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[Armoured Priest]

pilot post

[Thugren]

How long had it been....Days? years? does it even matter anymore?

YOu awake in a fog, the inside of the containment tube reflecting the lights of a blaring siren into your eyes .

You slowly come to, seeing the lab personnel chased across the room, men clad in skin tight bodysuits killing them as they ran.

Your limbs feel heavy, atrophied from misuse so there is nothing you can do as one of the silencers comes over to your tube, hits a button, and your pods water begins to boil.

The pain burns the world away, you are awash in white hot pain, rational thought leaves you as you are engulfed by the pain.

SOon you awaken....The world is foggy, you feel a nagging pain in your leg and when your eyes come tooyou see a predator ghoul gnawing at your leg.

[GreatCanadian]

"Just what the fuck do you think your doing" Ira Growls
he tries to swat the ghoul away
1d100 rolled for a total of: 54 (54)

[Thugren]

the ghoul tumbles away, your strength returning without even the slightest delay.

to your right you see a pda, its blinking...Odd, it seems somone is calling you.

[GreatCanadian]

Ira sits up and his vision blurs slightly as he reaches for the Pda. he squints his eyes as he tries to read through the muddy screen but cant make the name out he then awnsers the call
"who is this?...... Who am i? where in the fuck am i?"

[Thugren]

"Ira..."

An annoyed voice growls.

"THis is Olbrieg ...Silencer commander of ho siht, the one who paid to have you created...Get your shit together and get to your feet boy."

The man growls, his face watychign you angrily from the pda

[GreatCanadian]

Ira looks down and see that his hand are covered in black scales with things that look more like talons then fingernails
"So your the one who has done this to me eh? well now just what would you like you son of a bitch."

[Thugren]

a violent pain wracks your system, you feel as if a violent charge is being sent through your body and you fall to your knees dropping the pda.

"KLnow ira....Lets not get mouthy...I dont appreciate it..However you will be hunting a man i want dead....Caliphas Cain

[GreatCanadian]

Ira growls an inhuman growl at the Pda while he slowly begins to hear a voice in his head
"So you want me "KILL" to take care of "TEAR OUT HIS HEART" the mess that you cant clean up "HE'S THE ONE WHO DID THIS RIP HIM TO SHREADS" where do i find him."

[Thugren]

Olbrieg laughs

" you have me mistaken beast... I have no faith in your ability to kill him.. You'll probably die torn apart in the wastes. But I've invested alot to have you made in secret... In my position if I go after Cain something much bigger will come after me... So ill send a beast to dirty it's hands."

The PDA chimes as instruction are given .

" head north you will find your handler there. In a sanctum called jesters field.... Good luck you'll need it."

[GreatCanadian]

Ira snatchs up the Pda
"Well no use in just sitting here lets see who this handler is."

[Thugren]

you travel for hours, the wasteland empty save for the screaming of ghouls.

The town comes into view and a single figure watchers you.

It is a silencer, a rifle flung over its shoulder.

[GreatCanadian]

"so i guess your my handler"

[Thugren]

without a word the figure undoes the collar and motions for you to follow.


"we have one day to get you the stabilizers for your blood stream of you are going to die...No questions."

[GreatCanadian]

Were are these stabilizers then?

[Thugren]

the figure hitsd a pda that puts a hologram onb the ground.

"two clicks north is a facility being held by rebel sympathisers.THey have enough to stabilize you.From there we will need to get you the d heart."

[GreatCanadian]

Do i get any equiment for this mission? and what is this D heart?

[Thugren]

The figure looks up and suddenly a shower of blood splatters across your face as you notice the gapin g hole in the persons face that had been speaking only seconds before.

the body slumps and you notice tracers moving up along your chest and legs

[GreatCanadian]

"Shit!" Ira yells
"If only I had a way to find where they are" he thinks to himself
Ira tries to roll out of the way of the tracers
1d100 rolled for a total of: 56 (56)

[Thugren]

you can see the tracers are coming from behind a gtruck.

they are a standard issue silencer team consiting of three men with high powere 4rifles
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