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[Armoured Priest]

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 83 (83)

[Draco Ny'ade]

*vox*guys... i dont think we need to worrly about orks too much now.*

[Domine Nox]

Not wishing to draw any more attention to his presence here Fafnir forgoes firing his arm mounted bolter and powers his weapons up, swinging for the charging ripper with the intent to power on through and attack the others.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 95 (95)

[Grimaldus]

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OTHRIM!!!! please dont forget about this RP

[Talon Lord Othrim]

Fafnir

His blade slices through the rushing ripper, parting it in two and as he anticipated was able to end the misserable life of a second. The remaining ripper screached and somewhere in the gloom a lower gutteral growl answered. The ripper lept at him with ravinouse intent.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 1 (1)

EDIT: Slipping and stumbling it falls prone to his feet writhing in fury.

Magron

Rolling to one side he easily avoided the angry swarm. In anger the Gargoyle dives upon him tooth and claw.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 82 (82)

Ork Track

Ardak breaks hard throwing everyone forward. Too late he see's the floor dissapear beneath him and the vehicle is airbourne!!
With a sudder he lands the vehicle hard on the ground. Rock, rubble and dust is thrown up into the air. Now as he comes to a rest he see's they are safetly on the ground. The jump had been 30ft from the top to their stationary possition. The looted xenos technology seeming no worse for it's brief flight.

Suddenly two large roaring bikes flew overhead. Their landing however was not so elegant. One never reached the floor as a large boulder reached up to claim in in firy glory. The other desimated on impact. There seems to be no other company for them.

[ANBUD07]

"I never thought I would be glad for Ork engineering." Myras said shaking his head. Turning to the Guardsman, "Are you alright?"

[Talon Lord Othrim]

"I'm fine" Romulus replies "I don't think we will be on our own for long if those two are anything to go by tho." indicating the two crashed vehicles issuing plooms of oily black smoke.

[Armoured Priest]

"Well...let's keep moving forward then." The techmarine managed to say.

Sent from the Realm of Madness

[Domine Nox]

With a look of disgust Fafnir goes to crush the writhing beast beneath his armored boot.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 100 (100)

[Talon Lord Othrim]

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lol thought you might

As the creature crunches under foot it's internal organs explode from it's screaming maw. A glint in the organic debris catches his eye. A data crystal.

[Domine Nox]

Delicately Fafnir picks up the datacrystal and attempts to access the information stored within it.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 84 (84)
Rolling just in case I had to.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

Delicately Fafnir picks up the datacrystal and attempts to access the information stored within it.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 84 (84)
Rolling just in case I had to.

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What equipment do you have to access the data storage device?

[Domine Nox]

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All I have is my auspex and basic armor interface.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

Fafnir

The data boots up on your auspex and begins to dislay it's information however the information is in a codex your auspex cannot decode therefore the read out it jumbled.

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think matix codeing. looks like that.

[Domine Nox]

Fafnir powers down the auspex and grumbles. Making sure the datacrystal is stored in a safe place he looks around his surroundings and attempts his vox.

"Ardak, what us your position? I have found something but I need your capabilities. "

[Armoured Priest]

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where am i ? All I know is I am at the bottom of a cliff right now.

Sent from the Realm of Madness

[Grimaldus]

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priest everything is fine, we fell but we are ok, the orks not so much. we can continue our way to the last know location of the inquisitor. Nox is trying to communicate with you, i dont if he can because he is inside a cave/maze thing. thats for othrim to decide.

[Armoured Priest]

"We shall meet at the rendevous point fafnir, my skill shall be available then." The iron hand voxed. He steered the ork halftrack back on course to the inquistor's last know position.

Sent from the Realm of Madness

[Draco Ny'ade]

Py'ron keeps moving quickly towards the rendevous

[Yapay38]

Magron waits for the Gargoyle to get into range before spearing a claw up as fast as possible, aiming for center mass.

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1d100 rolled for a total of: 88 (88)