WARHAMMER 40,000: A Thousand Tiny Suns (40k/Exalted Crossover!)

IA! IA! SHE IS COME! PRAISE THE FIRST TWILIGHT!
FORTY ONE TWENTY TWO
First Natural Magos, the Golden Chemist, Mistress of Gravitics, Herald of the Thousand Starred Sky, Warptamer

ESSENCE: *
XP TO ESSENCE **: 24/50

ATTRIBUTES
Strength​
Dexterity​
Stamina​
Perception​
Intelligence​
Wits​
Appearance​
Charisma​
Manipulation​
***​
*****​
*​
***​
*****​
***​
*****​
*​
*​

ABILITIES
FAVORED/CASTE?​
ABILITY​
LEVEL​
FAVORED/CASTE?​
ABILITY​
LEVEL​
NOT​
Archery​
*​
FAVORED​
Melee (Lens Lance)​
*****(*)​
FAVORED​
Athletics
**​
CASTE​
Occult​
***​
FAVORED​
Awareness (Join Battle)
***(*)​
NOT​
Performance​
-​
NOT​
Brawl​
-​
FAVORED​
Presence​
*****​
CASTE​
Bureaucracy
-​
NOT​
Resistance​
-​
NOT​
Dodge​
***​
FAVORED​
Ride (Gita)
****(*)​
CASTE​
Integrity
**​
NOT​
Stealth​
-​
NOT​
Investigation
-​
NOT​
Sail​
-​
NOT​
Larceny​
-
NOT​
Socialize​
-​
NOT​
Linguistics
*​
NOT​
Larceny​
-​
CASTE​
Lore
****​
NOT​
Survival​
-​
CASTE​
Medicine
****​
NOT​
Thrown​
-​
-​
-​
-​
NOT​
War
-​
SUPERNAL CRAFT FOCUSES
CRAFT: Chemistry
*****​
CRAFT: Armorer
***​
CRAFT: Artifacts
*****​
CRAFT: ???
-​

MERITS
ARTIFACT (*****) - THE LENS LANCE
DESCRIPTION: Forged in a heartbeat, lurking within the machine for ten thousand years, the fury and spirit of a barely tamed gravitic imploder lance - long mistaken for and used as an agrav system aboard an orbital habitat - has been once more aroused to the glory of battle. Though her functions are as of yet locked behind codewalls and mystery, she remains a terrifying weapon in the hands of a skilled warrior. Her legend will burn across the galaxy.

FAMILIAR (**) - GITTA, THE EVER LOYAL
DESCRIPTION: They say the Kriegers pour their hearts into their horses - but beyond their world, none know their mounts as anything but numbers on an Administratum file. Gitta will change that. Ia! Ia! Praise her! Praise Sainted Gitta, The Ever Loyal! Ia! Ia!

TEMPERED BY THE ELEMENTS (**) - DAUGHTER OF VATS, BORN OF WAR
DESCRIPTION: Though fading into seeming insignificance in the glorious dawn of a new age, the first Twilight to walk the galaxy since the fading of the Age of Sorrows was inured to the chaos of a modern battlefield, moving across it as swiftly as open ground.

SELECTIVE CONCEPTION (*) - SUBDERMAL IMPLANT IN THE THIGH
DESCRIPTION: ...this is actually just standard issue for Imperial Guardsmen from any world with a Magos Biologis on it.​

LANGUAGES (*)
DESCRIPTION: You can speak the ancient tongue of The Old Realm!

INTIMACIES










Defining: The Galaxy is a Body, I will Heal it (Positive)
Major: Kit (Confused Attraction), Chaos (Hatred), Gitta (Love)
Minor: Technology (fascination), Xenos (Fear)

CHARMS















IN SUMMATION: Genuis flows, unabated, through the mind of the First Twilight. She is able to hold multiple projects in mind at once, easier than any mortal, while also shifting her focuses - despite not being trained in the crafting of explosives or metallurgy, she could shift her ability to create medical chemicals into that with some effort. She is able to inspire herself to construct even mighty artifacts swifter than any mortal, so long as she crafts projects that aid and help her allies and friends. She can complete mundane and even complex tasks - building a rifle, a suit of armor, or a small vehicle - in literal seconds using nothing but the raw materials and her bare hands. Raw excellence overflows in all her favored and caste abilities, bolstering their dicepools if required.
Excellent SOLAR Ability
Cost: 1m per Die | Type: Supplemental
Keywords: None | Duration: Instant
Effect: Adds +1 dice to your dice pool, up to your normal charm limits. You have this ability for any ability that is either CASTE, FAVORED, or has a SINGLE CHARM from it.

TIRELESS WORKHROSE METHOD
Cost: - | Type: Permanent
Keyword: None | Duration: Permanent
Effect: Gain +2 Major slots per Essence.

EFFICENT CRAFTSMAN TECHNIQUE
Cost: - | Type: Permanent
Keyword: None | Duration: Permanent
Effect: You may buy new Major slots for 3 SXP rather than 5.

ARETE SHIFTING PRANA
Cost: 4m, 1sxp, 1wp | Type: Simple
Keywords: None | Duration: Instant
Effect: Roll Int+Craft, convert 1 dot of a Craft skill into a different but related Craft skill - nearly impossible rationales can be allowed with a sufficiently good explanation. These dots last for one minor or major project.

SUPREME CELESTIAL FOCUS
Cost: - | Type: Permanent
Keywords: None | Duration: Permanent
Effect: You may expend GXP to buy Craft skills, up to a number of times equal to [Essence]. Any past that cost x2 GXP.

SUBLIME TRANSFERRENCE
Cost: 6m | Type: Simple
Keyword: Mute | Duration: Instant
Effect: By meditating for five minuets, you may arrange your crafting XP at a 2 to 1 ratio up each level: 2 silver becomes 1 gold, 2 gold becomes 1 white, and the reverse. You may use this while unconscious or asleep.

AGES ECHOING WISDOM
Cost: - | Type: Permeant
Keyword: None | Duration: Permanent
Effect: At the beginning of each Story (every 20 updates), gain GXP equal to your permanent Major Project Slots. For free!

BRASS SCALES FALLING - REPURCHASED
Cost: - | Type: Permanent
Keyword: None | Duration: Permanent
Effect: For each 10 rolled on a craft roll without an Excellency, gain 1 SXP up to [Essence x3].

RED ANVILS RISING
Cost: - | Type: Permanent
Keyword: None | Duration: Permanent
Effect: You gain +1 SXP per each basic objective.

CHAINS FALL AWAY
Cost: - | Type: Permanent
Keywords: None | Duration: Permanent
Effect: You gain 1 GXP if you complete all three basic objectives on a craft project.

CRAFTSMEN NEED NO TOOLS
Cost: 6m | Type: Simple
Keyword: Mute | Duration: One Task
Effect: You may complete a Basic or Major Project (either crafting or repairing) within seconds, using naught but your bare hands and sheer creative will.

THOUSAND-FORGE HAND
Cost: 10m, 1wp | Type: Reflexive
Keyword: None | Duration: Instant
Effect: Reduce artifact crafting time to (6-Essence) weeks for 1-4 dot artifacts, (6-Essence) months for 5+ dot artifacts.

PEERLESS PERFECTION OF CRAFT
Cost: - | Type: Permanent
Keyword: None | Duration: Permanent
Effect: At the end of each story (every 20 updates), roll a free full Intelligence+Craft+Full Excellency dice pool. Every success is 1 SXP, and every 10 is 1 GXP.

FLAWLESS HANDIWORK METHOD - REPURCHASED
Cost: 6m | Type: Supplemental
Keywords: None | Duration: Instant
Effect: Re-roll 10s until 10s fail to appear, counting each as a success. Re-roll 6s until 6s fail to appear.

SUPREME MASTERWORK FOCUS
Cost: 6m | Type: Supplemental
Keywords: None | Duration: Instant
Effect: Supplements any Craft roll for Major or Minor projects with Double 9s. Can be improved further with later Charm Purchases.

EXPERIENTIAL CONJURING OF THE VOID
Cost: 4m, 4s/g/wxp | Type: Reflexive
Keyword: Salient | Duration: Instant
Effect: Can be used after a Craft roll, and adds +1 non-charm success, +[Essence] non-Charm dice. Cannot be used on basic projects.

UNBROKEN IMAGE FOCUS
Cost: 3m+1s/g/wxp | Type: Reflexive
Keyword: Salient | Duration: Instant
Effect: After making a Craft roll, you may purchase non-charm successes up to the number of successes rolled + your [Essence]. These do not count double successes for the purposes of how many successes you can buy.

SEASONED BEAST-RIDER APPROACH
Cost: 1m, 1wp | Type: Supplemental
Keywords: None | Duration: Instant
Effect: Used when rolling join battle, Gitta (or other mounts) gains an imitative track equal to 41-22's - the mount can move and attack without taking up 41's actions.

EVOCATIONS
LINE OF OBLITERATION SHAFT
Cost: 2m, 2ini | Type: Reflexive
Keywords: Withering-Only, Perilous | Duration: Instant
Effect: Due to the peerless efficaciously of the Lens Lance at battering large masses of men in formation, any withering damage inflicted on a Battle Group increases the wielder's initiative as if they had attacked a worthy foe. This effect also reduces the Difficulty of the Unhorse and Disarm gambit by 1.​

GEAR

The Lens Lance
Accuracy: 12 | Damage: 17 | Defense: 6 | Overwhelming: 5 | Attunement: 5​
Lethal: Does lethal damage when used with a decisive attack.
Melee: Uses the melee skill
Piercing: You may reduce your Defense by 1 and spend 1 Initiative to reduce enemy Soak by 4.
Reaching: Negates any mounted combat penalties when used on foot
Mounted: Can be used on horseback without penalty.
Two Handed: Requires 2 hands to be held. Provides +2 to clash attacks.
Laspistol
Accuracy (melee, short, medium, long, extreme): 4/10/8/6/4 | Damage: 11 | Overwhelming: 1​
Lethal: Does lethal damage
Archery: Uses the archery skill
Lasgun: Does +4 damage rather than adding your strength.
Mounted: Can be used mounted.
One Handed: Requires one hand to use.
Concealable: Can be easily concealed, requiring only a Diff 1 Larceny roll.
Flak Armor
Soak: 6 | Mobility: -1 | Hardness: 0
 
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It's going to be really, really interesting for someone to have to explain why they have to do certain things or a Chaos God will do worse things.
So, a day ending in Y for a Farseer
Or the Ordo Chronos
I think that was "avoidance".
Go back and read the fight where we throw the General in the brig. If we had a regimental commissar who was a sidereal, and who knew Avoidance, that is when she would have used it.
 
[X] "Chejop you FUCKING ASSHOLE! Stop FUCKING WITH MY HEAD! STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!"

It's a wild insubstantiated guess but I'm calling 55 as the Sidereal. He was the one talking about gold, and you are Him. It's entirely possibly he was Exalting as a Sidereal which is why he hasn't been seen since.
 
[X] "Chejop you FUCKING ASSHOLE! Stop FUCKING WITH MY HEAD! STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!"

It's a wild insubstantiated guess but I'm calling 55 as the Sidereal. He was the one talking about gold, and you are Him. It's entirely possibly he was Exalting as a Sidereal which is why he hasn't been seen since.
Idk, I suspect he might be an Infernal.
 
[X] "Chejop you FUCKING ASSHOLE! Stop FUCKING WITH MY HEAD! STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP IT!"
 
Go back and read the fight where we throw the General in the brig. If we had a regimental commissar who was a sidereal, and who knew Avoidance, that is when she would have used it.
I believe the theory is (and it makes sense to me) that she Exalted right then, while tied to the post about to be shot. Presumably as a Chosen of Endings; it seems appropriate for a Commissar.
 
First off, very cool quest and interesting to have a Krieger become a Solar on the part of the voters. There is a narrative tension between what the Kriegers see themselves as, disposable gears in the Imperial machine and what a Solar is, a grand and terrible hero, to shake the foundations of the earth

[X] Stop thinking about her.

All that said we really should stop shouting at the strange memories inside our head, we are going to need time to decompress to really deal with this, but that means for now it goes into the mind box
 
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Adhoc vote count started by DragonCobolt on May 29, 2024 at 8:00 PM, finished with 26 posts and 18 votes.


What a non-insane thing to say!
DragonCobolt threw 12 7-faced dice. Reason: Mysterious! Total: 50
6 6 1 1 3 3 5 5 7 7 7 7 3 3 7 7 1 1 3 3 6 6 1 1
 
The Sudden Army (2.6)
Your head throbbed...and a memory exploded into your brain with such sudden, fierce intenseness that it was almost overwhelming. Your fingers went to your temples. "Chejop you fucking asshole! Stop fucking with my head! Stop it! Stop! It! STOP IT!"

Your voice rose to a fever pitch as the half-formed memories tumbled through your head.

Betrayal.

Friendship, closer than steel.

Stinging hurt.

Bronze and Gold.

Secretively sprinting through a darkened structure, hand in hand, led through twisting, winding corridors. A vast, dark city where laughter and play rang through the air...

Then they were gone, a confused mass of images that left you reeling. The guardsmen were looking at you curiously, but Kit had knelt down to put his hand on your shoulder. Despite the fact he was in his human form, he was still bigger than you. "41? What is it? What happened?" He asked, his hand tightening, his voice full of fear. You closed your eyes behind your mask, breathing carefully. You touched each seal, a calming gesture, then spoke, evenly.

"The commissar is still here," you said. "We just...we just...need to remember her."

Kit frowned. His ears, despite not being a tiger.

"I see you're more clever than I thought, traitor!"

The sudden voice that spoke from the nearby muddy hills jerked everyone's heads around. Standing there, her body dressed in her commissarial greatcoat was none other than the Regimental Commissar. You had heard something about her being some bigwig important person, but since commissars were not very important - the Kreiger ones were mostly for integration and deployment difficulties, not like the did anything of value - you hadn't really paid attention. Now you were kind of wishing you had. She was a tall figure, statuesque and with a tumbling cascade of brilliant blond hair. Her eyes were ice blue and...it wasn't that you noticed she was statuesque. It was just hard to not notice, the way her uniform was so...clingy and showy. Her large hat was at a jaunty angle, and she had a laspistol in her hand, cocked up, her other hand on her hip.

"She's not a traitor!" Kit said.

"You put me on the back foot - but I learned from my father's example-"

"Commissars are raised in the schola progenium!" you said, angrily. "They don't have fathers."

"Some do!" she said, scowling. "How could I not follow in his footsteps - for I am..."

Her forehead blazed with a glowing symbol, bright red and familiar: The symbol of Mars, of all things. Red light crackled around her body and she lifted her free hand into a dramatic point. Strange red flakes started to drift through the air - almost organic, they swirled around her as a shimmering banner unfolded from nowhere, spelling out words in High Gothic.

"AMBERLY CAINE!"

You squinted and saw the words read...

HERO OF THE IMPERIUM - FIRST AMONG COMISSARS - MISTRESS OF WAR - GODDESS QUEEN OF LOYALTY
BEARER OF THE RUBY-SEAR PIECE

You jerked back in surprise. "What!?" You spluttered.

"You didn't hear?" Kit asked.

"No!" you exclaimed. "You're related to that...that...that...BLOWHARD!?"

The Commissar jerked slightly, like you'd just slapped her. Her hat almost fell off, though her crackling red flame anima continued to swirl around her shoulders. "Bu-"

"The proper place for an Imperial Guardsman is anonymity!" you shouted, thrusting your finger at her accusingly. "Not to gobble after glory constantly! And he never even died once!"

"Yes he did!" Commissar Cain shouted back.

"Well he came back then!" you said.

"Enough!" She waved her hand. "Loyal men! Arise!"

From the hillside, bursting from cover so perfect that you hadn't seen it, emerged heavily armed and armored Cadian shocktroopers, their red leggings and sleeves darkened by mud, their carapace armor gleaming as they aimed their hellguns down at the shocked guardsmen that gathered around you. Commissar Cain smirked, putting her foot up on a rock to stand dramatically, as if posed for a battlefield shot. The rose petals kept swirling through the air as her hair caught in the wind and billowed almost as much as her cape. "You're now at a bit of a disadvantage, oh traitor! Your wickedness ends...TODAY!"

You were pretty sure she was talking exactly like how her father would have talked in this position. You scowled and then paused. "Wait, when did we have Cadian shock troopers?"

"We didn't," Kit said, sounding bemused. "Yo! Yo! Barrik!" He pointed at one of them. "When'd you get here? You were repple deppled out to Oppa-Kap II, weren't you?"

The stormtrooper he pointed at blinked, then shifted his heavy pyresense goggles - which made his face look buglike and dangerous. "Oh. Hey Kit!"

"Stop fraternizing with the traitor!" Commissar Cain snapped.

"Sorry, ma'am," Barrik said, then adjusted his helmet.

Kit frowned, counting the heads. "I see an entire damn platoon of stormtroopers. Less than we got - but they're Cadians good and true. We can't just kill them all."

"I wasn't going to kill them!" you whispered back. Cain, you noticed, was still posing and waiting - clearly expecting you to declare something about how evil you were. Maybe rip off your mask and start cackling like a crazed lunatic. You were half tempted too - well, rip your mask off and cram it over her stupid face. Now that you looked at her, you were pretty sure you could recognize that famous mugging gormless...you shook your head slightly, then stepped forward.

"Listen here, Commissar Cain," you said, hefting your spear and aiming it up at her. ...shit that was dramatic. Now you were being dramatic! Without even meaning too, rose petals were swirling around the base of your Lens Lance and...you felt wind tug at your hood and your own hair began to billow in the wind, shimmering beside you like a cloth of bright red, contrasting against her blind. Red caste mark, blond hair, versus gold caste mark and red hair. Ugh! Even your colors were opposite! You hated her so much right now...

"Yes, traitor?" She sneered.

You narrowed your eyes.

---
What say you, Traitor Guardsman? Note, trying to stay multiple things at once is possible, but if you want to, make it a plan vote, and know that jumbling it up will make things harder, since there's more of a chance that Cain will just attack you mid speech.
[ ] "Our real enemies are out there - the Chaos worshipers! I'm NOT a traitor, and I can prove it!"
[ ] "I built a lance battery!"​
[ ] "I killed a chaos space marine!"​
[ ] "I'm...I'm the goddamn Chosen of the Sun! A shard of the Emperor's fire burns inside of me right now! Just as it burns in you! You can feel it, can't you!? We were both chosen - and we need to work together!"​
[ ] "Because you're stupid! And your general was stupid! And his orders were stupid! That's the only reason I arrested you! For gross incompetence!"​
[ ] "...wait, where did you get the Cadians? Like, really, where did they come from? How does that work logistically? you didn't just pull them out of thin air. Can you break that down?"
[ ] "Frak you! Your dad's hololith series was overrated!"
[ ] Write In

STATS
Health: Fine
Anima: Dim
Willpower: 5/5
Personal Motes: 13/13 | Peripheral Motes: 28/28 (Committed Motes: 5)
Limit: 1/10 (Trigger: Being stymied by indulges around her)
XP: 2 | Solar XP: 4
Major Projects: 0/5
SXP: 46 | GXP: 15 | WXP: 3
 
I think we need to verbally slap her, hit her with how she herself is a traitor to her Father's name. Tap into the overrated holo.

Oh I think I might have something, need a computer to type this out
 
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[X] "...wait, where did you get the Cadians? Like, really, where did they come from? How does that work logistically? you didn't just pull them out of thin air. Can you break that down?"

Someone is acting out their self-insert Mary Sue fanfic and the worst part is that Sidereal bullshit let's them get away with it.

[X] Plan "Remember 7-7"
 
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Someone is acting out their self-insert Mary Sue fanfic and the worst part is that Sidereal bullshit let's them get away with it.

There's a sidestory to be written about the day Amberly went to commissar school and asked her wizened father if she could have...his las pistol and he reaches into his desk, pulls out one of the 20 he has, and tosses it to her and says "Go nuts Kids" and she's like, 🥹 "I will...father...I will..." while thinking I will bear this legendary weapon through fire and flame, to be worthy of him!
 
[X] "...wait, where did you get the Cadians? Like, really, where did they come from? How does that work logistically? you didn't just pull them out of thin air. Can you break that down?"

Huh, did we pass the check? Because normally Arcane Fate is diff 7, and I only see four successes...

Now, if instead of , it was , , , or , I would know exactly how she got them.

I don't think there's any charms of the Banner that she would have access to assuming E1 that could do this, and if she has access to Obsidian Shards of Infinity that's gg no re.

Why couldn't we have found a nice friendly Eye instead of a Shieldbearer who has beef with us.
 
[X] "Our real enemies are out there - the Chaos worshipers! I'm NOT a traitor, and I can prove it!"
-[X] "Because you're stupid! And your general was stupid! And his orders were stupid! That's the only reason I arrested you! For gross incompetence!"
 
Alright, at a PC. Got two write ins.

[X] Plan "Remember 7-7"
-[X] Channel your memory of 7-7's nearly last words and use Presence to smackdown with the insult: "You betray your Father's Legacy!"
-[X] "Even the Kriegers agree with him, not a single life- a single death should be wasted in the Emperor's name- all must burn brightly with their own purpose! Yet from the man that stood against all enemies of the Imperium without and within you instead bootlick to an incompetent noble that burned the planet they were still fighting to reclaim, opened the hearts of the citizenry to the enemy, violated the separation of Orders to the point of almost causing a civil war, and in the middle of a war where vox communication was destroyed when surviving guardsmen from what should have been a destroyed and routed position arrive at the command post bringing a Gift from the Emperor himself- a relic of Dark Age technology to the Magos- his response is to execute the soldier BEFORE EVEN RECEIVING A REPORT BECAUSE IT WAS AN ANNOYANCE!?"
-[X] Dear god remember to breathe, your fellow Voidmen would only force you to watch that bad holo if you lost a bet. "Tell me FIRST AMONG COMMISSARS how many Valhallans did your Father summary execute?"
-[X] "I am here to give a report to the General and COs. Whose Legacy are you going to follow?"

[X] Plan "We don't have time for this"
-[X] Use "LINE OF OBLITERATION SHAFT" to disarm the Suddenly Cadians.
-[X] "We don't have time for this bickering, I have a report to give and a war to win."
-[X] "...wait, where did you get the Cadians? Like, really, where did they come from? How does that work logistically? you didn't just pull them out of thin air. Can you break that down?"
-[X] "No seriously did you just break through every supply chain and logistical problem the planet is currently facing?"

Either way this goes, it will be fun.
 
[X] Plan "We don't have time for this"
-[X] Use "LINE OF OBLITERATION SHAFT" to disarm the Suddenly Cadians.
-[X] "We don't have time for this bickering, I have a report to give and a war to win."
-[X] "...wait, where did you get the Cadians? Like, really, where did they come from? How does that work logistically? you didn't just pull them out of thin air. Can you break that down?"
-[X] "No seriously did you just break through every supply chain and logistical problem the planet is currently facing?"
 
[X] "...wait, where did you get the Cadians? Like, really, where did they come from? How does that work logistically? you didn't just pull them out of thin air. Can you break that down?"
 
[X] "Our real enemies are out there - the Chaos worshipers! I'm NOT a traitor, and I can prove it!"
[X] "I'm...I'm the goddamn Chosen of the Sun! A shard of the Emperor's fire burns inside of me right now! Just as it burns in you! You can feel it, can't you!? We were both chosen - and we need to work together!"
[X] "...wait, where did you get the Cadians? Like, really, where did they come from? How does that work logistically? you didn't just pull them out of thin air. Can you break that down?"
 
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