…losses. But the Empire wins the day.
Hier der Bericht des Captains der Crimson Skullslaughterers …Khorns Glorie wurde wieder durch ein paar Schädel mehr zu seinen Füßen gemehrt, und auch das Blut von wiederlichen Eldar und diesen völlig verwirrten wir-wissen-nicht-wen-wir-anbeten-sollen Ex-Brüdern floss reichlich.Und bis auf mich sind alle unsere
Prelude: “You are sure it them?” asked Ravenburg, looking away from the piczoom aligner screen. He flipped to switches on the master auspex console and the main screen of the bridge displayed a blackish, reddish space marine type gunship. The slender female
Ravensburg is the 112th Commanding Officer / Owner of the (C)RAVENFOOT, a small, ugly and very fast tramp freighter that had a pricey specialty: Due to some unknown and confidential service the 2nd capitain had rendered to the imperium a Rogue Trader
The red warning light was continuous now. The Ships captain Zachariael, a veteran of many deathwatch missions noted this to me. He touched the control panel with his remaining arm. A pict screen lightend up. Brother Ambrosius saw: A orange claw appeared
It has been quite a few flights and a non measurable amount of time must have passed in realspace before we made anchor at the rogue trader waystation we got intel on for finding the sword. Unfortunately the deathwatch thunderhawk, while using
We are looking at Parseman IV, a nondescript Imperial world with some agriculture and some industry, dutifully paying its tithes and generally, uneventfully bustling along. But then, Caer Diomsach‘s farseers detected a huge disturbance unfolding, and decided to intercept this catastrophe at
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