vow that would see him return to take part in the Eternal War for all of time. Sekel and those of the legion fought bitter battles against the bloodthirsty mongrels of the World Eaters as both legions fell to their respective gods. Sekel, in one particular ancient battle, lost his arm to a World Eater champion by the name of Kazimir, who would be forever burned into his mind. Centuries later, long after the great Betrayer shattered his own legion at Skalathrax and the Emperor's Children had been decimated as a result of the machinations of Fabius Bile, Sekel fought against Kazimir, running his blade through the berzerkers heart where the blade remains even still. What event fore-stalled Sekel from finishing Kazimir has been lost to a lifetime of pain and pleasure, to the point where even which event occurred first has become distorted.
Since the time of the final battle, Sekel fought with his brothers, bearing witness to the mighty daemon primarch Fulgrim slaying the weakling Ultramarine primarch Guilliman. When his lord left the legion for the pleasure world and he lost his arm, Sekel was driven to obsession, going so far as to slay those who had followed him since the days of the Great Crusade. Sekel was cast from the legion, swearing to take his place at the side of Fulgrim on the planet of eternal pleasures and slaughter all who stood against him.
Over the years Sekel has traveled across the length and breadth of the Eye, fought in Black Crusades of the Despoiler, and given his services to various warlords who he takes an interest in. Though far from the master swordsman that is the champion Lucius, Sekel is a prodigy in his own right.
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