[b][u][i]Recently on Prison of Exiles![/i][/u][/b]
[spoiler]this will be a short recap of what happened with my characters and their situation.[/spoiler]
The Primarch of the Ultramarines, Roboute Guilliman, after meeting Inquisitor Ling, found his way to the Forgotten Arena. This massive room, spreading eight by eight Kilometers, was once used for battling titanic beings, all to the glory of the chaos gods. But it has been abandoned for ages, the defense systems long rusted away. It was home to an artificial flora and landscape, dead trees and black hills mark the arena with a varying terrain. In the middle of that terrian rests the Base of the Seventh Baltic Manticores regiment of Militarum Tempestus. The pride of the Imperial Guard. These soldiers were transported en masse to the ship, and none knows why... will of the Emperor? Evil scheme by the god of plots? Who truly knows? What remains is that these soldiers have made the best out of their unfortunate situation, and have assembled a mighty staging area in the hold. Mounting robust defenses, they are well protected against the warp spawns that ceaselessly attack their position. The Tempestor Prime, Lord-General Eleanor Lancaster, has learned from her scouts that a General Quarters exist within the ship, and that more Imperial forces are present there. The establishment of a route was critical.
Meanwhile, a group of Ultramarines elite troops has discovered one of their Battle-Brothers of the White Scars, by the name of Bracheous. Accompanying him, they encountered a patrol of Tempestus Scions of the Baltic Manticores, who brought the team back to their camp, but not before halting to make the discovery of a half conscious winged woman, who was supposedly recognized as Saint Agnes, of the Order of the Ebon Chalice. This mysterious woman is currently being taken care of by the medical specialists of the Manticores, while the Ultramarines were reunited with their primarchs.
Elsewhere, a patrol of Baltic Manticores have encountered a woman named Kat, battle-sister of the Void Wolves, who was suffering intense side effects from a Gene-Seed mutation. The wounded woman was escorted back to camp, where she is currently being watched over by the Tempestor Prime.
Meanwhile, near the General Quarters, The Supreme Warlord Godkillah wanders the ship, in search of loot, dakka, and anything else to obtain. While this ambulatory threat poses a danger of death to anyone in the vicinity, it might be convinced of forming an alliance of sorts... and whoever would wield the mighty warlord would find themselves in a most favorable position.
And finally, within the depths of the ship, Lord Noiratrom plots, gaining more and more power as his Legion of the Undying, the Sons of Chaos, grow in numbers. His plan to harvest the souls of his primarch brothers and gain their powers was going without hampering. He had already amassed the Soul of Lorgar, Primarch of the Word Bearers, and the wandering soul of Konrad Curze, of the Night Lords. His powers grew unchecked, and the number of those able to stand against him waned by the second, soon to reach a measly four, four deities...
[spoiler]open to those that wish to continue any encounters/side plots.[/spoiler]
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Inquisitor Ling awoke from the Quarters,yawning. "Today's going to be hell." muttered the Inquisitor. He got dressed in his Inquisitorial Armor,his Carbon Black overcoat covering it. He gathered his Weapons and affixed his Digital Weapons. He test swung his Power Sword,it still charged thankfully. He sheathed that and slung his Incinerator and Holstered his two pistols,A Bolter Pistol and a Needler Pistol. Incense was applied to the overcoat,to protect from the demon scum. He exited the Quarters and walked the trenches.
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Troops were still in the trenches, mounted heavy bolters, autocannons and heavy hellguns all stood watch over the still fuming piles of dead heretics, warp spawns and Tyranids.
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"Seems like the Tempestus Prime has her shit under control." Said Ling to himself. He approached a Baltic Manticore with a Hellgun. "Any Casualties?" Said the Inquisitor.
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"None, Sir. Enemy doesn't get close enough for that to happen." He chuckles.
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"Good. I'm off to the Tempestor,do you know where she could be? I wish to talk." Said the Inquisitor rather grimly. "It's going to be a long day indeed..." He said once more.
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"Most likely in the RC structure. That's where she is, if she isn't on the front lines with us."
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"I'll head there,if anyone goes batshit due to the Warp you know what to do." Ling ran to the RC Tower,knowing that he has to discuss battle plans and all that.
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Eleanor stood over the tactical map of the area, showing the explored corridors and rooms of the bloodwrath. Their map was a measly 20% complete, due to the ship being gigantic.
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"Ah,Tempestor I've been meaning to find you." Said Ling as he eyed the map,he realized how big the ship truly was. "Impressive..any Imperium citizens found? Or perhaps any 'Nests'?"
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[i]"Well, no civilians found as of yet. We found a few Tyranid nests, and promethium charges were rightfully dispensed."[/i]
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"I must say,[b]How big is this ship[/b]? It seems rather..planet sized." Remarked Ling,once more looking at the map. "I have heard rumors of these..Quarantine Zones. Any idea what is being quarantined?"
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[i]"Most likely not good things. Tyranids, Warp Creatures, Necrons, I can only guess."[/i]
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"That brings some clarity now. This 'Summoner' Guilliman mentioned must not have total control of the ship..therefore if the Imperium were to expand once we have more ranks we could conquer parts of the ship..but this all latches on the more ranks part.." Said Ling.
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[i]"True, but conquering more of the ship means more territory to hold, which means spreading our forces. For the meantime, we should focus on holding this position, as it is secure."[/i]
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"Good plan. Anyhow I must do my duty and go kill some Demon Scum aboard the ship." He tossed her a communicator. "If the shit goes down,contact me. For I am willing to protect any member of the imperium."
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She caught it skillfully. [i]"Noted."[/i]
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"Oh and one more thing,a small present for keeping me sanctuary." He tossed her a ring,It was clearly a digital weapon due to the Xeno markings on it. Ling left the RC building,and eventually the Area.
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She observes the ring, trying to see what it could to.
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It gave off a faint shine,The Marking was that of a Laser. It shall protect one from a Laser with one use before having to recharge.
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[i]"Oh well. Could maybe be handy at some point."[/i] She took off her glove, sliding the ring down her middle finger, next to her wedding ring.
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One of the seventh's patrol's made an interesting discovery. It came across an abominable intelligence, one that took a vaguely human form. Unit 472, was taking a path towards the center of the ship, looking for something, but not even the machine could say what it was. The path intersected the patrol route and the AI met the patrol. It looked at each of the members as they were shocked for a moment but soon regained their composure.
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The Scions, their hellguns pointed at the AI, didn't flinch for a moment. [i]"Who... what are you?"[/i]
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"I am unit 427." The AI answered plainly,but did not say anything further. On its chest was the unit's designation under a golden wreath with the letters SPQR inside of it.
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[i]"Origin?"[/i]
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" Sirius III orbital production facility batch 67294-72SV."