The 40K Grim Darkness of the Far Future in the Gemstone Reaches
…for our new Blood Angels Raptor pattern gunship! For the “Quest for Sword and Soul” Storyline we needed a conveyance, that the heroes around Farseer Fayak used for hunting the runesword that contains her soul. Her trusty body guards, together with Deathwatch
Arriving through the vent was a rough affair. The duct they used to escape the ancient genestealers were broken and branched of in many directions. Ambrosius led the way and was very sure which branch to take. He had sensed something of
Prelude: “You are sure its 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 escape from the weird xenos labratory brought Fayak and her entourage into a tunnel right above. Unfortunately the vile genestealers were already in ambush and quickly overwhelmed Bethor. The rest of the group kept the creatures at bay while Azrael opened
Entry in Brother Ezekiel’s diarium, 7285798.M41 Following our abduction by the vile tyranid creatures I cannot be sure about time anymore. During the initial attack all of us had sustained wounds that led to our capture, and were in various states of
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