Frantz's pod landed in the forested region of Survaka. He had been sent as a test by the Word Bearers Legion to see if he had the right stuff to be made an Officer in their army of Guardsmen. Frantz exited his craft gingerly and camouflaged it with leaves and branches. As he finished the work, Frantz saw a river winding lazily through the forest. Frantz smiled slyly. A river. Excellent. This is the perfect place to start. Frantz felt inside his pocket and found the little bottle. It was full of a poison that was very deadly. It caused the person to get boils all over their body, then caused them to start coughing up their lungs. As the pressure built up in their body, the boils would explode and out would come a flow of blood. It was guarantied to kill within a day. However, this virus that had been experimented on to act more slowly. Frantz walked up to the river and poured just a small amount into the river. If he was lucky he would be able to kill some of the smaller children. As he added more later in the day or even several days later, the elders and adults would begin to get sick. Frantz walked a bit farther before settling down to eat a quick meal. Frantz stood up and began to walk towards the city, and-hopefully-his destiny.
Frantz soon heard a noise, it was coming from the river. There was a bubbling noise coming from it. Upon closer inspection Frantz realized that there was a large portion of blood in the river. Where this blood was coming from he could not tell. Yet he then heard something else... foot steps. As he turned around and look he could make out what was seven people. Six of them where armed with las guns while the other was armed with a las pistol and a sword (Just a normal sword). They were all wearing simply clothes and where not in any kind of uniforms. By the looks of it they were probably pirates.
Azulanthis wriggled and shifted, squeezing through a drainage pipe in the city wall's base, little more then six centimeters across. It's shape reformed with a sound like a cork being drawn from a bottle, and it walked across the alleyway, passing a guard whistling a song it knew as The Tracks on the Land Raider Crush the Heretics. Azulanthis hummed merrily to itself as it hooked a bladed claw around the main power conduit to a hab unit, cutting the power. Yells of alarm filtered down. He heard a massive crunch of crumpling alloy as the elevator struck the floor in the basement. It melted through the wall of the now sealed hab, and hell flowed in with it.
((OOC: Feel free to continue, not much for me to add in since no one spotted you.))
lucius landed his ship just outside of the city, he got up out of his seat and headed to the rear hatch, one of his servitors walked past him on four mechanicle legs, two long arms extended from its sides, each one ending in a inbuilt lasrifles. he descended the ramp and looked at the city spread out in front of him, his armour was covered in the red robes of a member of the mechanicus, he lifted up his hood and began to walk towards the vast city.
As Lucius enters the city he is approach by two PDF troopers. "I've never seen you before here. What business have you here?" said the first PDF trooper. "Maybe he's the one responsible for the murder. I mean don't you find kind of supicous that just the man was murdered a day ago that he show up. By the looks of it he could probably kill a man easily." said the 2nd PDF trooper. The two PDF troopers then waited for Lucius answer.
Originally Posted by BlackApostleVilhelm
Joker danced into what could laughingly be called a hab unit and, despite himself, laughed. The four men inside looked at him with disdain and the biggest got up but before he could do anything a jagged ornate dagger was stabbed through his throat and the eldar harlequin was laughing hysterically. He sat at the table where the other three were rooted to their seats and calmed himself down, "Well well well, I have a business proposition for you three.....hehehe......hahahah....ehem well you see I am in need of some strong arms in the things I am going to do to this planet and you three seem like a rather desperate bunch so I want you to join me. Now now I can't tell you exactly what I am going to do but I can tell you that you will be well taken care of so long as you pledge yourself to me and the one who I follow.....mmmhhhmmm....well?" The three men looked at him for awhile, finally one spoke up, "Who do you follow? And what is your name?" Joker laughed and slammed his gloved hand on the table, "Well I can answer both of those, I serve the Prince of Excess and no one knows my true name but you may call me either Joker or Jester or something along those ridiculously cliche lines hahahahahahahaha....so can I count you in?" He asked again. The three men nodded and the eldar harlequin got a dark sadistic look on his face, "Good......"
One of them step forwarded and decided to ask a question. "Are you the one who is responsible for murdering the PDF captain? They say he committed suicide but we all know he was murdered. So was it you? I mean they have rounded up several people and public executed them for being possible heretics. It seems they are ready to kill anyone." said the man with a hit of fear in his voice. The other two simply nodded in agreement and watch with fear.