In Service to the Holy Ordos (Dark Heresy)- Into the Underhive!

[The Bird]

Rudolphus stepped over to the man who drank amasec and untied him. "Getting drunk might be a sin, but it isn't a crime." Rudolphus stated plainly. "I'm actually questioning why they consider that a offense worth execution. Most cults just subject drunkards to flaggelation. Anyways, get. Try and stay out of trouble." He turned to the other two. "As for you, mutant, what's in it for you is to get untied faster and being allowed to leave. Possibly a little geld should I like your information. On that note, hold on a moment." He paused, sending out a psychic pulse to check for any anomalies. He was begining to suspect something off about the first captive.

[Psyniscience Check: 2.]

 

[Ugolino]

"Oh, thank you...thank you..."

The drinker babbles, dropping to his knees.

"Hmmmph. Untie me, smoothskin, and we'll talk it out. Like proper uphive gents...Yeah?" The mutant grins, showing filed teeth.


The first man was a witch!

Unsanctioned, weak, but with the unquestionable stink of the Warp about him.

The accused witch apparently was, in fact, a witch. A weak one, but an unsanctioned psyker all the same.


[What do the Acolytes do to the filthy upstart of a mutant, the wyrdling, or the drinker? ]

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OOC - Rolz Heresy (Not Recruiting)

 

[The Bird]

Rudolphus sighs. "Give me a moment, Mutant. Also, a name would be appreciated, as addressing you by mutant is a bit tiring, and I imagine you aren't fond of it much either." He moves to untie the mutant. "Please don't try running, as my cyberdog is more than capable of chasing you down." He removed five geld from his pocket. "Now, information." He glances at the psyker. "Also, you, I haven't forgetten about you. Wait patiently for a moment and I'll untie you." He said. A lie, of course, but he wasn't sure WHAT he would do with the psyker.

On the one hand, unsanctioned psyker. On the other hand, said psyker had committed no crime and could be potentially useful.

 

[Sightedjt]

Sabbatine's been keeping a very close eye on Rudolphus as he's been on the platform, and she's seen more than enough. With a murderous look on her face, she ascends to the platform, forcefully shoving Rudolphus away from the mutant before he can untie it.

"I shall handle this matter. You stray far too close to the path of heresy if you think filth like this is to be bargained with. Or perhaps you'd like to end up like your unsanctioned friend here?" Sabbatine snarls at Rudolphus, drawing her laspistol and shooting the witch twice, both shots drilling cleanly into their forehead. There's no way she can miss under circumstances like this- It's an execution after all, not a firefight.

With the witch dead, Sabbatine turns her attention to the mutant, the last of the three sinners the cultists wanted to purge. The drunk is of no concern to her, not when this mutant taunts her with its knowledge of the Arbites that came before her. An insult that shall not be tolerated. Wordlessly, Sabbatine smashes her laspistol into the mutants mouth, forcing its barrel between the mutants teeth.

"You will tell me everything you know about the judges and this 'scuttler' of yours."

 

[Ugolino]

The wyrd slumps dead, a smoking hole in his thin hair and an almost comical look of surprise on his gaunt face. There's a smell of scorched flesh in the air.

The drunk's sobbing, begging for forgiveness between slurred prayers.

"Rragghhhhh!"

The mutant howls, spitting blood and shattered teeth. It strains against its bonds, but falls still.

"Arhll..tahllkk...Crazeeh...Alright, alright! I'll talk!"

It's hard for it to explain anything with a laspistol barrel in its mouth, but it definitely tries its best.

"Judges...they...went down in a group, down deep...bunch of 'em...fething idiots...you'll do no better...none of 'em came back...Scuttler must've gotten em...or the gangs, new ones've got that level to 'emselves now, drove rest of us up here with you lot...don't matter none...None've seen it n' said so...it'll be on ya faster than you can shoot...some kinda twist from down deep they say, or one of them things the cogboys brought down...Rarghh! That's all I know! You wanta die, go n' it, smoothskin!"

It hawks and spits, at least as well as it can with a laspistol still in its mouth.

"Hope it eats the lot of ya too!" It snarls, defiant to the last.

 

[Dirtnap]

"Welp." Regis drawls as he keeps his rifle pointed at the cultist on his knees. "Seems like the good Sister has finally had enough of all the groxshit. You got anything to add? I mean unsanctioned psykers are one thing, muties another. But the poor sod with a drinking habit? Couldn't let him be?" The Sister finally got fed up. This is going to be a special kind of fun. "Now, your preacher man is about to bleed out over there, I've got a lasgun to your face and the others have all sorts of fun ways to kill you. How bout you just tell me what you know about a group of Arbites that came down here, not that I'll call it even for trying to kill us all but well cooler head just might prevail, instead of the Sister."

 

[Ugolino]

"Welp." Regis drawls as he keeps his rifle pointed at the cultist on his knees. "Seems like the good Sister has finally had enough of all the groxshit. You got anything to add? I mean unsanctioned psykers are one thing, muties another. But the poor sod with a drinking habit? Couldn't let him be?" The Sister finally got fed up. This is going to be a special kind of fun. "Now, your preacher man is about to bleed out over there, I've got a lasgun to your face and the others have all sorts of fun ways to kill you. How bout you just tell me what you know about a group of Arbites that came down here, not that I'll call it even for trying to kill us all but well cooler head just might prevail, instead of the Sister."

Click to shrink...

"The r-redemption...Alcohol a-allows sin to enter the bodies of the faithful through pleasure...He swore the oath of the Redemption..." The man explains, falteringly. By rote. A glance at Regis's words. "The...the lapdog enforcers for corruption and vice?"

Another glance down Regis's lasgun barrel and he abruptly drops the rhetoric.

"The Arbites! Yes! Them! Yes, they passed through here too! It was after Redemptor Ignes's crusade down...after...they never came back either...none of them came back...And then the flash, the light..."

He trails off, shaking. A wild eyed stare, and he gestures feebly to the fallen Preacher. Those underhivers still haven't come back.

"It was a test...a test of faith...We were to follow, to purge their sins..."

 

[The Bird]

one of them things the cogboys brought down...Rarghh

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On the one hand, Rudolphus was slightly irritated the sister had shot the psyker before he could get any information out of him. On the other, it was a unsanctioned psyker and the information he was getting was worth it. "Cogboys? You mean the mechanicus? Have they been active in the area? Also, I assume twist is a slang term you use for mutant organisms?"

 

[Ugolino]

On the one hand, Rudolphus was slightly irritated the sister had shot the psyker before he could get any information out of him. On the other, it was a unsanctioned psyker and the information he was getting was worth it. "Cogboys? You mean the mechanicus? Have they been active in the area? Also, I assume twist is a slang term you use for mutant organisms?"

Click to shrink...

The mutant just laughs at him. Difficult with a las-barrel in its mouth, but it manages, leaving faint marks in the metal.

"Y'ever come down to the dark? Your techpriests...they come down regular, least before all this...Not much meat on 'em, but gear's gear."

 

[Dirtnap]

"It was a test...a test of faith...We were to follow, to purge their sins..."

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"What...you had a group of under armed, non-informed, civvies charge off into the belly of the underhive? What kind of frakking madmen are you? Did you want to be brutalized by what ever beasties lurk in the gut of a rotten spire like this?" Regis spits at the ground in disgust. "Where did the Arbites go. I need a precise location."

 

[The Bird]

Not much meat on 'em, but gear's gear.

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Rudolphus blinked as gears whirred in his mind. After a moment the mutants words clicked, and Rudolphus adopted a grim expression. "Sister Sabbatine, would you kindly hurt this degenerate in some way? Preferably one that lets him continue speaking for the time being. Now, degenerate, you are correct in assuming I've never been in a underhive proper. So, you are going to tell me about any odd going ons as of late. If I don't consider what information you give me valuable enough...Well, I'll let the Sister deal with you the way she was trained to deal with cannibals and murderers. And believe me, it WON'T be quick."

[Rolled 47 to intimidate Mutant. Bare pass]

 

[EtchedSteel]

"It was a test...a test of faith...We were to follow, to purge their sins..."

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"What...you had a group of under armed, non-informed, civvies charge off into the belly of the underhive? What kind of frakking madmen are you? Did you want to be brutalized by what ever beasties lurk in the gut of a rotten spire like this?" Regis spits at the ground in disgust. "Where did the Arbites go. I need a precise location."

Click to shrink...

At the mention of the Arbites, Hound readies his brass knuckles. The sister of batte has lost her patience, and so he's losing it as well. "You better speak clearly now, or I'll make you speak. Now."

 

[MysticKnightJoe]

Luna looks at the sister's outburst with bored dismissal, it didn't matter to her one bit what happened to the mutant cannibal and the cultists. Mutants were monsters with no exception, she knew that from experience on her homeworld, and the Red bastards were scum, running around giving honest, hard-working cultists like herself a bad name. The others had the interrogation well in hand, but she had some ways to speed it up. she walks over to the strung up mutant with a cold smile.

"Come now Rud, that is no way to inspire fear, the sister is to good for one such as this thing, my training with the Moritat has taught me special techniques," Luna's grin grows even wider, "My favorite is a simple cut, across a simple vein, that will cause him to bleed slowly over the course of a day, screaming in pure agony until his inevitable death." She draws her sword, "Shall I show you its effects first hand?"

[Luna rolls a 43, successful intimidate!]

 

[Ugolino]

"What...you had a group of under armed, non-informed, civvies charge off into the belly of the underhive? What kind of frakking madmen are you? Did you want to be brutalized by what ever beasties lurk in the gut of a rotten spire like this?" Regis spits at the ground in disgust. "Where did the Arbites go. I need a precise location."

Click to shrink...

"The tower...the lightning tower...It's down deep, you have to go down..." The man moans in terror. "W-we were only doing our duty...To Him..."

Rudolphus blinked as gears whirred in his mind. After a moment the mutants words clicked, and Rudolphus adopted a grim expression. "Sister Sabbatine, would you kindly hurt this degenerate in some way? Preferably one that lets him continue speaking for the time being. Now, degenerate, you are correct in assuming I've never been in a underhive proper. So, you are going to tell me about any odd going ons as of late. If I don't consider what information you give me valuable enough...Well, I'll let the Sister deal with you the way she was trained to deal with cannibals and murderers. And believe me, it WON'T be quick."

[Rolled 47 to intimidate Mutant. Bare pass]

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"Skak you all..." the mutant snarls. "I'll talk. I'll talk! Your lot went and stirred up something they shouldn't have, something bad. Scuttler's been here for years, but lately...It's been getting worse. Hungrier, maybe. Worse's the ones it don't kill. They don't come back, just...wander off after it. Ya can tell, the look in their eyes...they're still breathing but they just ain't there. Least ya can still eat 'em... But we did just fine with that, we ain't never seen it, but it didn't attack none that didn't wander off, least 'fore your lot came down, your judges and your 'remptionists'. Then it must've got hungry. Didn't just go after us, went after the rest too...and then the smoothskins got to fightin' too. New gangs. Crazy ones. Least I got the jacket outta it..." It rambles, glaring at the party with undisguised murder in its all too human eyes.

"We got on fine without you, we'll be eating your bones when you go n' get yourselves killed too." It laughs, low and guttural. "Silly bastards went and blew a hole in that generator. That why you're here? Well, I'll save ya the trip. It's gone. Busted. Hole blown right in it, fire's burnt out too. That why you brought the little coggirl there? She'll make good eatin' if any of my kin're still there n' the scutter ain't got em..." The mutant leers at Angie, baring its yellow teeth with the disdain of someone that knows they're a dead man walking.

"Ain't no fixing that tech. That, n' bunch of them that caused this're squatting there too. When they're not killin' each other anyway. Ya wanna wander between 'em 'n get ya throats slit, hope ya die nice n' slow..."

[Roll Per or Int.]

"Happy now?" it snarls. "Get it over with."

What do the Acolytes do?
[Keep talking to the mutant]
[Purge the mutant.]
[Interrogate the cultist further]
[See what happened to the underhivers that ran off]
[Acquire Loot]
[Other]

 

[EtchedSteel]

"The tower...the lightning tower...It's down deep, you have to go down..." The man moans in terror. "W-we were only doing our duty...To Him..."

Click to shrink...

The last of his patience gone, Hound grabs the cultist by his neck, green eyeslits going red as those narrows.

"What about this lightning tower, and who's Him?" He demands, the other hand raised and ready to deliver a punch. "Speak!"

[Hound passes his Intimidation check. Needed to beat a 26+10 wheeee]

 

[Ugolino]

The last of his patience gone, Hound grabs the cultist by his neck, green eyeslits going red as those narrows.

"What about this lightning tower, and who's Him?" He demands, the other hand raised and ready to deliver a punch. "Speak!"

[Hound passes his Intimidation check. Needed to beat a 26+10 wheeee]

Click to shrink...

"The Emperor! The Emperor! I'm loyal, please, no..." The cultist cringes. "It's in the underhive! The generator!"

He seems terrified beyond coherence.

 

[Krekalie]

"We got on fine without you, we'll be eating your bones when you go n' get yourselves killed too." It laughs, low and guttural. "Silly bastards went and blew a hole in that generator. That why you're here? Well, I'll save ya the trip. It's gone. Busted. Hole blown right in it, fire's burnt out too. That why you brought the little coggirl there? She'll make good eatin' if any of my kin're still there n' the scutter ain't got em..." The mutant leers at Angie, baring its yellow teeth with the disdain of someone that knows they're a dead man walking.

"Ain't no fixing that tech. That, n' bunch of them that caused this're squatting there too. When they're not killin' each other anyway. Ya wanna wander between 'em 'n get ya throats slit, hope ya die nice n' slow..."

Click to shrink...

Angevine crinkles her nose, resisting the urge to pull the trigger and shoot. She instead aims her lasgun down at the ground.

"Okay, so... just a hole... and there was a fire, but the fire's gone out. Neat." Angevine looks back at the group. "Archaeotech generators are preeeeetty durable. Don't think it's likely the generator was destroyed beyond repair, no matter what the mutant saw or thinks it saw." Angevine shrugs.

"Think we can shoot it now?"

 

[MysticKnightJoe]

Luna snorts, "Do what you will with the Mutant scum, all we owe it is a quick death, a pity really, I really wanted to show you guys my favorite torture technique."

 

[The Bird]

I really wanted to show you guys my favorite torture technique."

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"...You don't have to be so...eager, you know." Rudolpus said, slightly perturbed. He turned back to the mutant. "Anyways, mutant. Since the information you gave was useful, for the most part, I'm in a merciful mood." He walked over to one of the torches and picked it up. "Instead of flaying you after removing your eyes and tongue, and ending with the tying of your feet to a concrete block and tossing you into the sea, which is the punishment my world gives to cannibals, I shall give you the mercy of flame." He lowered the torch to the mutants base, letting it's flame spread. "That way, you will have time to meditate on your actions and ask the emperor for his forgiveness as the fire cleanses your sins." Rudolphus spoke, solemnly.

 

[Ugolino]

"...You don't have to be so...eager, you know." Rudolpus said, slightly perturbed. He turned back to the mutant. "Anyways, mutant. Since the information you gave was useful, for the most part, I'm in a merciful mood." He walked over to one of the torches and picked it up. "Instead of flaying you after removing your eyes and tongue, and ending with the tying of your feet to a concrete block and tossing you into the sea, which is the punishment my world gives to cannibals, I shall give you the mercy of flame." He lowered the torch to the mutants base, letting it's flame spread. "That way, you will have time to meditate on your actions and ask the emperor for his forgiveness as the fire cleanses your sins." Rudolphus spoke, solemnly.

Click to shrink...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The mutant screams as the flames eat away at its flesh. "IT BURNS! IT BURNNSSSSS!"

The drunk scrambles away as the mutant slowly burns to death. It's not a quick death, or a quiet one.

Its screaming continues until its vocal chords give out, then it writhes in wordless agony. The air's filled with the smell of burnt meat and ash.

 

[MysticKnightJoe]

Luna stares flatly at Rud, "Very dramatic, but I think all that he was thinking of as he died was, how much it fracking burned, the other way sounded much more fun."

 

[Krekalie]

Angevine walks over to one of the two remaining and shoots one of them in the head at point blank with her lasgun.

 

[EtchedSteel]

"The Emperor! The Emperor! I'm loyal, please, no..." The cultist cringes. "It's in the underhive! The generator!"

He seems terrified beyond coherence.

Click to shrink...

Hound sighs, and as Rudolphus gives his speech, the Arbites puts a hand on the cultists and forces him to watch the mutant being burned alive. "See this?" He growls between the mutant's screaming. "You'll be next on the pyre, filth, unless you start telling me what's in the Underhive. This is your last chance to be useful."

 

[Ugolino]

Hound sighs, and as Rudolphus gives his speech, the Arbites puts a hand on the cultists and forces him to watch the mutant being burned alive. "See this?" He growls between the mutant's screaming. "You'll be next on the pyre, filth, unless you start telling me what's in the Underhive. This is your last chance to be useful."

Click to shrink...

The man whimpers. And tells everything. He's very talkative all of a sudden.

Mutants. Monsters. Heretics and scum and blasphemers, and all manner of filth like the scuttlers. They were to purge it all, to follow in a holy crusade of firebombs and automatic fire after the last one had vanished. That'd been shortly before the arbites had come through, and after the gang war'd been going on for a while.

There were old hab blocks and a honeycombed support pillar, inhabited by scum. They were to purge that too on their way to the generator.

There were gangs at the generator- doubtless heretics too and still fighting each other. They were supposed to purge that too. That hadn't happened.

The cultist cringes when he's done.

"Please...no more..."

 

[EtchedSteel]

"Please...no more..."

Click to shrink...

Hound drops his hands, allowing the cultist to catch his breath and take his look away while he takes his time to removes the knuckles in his hands. At last, something they may find useful.

Gangs.

Terrific.

"Thank you kindly." Hound says while pointing his lasgun at the cultist's skull. Useful as this cultist was, he attempted to kill innocents and resisted the authority. The consequences for it were more than obvious.

With this in mind, Hound pulls the trigger without hesitation.