The Imperial Colossus: A Warhammer Rogue Trader RP - Games

Katherina accepted the response with a nod.

Thaddius rotated his domed visage toward Katherina as she finished her question. Cold, unfeeling features giving a prolonged stare while he stayed silent. Thankfully, the question was immediately shot down without need of his commentary. "A factorium of our own?" he repeats before turning back to the Rogue Trader. "Splendid. A fair change of pace from the usual cramped confines of deployment pods and cargo holds I have been subjected to. I am not exactly the best at conducting research and repair in this state, but I can offer supervision there."

Having been swept back up into the commotion of the new arrivals, Eur'i found himself walking along the hangar, this time guarded by a small number of what he assumed were well-trained humans. On the back of his cloak, as faded and tattered as it seemed, an emblem of the Farsight Enclaves was prominently displayed. A meaningless symbol to some, and yet one that may yet cause contention...

((Would it be safe to assume that all the xenos are currently in the housing unit?))

Robutt was very confused as to why he was moved with the xenos, but it didn't take him long to figure out why. "Suppose someun gotz to keep an eye on them gits."

[QUOTE]"Splendid. A fair change of pace from the usual cramped confines of deployment pods and cargo holds I have been subjected to. I am not exactly the best at conducting research and repair in this state, but I can offer supervision there."[/QUOTE] "That will be most helpful." Thall stated in gothic as he appeared out the darkness of one the poorly lit corridors, his servitors now missing from his side."I've already had my servitors begin...Improving and modifying the factorium to met my...standards." Thall then proceeded to stare at Thaddius for a moment, his head slowly drifting over the cloaked figure, his enhanced optical array that acted as his eyes priced simple cloth to reveal a site of advanced and extensive mechanical augmentations that made up Thaddius's body. Thall was momentarily confused by these cybernetics that this Thaddiu had possessed as they were not anything the Magos had seen within the ranks of the ordinary priesthood. However, the Magos' visual scanners quickly identified that these systems were of Skitarii special issue, in the exact pattern of an Sicarian Infiltrator to be specific. However, Thall was highly skeptical of these readings, discarding them due his unfamiliarity with the Skitarii and out of the belief that even if this was the case. Why one of these semi-autonomous creatures be aboard this vessel alone and left to his own devices? Through, the thought of him being an Secutor of the mightily Auxilia Myrmidon being aboard to safeguard the Omnissiah's fateful did cross into Thall's mind as being the most likely scenario. Though the possibility of him being a Heretek did also present itself as an unfortunate possibility. Needless to say, Thall came to the conclusion that merely asking the individual in question would shed much-needed light on this puzzling query. So Thall then rose his head to meet with the optical senors along Thaddius's domed head. Thall begins to speak softly in binary, detected at Thaddius. "Greetings, humble servant of the Omnissiah. What position do you occupy within the holy priesthood that is the Mechanicum?" Thall asked calmly.

The kroot silently follows his escort down to the lower levels where his new quarters are located. After all, he wouldn't want to upset his new employers with his alien conversations, those would best be saved for the other xenos put in the same room as him.

[quote]"That will be most helpful." Thall stated in gothic as he appeared out the darkness of one the poorly lit corridors, his servitors now missing from his side."I've already had my servitors begin...Improving and modifying the factorium to met my...standards."[/quote] The Infiltrator was able to notice the Magos before he arrived, his own sensors able to hone in on the variety of errant signals and data retrieval implants on the shifting figure from several meters away. As the Techpriest enters Thaddius uses the only palm he has to rest on his chest, twisting his metallic body into an honorable bow to a superior in the Cult. "With your mind focused on the issue of our meager venues for worship and advancement, I am certain that we are leagues ahead of most ships of our class, now." he adds, soon rising back up to his full imposing height. As he was being seized up by the Techpriest, he did some digging of his own with his own scanners - trying his best to determine the exact loyalties of the Magos to determine just how much he could tell him. If he did not hail from Metalica as he did he would be fortunate, for his AWOL status would be a lot tougher to report if he had to do so from a different hierarchy. Even still he couldn't exactly lie to the Techpriest, for the last thing he wanted was to be branded as a Heretek, or at least be suspected of being one. "Greetings, honored priest to the Machine God." he replies in binary. "I am Thaddius. My time within the priesthood is long, yet for the majority of it I have served as a soldier first and cleric second. There was a time that I was looked upon for leadership within my ranks, but those days are behind me. I have been sent here to pursue my own holy mission, one my Forge World wished to see taken on my own. I join you on this ship to please the Omnissiah through glorious victories in combat as well as discovery. I believe the ancient secrets of this system will be much easier to attain if we work together, Magos."

The guard nodded and took the Xenos' questions. The Hablevels contain food markets for the crew and act as mini cities." He answered. He escorted the Xenos in place, exiting out of the docks and seeing a large maglev capable of holding hundreds of people in place. Right now the maglev barely held a few crew members, sitting in the corners. The guard alongside one of the ship's servitor escorted the Serrated Members and went down for the lower hablevels. It only took a mere hour til they arrived in the section. Across the travel the group witnessed large buildings overcrowding each other and other maglevs exiting out of the section, presumably transferring cargo. The maglev came to a halt, the guard looking out of the metal shutters to see a massive megastructure. The guard gestured them to follow, entering the building to see elevators pull up to the highest floor. As the group made it to the 108th Floor, the guard headed to the Housing Unit door on the right side, several workers escorting arrivals also. "The Xenos will be living in this Housing Unit on the cruiser for the foreseeable future. At least 16 bedrooms, a living room, and a kitchen. Other than that you'll have to find yourself buying some decor among the markets. Compared to other ships this is seen as a luxury so get comfy."

[QUOTE]"I am Thaddius. My time within the priesthood is long, yet for the majority of it I have served as a soldier first and cleric second. There was a time that I was looked upon for leadership within my ranks, but those days are behind me. I have been sent here to pursue my own holy mission, one my Forge World wished to see taken on my own. I join you on this ship to please the Omnissiah through glorious victories in combat as well as discovery. I believe the ancient secrets of this system will be much easier to attain if we work together, Magos."[/QUOTE] "Yes, the secrets of this realm shall be known once more by man...Thaddius." Thall remarked in binary to Thaddius, "It's always a honor to met another faithful disciple of the Omnissiah, as such, I will allow your aid in my quest for knowledge. And with that, limited access to my personal forge aboard this vessel. As the quest of knowledge is a perilous journey and will require all that the Omnissiah given to us to endure though the numerous trails that lie before us...To further lay down the roots of this partnership, I will give you my name. Thall Karkinos."

[QUOTE]"It's always a honor to met another faithful disciple of the Omnissiah, as such, I will allow your aid in my quest for knowledge. And with that, limited access to my personal forge aboard this vessel. As the quest of knowledge is a perilous journey and will require all that the Omnissiah given to us to endure though the numerous trails that lie before us...To further lay down the roots of this partnership, I will give you my name. Thall Karkinos."[/QUOTE] "It is good to make your acquaintance, Thall. May the Omnissiah bless our journey as well as our endeavors." he says with yet another bow. "Fortunate that I have been able to find proper company in this journey as well. Recognizable and... favorable faces and forms seem to be in short supply when it comes to the retinue of this Rogue Trader."

After the guards dispersed Katherina followed a servitor to her quarters within the Command Deck. After traversing through several elevevators, stairs and corridors they finally reached the guest quarters for any Adeptas Sororitas visiting. Katherina thanked the servitor and made her way towards one of the bedrooms. Unsurprisingly the section was empty, aside from a single servitor maintaining the shrine located in the centre. [t]https://i.imgur.com/RScBnPS.png[/t] Katherina did a small sign, a blessing of the Sisterhood, as she passed the shrine on her way to her room. After removing her cloak and placing down a small bag containing the few personal belongings she had Katherina went back to the shrine. She sat down and began to pray.

[QUOTE=doomevil;52816900]The guard nodded and took the Xenos' questions. The Hablevels contain food markets for the crew and act as mini cities." He answered. He escorted the Xenos in place, exiting out of the docks and seeing a large maglev capable of holding hundreds of people in place. Right now the maglev barely held a few crew members, sitting in the corners. The guard alongside one of the ship's servitor escorted the Serrated Members and went down for the lower hablevels. It only took a mere hour til they arrived in the section. Across the travel the group witnessed large buildings overcrowding each other and other maglevs exiting out of the section, presumably transferring cargo. The maglev came to a halt, the guard looking out of the metal shutters to see a massive megastructure. The guard gestured them to follow, entering the building to see elevators pull up to the highest floor. As the group made it to the 108th Floor, the guard headed to the Housing Unit door on the right side, several workers escorting arrivals also. "The Xenos will be living in this Housing Unit on the cruiser for the foreseeable future. At least 16 bedrooms, a living room, and a kitchen. Other than that you'll have to find yourself buying some decor among the markets. Compared to other ships this is seen as a luxury so get comfy."[/QUOTE] " Aye, thanks oomie I look forward to real meat " Snugbuz says before entering the Housing Unit and taking the 4th room on the right in Quarters A as his room.

Eur'i followed along silently as he was led through the community with the rest of the group. They had to set up their own towns in order to function on the ship? Only the Gue'la... He thought to himself in something of a disdain. Making it to the housing unit proper, the Tau took in his surroundings with scant regard. "Very... spartan. I expected nothing more. Not from a Gue'la, at least."

[QUOTE]"Fortunate that I have been able to find proper company in this journey as well. Recognizable and... favorable faces and forms seem to be in short supply when it comes to the retinue of this Rogue Trader."[/QUOTE] "Likewise, Thaddius, while it is very...Interesting to see the various forms of the Xenos so up close, it also presents a great security liability to our divine work in the name of the Omnissiah." Thall said to Thaddius before taking a step closer to the Infiltrator. "I also trust that they will be under you watch, closely...The mere possibility of them foolishly or perhaps, deviously, attempting to tamper with this humble vessel's machine spirits is a risk that we, the holy servants of the Cult Adeptus Mechanicus, cannot ignore." Thall said within a low binary exchange to Thaddius.

The Eldar Pathfinder simply followed the group along to their section, then chose the first room on the right in the B section of their quarters. So she would be sharing this area with two Orks, a Kroot, and a Tau? Odd collection of xenos, really. The Ork in Human power armor specifically. That was a strange one. As for the quarters themselves, she had slept in [I]much[/I] worse. At least she could spruce it up a bit later.

The Tau Pathfinder on the other hand looked around once more, shrugging nonchalantly as he made his way into the first leftmost room in the B-section, hoping to remain as [I]far[/I] away as was possible from those two moronic, green savages. A bed, a table... well, that was it, in terms of furniture, really. Still, could be worse, he could be in chains and sleeping on a bed of dirt, considering the humans... speaking of. It was strange how the wispier human had come through here. Perhaps they were one of the ones that were considered... what was it... heretics? In either case, the Tau shrugged it off, carefully placing the drone that he had slung under his cloak onto the table, and propping up the man-sized rifle against the wall. Grabbing a small controller from his belt, hoping in vain that [I]something[/I] had fixed itself since he last checked, the Tau flicked a button, and the drone clicked to life, running a self-diagnostic before lifting... lifting... ...And falling with a loud clatter back onto the table, deactivating itself once more. A dejected sigh came from Eur'i. Everything else seemed to be in working order, it's just that the shield drone's repulsor field generator refused to work. He'd need to get on that at some point...

Felix Aurelious strode quietly into the command deck quarters, his soft footsteps accompanied by the click of his staff. It was an elegant but simple piece of black steel and faux-wood, with a silver aquila perched atop the pole. He wore a modest set of white and red robes with a flowing cloak and tall mitre cap, also decorated with a silver aquila. Curiously, unlike other priestly members of the ecclesiarchy, he openly wore a long Vostroyan-styled power saber that would be more fitting on an Imperial Guard officer. It was a device he had kept from his time with the 109th, all those years ago, and he studiously maintained it. The culture and mannerisms of the Vostroyans had rubbed off on him, and he sported a luxurious mustache of their style. He glanced around the quarters and noted the shrine in the middle of the room, much to his delight. He noted a Sister of Battle was present, and was equally delighted to see that he would be working alongside such a diligent and holy warrior. Silently, so as not to disturb the praying Sororitas, he took a seat and began to pray as well. He gave thanks for the safe travel, and offered a daily devotional pledge to the Emperor.

[QUOTE]"I also trust that they will be under you watch, closely...The mere possibility of them foolishly or perhaps, deviously, attempting to tamper with this humble vessel's machine spirits is a risk that we, the holy servants of the Cult Adeptus Mechanicus, cannot ignore."[/QUOTE] The Infiltrator gives a nod and soon grips the hem of his cloak with his hand, casting it off with an unintentional flourish before bundling it up to hold at his side. He needn't worry about frightening the simpler folk of the ship with the Techpriest by his side. "Monitoring the Xenos shall be all too simple. At the first sign of the spirits' anguish I will remove the threats with the ruthless efficiency such a task calls for." he emits, the once limp limb his power sword was affixed to slowly coming to life now that it was in the open. "They will not be able to hear their own screams over the roaring static of my holy broadcasts."

Without looking up from her kneeling stance, Sister Sepherine greeted Felix after minutes of chanting. "Blessings be upon you, Priest." She rose to her feet and approached him graceful and silent steps. "I am Sister Katherina Sepherine, a member of the Order of the Eternal Gate."

Snugbuz takes his large knife that looks like a human scythe on a knife grip and begins carving orkish profanities on the wall of his quarters.

Grrman went in the third room on the right. It seemed like the best one to him somehow. He noticed the odd looks he was getting from the other Xenos. 'Didn't expect a Sphess muhren 'ere among ye? Ya grotz!' he thought to himself, before going inside. The room was rather spartan with only a bed and a nightstand. He didn't seem particularly bothered by this however. Rowbutt placed his hammer on the bed and sat on the floor and began to rub his massive chin and stare a hole into the wall. Contemplating on the teaching of the Golden boss on the chair.

[quote]Without looking up from her kneeling stance, Sister Sepherine greeted Felix after minutes of chanting. "Blessings be upon you, Priest." She rose to her feet and approached him graceful and silent steps. "I am Sister Katherina Sepherine, a member of the Order of the Eternal Gate." [/quote] Felix rose as she approached, so that he could offer a polite bow. He made the sign of the aquila and smiled. "And blessings upon you, venerable Sister. I am Felix Aurelious, Missionary for the holy Ecclesiarchy. It is a pleasure to meet your acquaintance - I grew up alongside apprentice members of the Order of the Sacred Rose on my homeworld, Ophelia VII, and since then I have sadly not had the honor of meeting many more Sisters."

[QUOTE]"Monitoring the Xenos shall be all too simple. At the first sign of the spirits' anguish I will remove the threats with the ruthless efficiency such a task calls for. They will not be able to hear their own screams over the roaring static of my holy broadcasts."[/QUOTE] Thalls raises his head in a cheerful expression, "Splendid." Thall happily remarked to Thaddius, "I believe that the Everlasting Avenger will be quite pleased with our dedication towards its watching and protecting its mightily hull...And so too will the Omnissiah be, as we give ourselves to tending it's most holy of creations. Blessed be to the Omnissiah." Thalls says as he ends his sentence with short and humble binary chant to the Machine God.

Khrak heads into the the B quarters and heads into the right room on the far end. He wouldn't mind being in the same room as an ork if there was a single one. With two orks however, a fight could break out over anything. Leaning his kroot rifle against the wall he leaves his room to investigate the rest of the quarters and see who else is roaming around.

With the drone being faulty, and having no tools to fix it, Eur'i flipped the hood off from his head, taking the helmet off and breathing air without a filter in who-knows how long. The Tau's skin was almost glaucous in colour, owing both to his fire-caste origins, and the time of his life spent living close to a star. He unceremoniously dumped the now off-white helmet onto the bed, stepping out of the bedroom. With the downtime, he decided to see what amenities the Gue'la had provided for them, stepping into the kitchen, and hearing an irritating, constant scratching sound from one of the rooms. It should die down eventually... Hopefully...

After putting her things away, Kelrys steped back out into the hallway, looking over the rest of the Xeno section. Of course they would be keeping the Xenos seperate from the rest of the crew, considering most of the human race was fiercely religious and loyal to their God-Emperor. Had this been another ship, every xeno including her might have been executed on sight. Especially if there were any members of the Imperium's Inquisition aboard. If the Inquisition found out that their employers were using Xenos, they'd probably execute them alongside the xenos and purge the ship. They had been given the bare essentials. Showers, toilets, a kitchen, general living area...the basics. The first thing she would need to buy would be a table for her quarters. And a chair. A bed and nightstand are fine and all, but she needed a place to sit and read in her free time. And work on other things such as cleaning her rifle and pistol. She'd also need an armor rack. She was still wearing her old ranger gear from Alaitoc, blue with a yellow helmet. Though now the paint on both was scratched and faded from years of use. An old, dull green cloak and hood covered both. At first glance, she'd pass for a human. Her movements and general height gave away that she in fact wasn't of Man. As she silently stepped into the general living area at the end of the hallway, she heard a faint scratching sound coming from where one of the Orks had gone. Probably carving things into something. Those Admech probably wouldn't like that. Not at all.

[QUOTE] "I believe that the Everlasting Avenger will be quite pleased with our dedication towards its watching and protecting its mightily hull...And so too will the Omnissiah be, as we give ourselves to tending it's most holy of creations. Blessed be to the Omnissiah."[/QUOTE] "Indeed. This ship will fare much better with the two of us onboard. Blessed be to the Omnissiah." he replies, soon lowering his head for the following chant. After it is concluded, he raises his domed head back and looks to the Magos. "It seems that the rest have departed to their proper areas. Perhaps we should do the same, for I am eager to see the improvements you have made to our factorium."

[QUOTE]"It seems that the rest have departed to their proper areas. Perhaps we should do the same, for I am eager to see the improvements you have made to our factorium."[/QUOTE]"Yes..lets trek this grateful Vessel's marvelous interior." Thall said before slowly down the long, wide steel corridor that the Magos had arose from earlier. The hallway lead to the vessel factorium and had only a few souls walking along the dim, sparely lit corridor. Through, several maintenance servitors could be seen operating within the narrow engineering pathways adjacent to the main corridor, separated only a tin lining of chain link.

Snugbuz after becoming bored with carving profanities into the wall decides to pay a long overdue visit to the kitchen for a snack.