[DW/SM] Spectre of Ullanor (IC)

[Mazer Rackham]

Enkush:

 

As you approach, you ascertain the larger scrapes and scratches are indeed superficial, albeit inflicted with Orkish blades, the runnels in the paint consistent with broad cutting edges. It also appears the power circuits for the Rhino's rear hatch have been decoupled for manual opening and closing.

 

GM: The rest of the info is in Uldyssian's possession, bar the obvious that repairs will require time and materiel, but it far from the hopeless case it purports to be.

 

 

[Machine God]

Enkush

 

Blessant Mon coeur / d'une langeur / monotone

 

From looking at the engine and the damage, he recognised the influence of hypnogogic suggestion. 

 

Over here, I am damaged, Techmarine fix me! 

 

 

++Ordos Xenos++

 

Enkush chuckled. 

 

 

 

 

 

[Mazer Rackham]

The Refuge:

 

All:

As you moved about the wadi, there was little to recommend it other than as a covert position from which a last stand defence could be mounted - and indeed, had. The only treasures were the equipment and Rhino left behind. Leyuun, the mysterious, disarming Space Marine in sable, nods to Kur-Dawa, when the latter asks for anyone wounded to make themselves known.

 

He beckons to the Apothecary.

 

'In there.'

 

He says no more, trusting to the surgeon's own discernment.

 

Enkush and Uldyssian:

 

GM: Please study the new schematic now available in the Data thread. Your investigations provide that whilst the Rhino can be salvaged, it will require refit, especially if it is to carry the team as a transport. The vehicle is not currently viable for this, but you will have to decide which systems to keep and which to scrap for parts (and space). This variant is not unknown to you, but is sufficiently different that you will have to 'learn as you go'. However, rote practice will go some way towards this.

 

GM: You will be able to restore (keep) only a few of these systems, so choose wisely. The number of systems you retain also reduce transport capacity, reductions increase it. Current transport capacity is four Space Marines. You may not salvage more Advanced systems than Standard ones. External Systems (E) have no effect on transport capacity. Ammunition Stowage and Fuel Systems are considered mandatory, and included in the vehicle hull.

Standard Onboard Systems and Equipment (May salvage four):

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• Remote-operated, pintle-mounted Storm Bolter (E)
• Searchlight for illumination (E)
• Smoke Launchers for defensive concealment (E)
• Geo-locator Beacon for precise location and battlefield navigation
• Command Vox Relay for secure command communications

Advanced Command, Control, and Surveillance Equipment (May salvage three):

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• Multi-band Vox signal boosters for long-range squad-to-squad, ground-to-air, and ground-to-orbit link coordination
• Multi-spectral ground surveillance Auspex for detecting enemy units
• Powerful orbital-interface secure Vox-transceiver enabling communication with orbiting spacecraft
• Teleport Homer Beacon to guide safe and precise teleportation of troops
• Transmission monitoring system and decryption engine, capable of jamming or decoding enemy communications
• Bio-status readout system integrating telemetry directly from the Power Armour of all deployed Space Marines
• Augury arrays and Vox arrays capable of calling down orbital precision strikes

 

GM: As per, screaming, shouting and questions in the OOC.

[A.T.]

Uldyssian

 

"Greetings brother. I fear that it is I that must seek fuel should we see this vehicle moved from its position, it seems that its resting position was one of necessity and not tactical."

 

He took a step back to better view the external relays as he spoke, "despite appearances it is little damaged. If we cannot remove it from this location then we must ensure it destroyed beyond any ability for the orkoids to recover as the augers and vox relays within would expose our movements to the greenskins."

[Machine God]

Enkush

 

"Of course its always a question of fuel. The Rhino STC engine can run on anything, whilst the bikes need prometheum, guzzeline. Their machine spirits are greedy."

 

He brought the cartograph to bear and started keying inquiries about fuel caches.

 

"I requisitioned this from Brother Layuun, so it should be up to date on the surrounding area"

 

 

 

INT 44 +10 (Navigation Surface) = 54. Result: 31, Pass 2DoS

 

 

He looked at the results on the green holograph projected, and wondered about getting the Damocles ready.

 

 

 

Eezer goode, eezer goode

 

 

 

"Of course you can keep most of the External Systems."

 

 

 

 

Edited November 27 by Machine God
Tidy-up

[Mazer Rackham]

Enkush:

 

The Cartograph shows several installations within immediate range, (see the Data thread for more details).

• A water reclamation plant (100km, South);
• A Small Adeptus Mechanicum weigh-station and storage depot (120km, Northwest) and;
• An Imperial Guard Artillery outpost (80km, East).

Ork forces are phantom returns on the Cartograph, as the information on their whereabouts is listed as: Approximate.

 

[Trokair]

Kur-Dawa

 

When he had tended to the Celebrant, whose name he learned was Incario, Kur-Dawa headed for the tent. Perhaps it was another Astartes seconded to the Deathwatch that Leyuun wanted him to help. Instead he found a human, and one of importance he quickly discerned. While some injuries were obvious it would be dangerous to assume they were the only ones.

Taking care, he begun to examine the patient to see what could be done.

 

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Medicae, diagnose:

Int:41 – Not sure either the Narthecium or the Medical Pouch/Medkit helps with diagnoses

D100: 50, Fail 0DoF

Will also do a continuing/extended care test, but thought I’d wait in case Maser has any input at this stage.

 

[Mazer Rackham]

GM OOC: The Narthecium is also used for diagnoses, so with the +20, this is a Pass ( any Medicae Test IIRC).

 

Kur-Dawa:

 

The patient has significant internal and external injuries, including a punctured lung, severed femoral artery, shrapnel and bullet-wounds. He has myriad broken bones, including two completely crushed lumbar vertebrae. Ruptured kidneys, spleen, and bruised liver. He has first and second degree burns across legs and left side of body and head, a deep scalp wound, and fractured orbital.

 

It is through the medicae gear, meatball-style battlefield surgery, and Emperor's own grace that he even lives.

 

GM: He is tranquilised and has timed, auto-tension tourniquets fitted to his limbs. Plasma bags for Marines are hooked up to him, pinched with medical grips in order to regulate the draw. Cyclic respirators help his breathing, and his external bleeding is mostly staunched. The tranq-key will wake him instantly, flooding him with pain-suppressant, resucitex and synth-adrenaline, but may result in catastrophic shock.

 

GM: You may attempt to patch him up using some supplies already here and what you have available. If you have (Trade) Chymistry you may improve any Difficulty Step by one (-10 becomes +0, for instance). If not, your raw numbers are as follows. They scale with bits of the body that shouldn't ever meet a scalpel.

 

GM: Extended Care Test

• First (Routine +10). You may narrate as you will, but guidance should be for the external things you can suture, cataplasm patch etc;
• Second (Challenging +0). More serious injuries;
• Third (Hard -20); Internal;
• Fourth (Arduous -40). Life-threatening.

Failure of 4+ DoF will result in patient death via shock. If you fail by less than this, I will make a secret Toughness Test for your patient. Note that you may elect to take only the first few of these steps and try to rouse the patient. The more you complete, the less difficult this will be.

 

GM: Screaming, shouting and queries in the OOC as per.

[Lysimachus]

Incario:

 

Incario thanked the White Scar Apothecary and watched as the medic entered the Rhino. The two tech-adepts were already working on the vehicle. The Devastator had no particular talents to assist any of the specialists, so he turned and clambered back up the scarp with the intent of keeping watch. As he passed, he saw the shovel Leyuun had been using and took it with him.

 

He strode out into the sand and ash towards the still smouldering ruins of the first of the Ork buggies. Keeping one eye on the horizon, he began shovelling sand atop the fire blackened remains, attempting to put out what was left of the blaze and extinguish the thin column of black smoke that continued to rise. If they were pausing long enough to repair the transport, they did not want any eyes drawn to this area.

 

As he worked, Incario wondered whether he should remain with the survivors here, or strike out alone and try to return to the 5th Company. His preference would of course be to find his own brethren… but there were questions to be answered here. Who was the mortal in the White Scar's care? Why had the Deathwatch been here? Had they completed whatever task they had been set, or was there work still to be done?

 

 

[Machine God]

Enkush

 

Ah-ah-ha-ah-ah it's just my jealous mind

 

He plugged in to the cartograph with a data-jack and pinged the information about the fuel locations to the group. 

 

++We need to get some fuel if we're going to get this battle taxi going. Here are the three nearest locations where you can find some. Now Uldyssian and I will be working here and Kur-Dawa will be administering to his patient. We have two bikes that can bear you, they are proud beasts but you all have the training. 

Thoughts welcome, but time short.++

 

 

 

 

Edited November 25 by Machine God

[grailkeeper]

Warfare requires tactics. Tactics and strategy. 

 

There are times when the best stratagy was to let others do all the work. In fact, its hard to think of a time when that wasn't the best stratagy. 

 

Nolites wandered around to the  rear of the rhino. It was packed with all kinds of important looking tech. Too much to fit everyone here inside with it. He decided to make himself useful by clearing out some space inside. Given how he'd found himself in this predicament he had no desire to be left behind, or worse pushed out of another vehicle. He started by shifting out what looked like storage cases from inside. They the least likely to stop incoming fire, whilst taking up a lot of space. Probably they weren't important.

 

In this he was wrong. One of the packing cases swung open as he moved it. Inside  lay a scabbarded powersword. The scabbard was nothing much to look at, but the sword was another matter entirely. Someone had spent a lot of time crafting this, and it had seen a lot of use. He could just about make out the shape of the guard. It was very worn but could still be made out as being a dragon's head breathing fire down the blade. 

 

The Emperor wanted him to have this blade.

 

Probably.

 

Better in his hands killing Orks than packed away in a box anyway,

 

[Machine God]

Enkush

 

With the assistance of Nolites, they moved packing cases out of the rear of the Rhino. The Marine Malevolent then started looking through the boxes away from the Rhino and the holy work.

 

++We will be working here and we shall use some of the bikes' fuel to power the Rhino. That way we can all go together to the fuel sources.++

 

"Uldyssian we can keep the pintle-mounted Storm Bolter, Searchlight and Smoke Launchers. I think that we should keep the Command Vox and the Orbit Strike Array. There's nothing like a Big Stick, especially if you have to Rain Danger Close."

 

Enkush and Uldyssian were both looking at the command cogitator. Enkush pointed at the internal monitor that the driver talked to crew with a couple of mechandendrites.

 

"We just need to get creative and apply the proper rites of 'Black Nasty' application and recycle parts."

 

 

 

Naughty, naughty, very naughty!

 

 

 

[A.T.]

Uldyssian

 

"I would recommend that we do not compromise the vehicles auger in our attempts to salvage other systems. Visibility is poor and the vehicle is ill equipped to withstand orkoid attack at such short range."

 

He reviewed the co-ordinates of potential target sites. As it stood one downhill would be ideal.

[Trokair]

Kur-Dawa

 

The patient should be dead, by rights, and yet he wasn’t. Even with all the work that had already been done to stabilise the patient.

 

Kur-Dawa ducked out of the tent again.

 

“Cousins, if any of you have some idle time I could do with a second set of hands in here.”

 

He headed back inside; of the ones he had seen they had all been busy, securing the site, trying to repair the Rhino and other such tasks. A second set of hands was unlikely to be forthcoming, and if any of the others had relevant training surely the Deathwatch sworn would have already had them tend to the patient.

 

The injuries were severe and deep, and really he should start with the internal issues before they became worse, but given the circumstance and the state of the patient he was not sure that he would be able to do so without causing greater harm. Would the human be able to take the additional injury of surgery?

 

Better to start with those injuries he could treat for sure, some of which the previous care giver had already started, the burns, some shrapnel removal, redressings and so forth. In the process he could better assess the patient and what could be done for the deeper hurts. For now he let him sleep, no point waking him yet and risking shock.  

 

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Medicae, Extended Care Test

First

Int:41 + 20 (Medical Pouch) +10(Routine)= 71

d100: 76, Fail, 0 DoF

Second

Int:41 + 20 (Medical Pouch) = 61

d100: 35, Pass, 2 DoS

Pausing here on account to the fail on test one, and as test three and four are internal compared to test one and two dealing with surface injuries it also feels like a good narrative point.  

 

Also the request for assistance is there more as a narrative opening for any other player currently unengaged who wants a hook to work from.  

 

[Mazer Rackham]

The Refuge:

 

The Trials of Mars:

 

The Damocles Systems must be cannibalised; that much is certain, it is now down to how willing the machine spirits re to fanned from embers, into the flames of ignition.

 

GM: Here's your deal.

 

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If you have Trade (Armourer) you may decrease the difficulty by one step, ie Difficult (-10), becomes Challenging (+0). Note that if you do not have Trade (Armourer), these repairs are classed as routine/rote, and no benefit is gained for DoS. These are all Tech-Use Tests unless specified:

• Standard Systems:
  • Smoke Launchers, Routine (+10)
  • Searchlight, Routine (+10)
  • Storm Bolter, Difficult (-10)
    • Mounted, 100m, S/2/4, 1D10+9 X, Pen 4, Clip 100, Reload 2 Full, Storm, Tearing.
    • The Weapon has 3D10 (15) Rounds in the magazine.
• Advanced Systems:
  • Command Vox, Hard (-20)
  • Orbital Strike Relay, Very Hard (-30).

GM: If a Test is Failed, then the equipment works, but it is impaired in some manner. If you fail by 4+ DoF, it gets busted. Note that if you do break one system, I will assume there is enough salvageable parts for an alternative.

 

Kur-Dawa:

 

The patient shudders involuntarily, but otherwise the monitors show his vitals holding steady.

 

GM: You gain +10 to further Medicae Tests on this patient.

[Trokair]

Kur-Dawa

 

Dropping another piece of shrapnel in the makeshift bowl, actually a PDF troopers helmet with the padding striped out, he begun to stitch up the leg wound. It would leave a scar, if the patient survived, and kept the leg. He was still not sure the leg was saveable, or that it matter given the lower spinal damage, for all he knows the patient was already paralyzed. But one had to hope, and he had stemmed the femoral bleeding so that was another risk reduced.  

 

Now the only threatening injuries were in the torso, and some of them, such as the ruptured kidney and spleen he could do little for but monitor them and hope the patient was robust enough. The punctured lung however, and broken ribs he could do something about.

 

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Medicae, Extended Care Test

Third

Int:41 + 20 (Medical Pouch) – 20(Hard) +10(GM say so)= 51

d100: 34, Pas, 1 DoF

 

 

Taking a quick break to clear his head and disinfect the area and tools again Kur-Dawa found that he was delaying. If faced with an unknown enemy on the battlefield one could always retreat and gather more strength to come back with, here that was not an option. He was out of his depths.

 

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Medicae, Extended Care Test

Fourth

Int:41 + 20 (Medical Pouch) – 40(Absurd) +10(GM say so)= 31

d100: 64, Fail, 3 DoF Errgh...

 

[Mazer Rackham]

Kur-Dawa:

 

The patient spasms on the table, with an arch of his back, his guts contort around your probes and sutures. A string of ruddy phlegm paints your pauldron, and the Throne Agent's spasming makes even this, sturdy, impromptu surgical bed rattle with teeth-juddering thrashes. His face alights, sole , visible eye white, rolled back into his skull as the strange catatonia he laboured beneath vanishes in this apoplexy.

 

He suddenly stops, and slumps back onto the bed. His eye still, wild finds you, and he begins mumbling something only an Astartes can hear.

 

'Cognis. Rex. Umbrae. Manifold-three-two-Upsilon. Ave Imperator.'

 

He then slips away into a deep coma.

 

At his words, the Deathwatch Veteran seems to come to life.

 

+In the name of the Emperor, and by the power of ancient treaty, I put all here assembled Astartes into secondment to the Ordo Xenos Chamber Militant: Deathwatch. This grants you purpose and reward by Him on Terra.+

 

He takes a deep breath.

 

+Now that is out of the way, let me tell you what we are doing here...+

 

GM: I tried to give Xin as much time as I could, but we'll have to shuffle on. I'll allow reactions to the events, and then drop some more stuff into another post, unless Xin is about, and he can slap something togather.

[Lysimachus]

Incario:

 

The Celebrant was just finishing, patting down the last shovel load of sand, when he heard the Watch Marine over the vox. He looked out across the empty dunes, and grinned.

 

Should have run out into the desert while you had the chance…

 

He joked with himself, of course. Though he was unsure about working with the Inquisition, to serve with the Deathwatch would be a great privilege, even on a temporary basis. More importantly, such service would undoubtedly bring more opportunities to destroy the hated greenskins. Incario would never turn down such a pleasing prospect.

 

Edited yesterday at 12:19 AM by Lysimachus

[Machine God]

Enkush

 

He assisted Uldyssian in the task of the Rhino’s transport capacity. It was clear that the Smith had more knowledge than him, so he operated in a support role. 

 

The tools were laid in neat and logical rows. 

 

Across the Vox came the high order from the Deathwatch. He acknowledged it on the noosphere. 

 

Now the squad of disparate marines would operate more efficiently. 

 

 

I don't want to set the world on fire 

 

 

 

 

[Necronaut]

Hierax

 

Where he had cast his gaze, death had followed. 

 

Hierax had remained upon the ridge of the wadi scanning the horizon for threats while keeping an eye on the wrecks of the enemy transports on the off chance any survivors were to miraculously claw their way free from their smouldering tombs. He fidgeted with the ork tooth conferred upon him by the Storm Lord, Enkush, in its new home in his belt pouch and mused upon his prospects. The Raptor was weighing his options, giving thought to disappearing into the wastes and attempting to rejoin his chapter when the Deathwatch veteran’s voice imposed upon his thoughts over the vox-link.

 

They were all being press-ganged into the Ordo Xenos, an honour to be sure, but perhaps a dubious one given the circumstances.

 

That had been Sergeant Laertes and his squad’s purpose out here, whether they had known it or not.

 

Hierax scowled, then rose, his pattern-shifting cloak billowing around him in the wind, and slipped a sturdy flak-canvas cover over his long-barreled boltgun to protect it from the elements and descended again into the shallow depression to find out what his new masters had planned for his newly christened unit.

Edited 22 hours ago by Necronaut

[A.T.]

Uldyssian

 

For all the wear of war and elements the chassis of the vehicle had stood strong, but many of the more delicate components had suffered. The wisdom of the standard construct allowed much to be salvaged but much would also have to be sacrified, at least until the could return the vehicle for repairs.

 

Starting with the hard stuff:

Target 74 (incluidng assist)

 

Orbital relay: 12 - pass

Vox system:  61 - fail (by 1 degree)

Storm bolter: 61 - pass

Searchlight: 98 - fail (by 2 degrees)

Smoke launcher: 57 - pass