41K RPG : Into the Eye

[Typhonis]

Nathan felt a touch..something was trying to touch him here. He turned to face the thing and burn it from existence. He had survived here in this pocket by being the nastier killer and trusting in the Emperor.

Examining it he realised it was nothing but....Jolan? What in the name of the Emperor is he doing?

[Cynical Cat]

Thoughts floated through the warp. Nathan. Come this way. A wave of power cleared away heavy currents in the warp. A shining cable of power snaked towards Nathan, drawing the warp soul to it. Come to life.

[Typhonis]

Nathan followed the cable cautiously carefully but quickly. He slowly approached where it led. Whats this ?

He touched the brightly shimmering barrier of power and felt himself sucked into it.

[Cynical Cat]

He had him. Contact! Their combined strength was easily pulled him through the turbulent warp towards their location. The location of Nathan's new body.

Jolan had studied the process of bringing a warp entity into the material universe and binding it to a body for decades. He had praciticed the art on more than one occassion. This he knew how to do.

He breached the barrier and built a lattice work of power around the flesh and around Nathan's soul. Nathan could see it forming and had an opportunity to escape, if he wished. It would prevent any other entity from disturbing them while Jolan worked. He was so close.

[Typhonis]

Nathan slid into the laticework something odd was at the center. He touched it with his senses and then yelled out in shock.

Pins and needles exploded across his body..as if the sensation of his foot going to sleep was expanded to cover his body sooon it faded to be replaced with other sensations...the smell of incense, the feel of cold air and the sound of weapons readying......... he slowly opened his eyes to face his captors before using his TK to rip them to shreads.


He quickly shut his eyes against the glare ,then opened them again slit wise and looked around... six shapes.... he noted all were human , Two were female and one was...a marine? He then felt a familiar person nearby and looked at him....."Inquisitor Gix?"

He croaked out slowly.

[Cynical Cat]

A feral grin split Jolan's face. "Nathan. Relax. It's Jolan. Domina's right over there." With a flick of his hand the restraints came off.

"This is Gard Vikal. He's my medicae." The dark skinned man knelt beside Nathan, his mechadendrites writhing.

"Inquisitor Talstrem, this is just a precaution. The medical needs of the newly resurrected are not well documented." There was a pause. "Everything is within the normal ranges. There will be some problems. The body is healthy and the muscles have been maintained by electrostimulation, but there is no body memory here. It should feel . . . . different."

[Typhonis]

Nathan nodded. "It does feel ...odd."

He slowly looked around the room and at each of the other people there. First Hethor, whom he favored with a mall smile. Then Lydia with a raised eyebrow and finaly Tech-Captain Malkamar.

"Interesting....what legion....I mean chapter is he from? Don't tell me were going to have another daemon prince style mess on our hands with having to fight our way into a hive filled with traitors ,heretics and mutants?"

[Cynical Cat]

"The Tech Captain can speak for himself and the dangers we will be encountering this time around will be somewhat worse."

[Typhonis]

"Worse huh......worse than Black Legion space marines? Sounds ...fun. Apparently your retinue has changed somewhat...Domina and Hethor I know. Who are your new personel?"

[Cynical Cat]

"Your medicae is Gard Vikal. This is Lydia, my interrogator. That look on her face is awe. She'll get over it. Danell Keys and Melina Sevall aren't present in the room, but trusted agents of mine. It's been fifty years. We're at a rendevous point, Kar Duniash. We'll be meeting up with Lena, Prius, and Pater along with all the forces they can bring to bear. We're going to save the Imperium."

[Typhonis]

Nathan nodded. "Good...so which threat is is? Ork, Eldar,Chaos or Slann?"

[Cynical Cat]

"Tyranids. We're going to lure a hive fleet into the Eye of Terror."

[SirNitram]

"It is an honour to speak with one who walked with the Grandsire of All Astartes, Inquisitor Talstrem." Malkamar saluted stiffly and gracefully for one his size. As it seemed the initial danger had passed, the four arms of his harness slid back. "My Chapter is the Duskguard, though I live under Exile at present due to Technoheresy. I have joined the Inquisitor in the hopes of redeeming myself through the destruction of as many Tyranids as physically possible."

A momentary pause. "My Signum database does not record 'Slann' as a known Xenotype."

[Cynical Cat]

"The slann are an ancient and rare xenos breed that may possibly be extinct. Some claim that their civilization predates that of the eldar. They are amphibious, essentially humanoid in build, and powerful psykers."

[Typhonis]

"The Slann could be extinct by now....or in deep hiding. No need to salute me Brother Malkamar, I merely served as a demon hunter for the Emperor back then...among other things. Well doctor what is your prognsis of my condition? Am I fit?"

[Cynical Cat]

Gard nodded. "The body is indeed fit inquisitor. Electrostimulation has maintained a basic level of muscular conditioning, although you will probably not be as strong as you are used to. This body has no muscle memory and I recommend extensive exercise and practice to regain full proficiency with your skills."

[Cynical Cat]

Jolan held out a silk robe. "You might want this."

[Typhonis]

Nathan stood up and out it on. " Thanks Jolan., I will also need to borrow some gear from you and some quarters it seems. Sorry but I seemed to have misplaced my stuff in the past 50 years."

"So how is Severa doing and Lena for that matter....she must be an admiral by now."

[Cynical Cat]

"I have guest quarters prepared for you and power armour in your size, along with a set of weapons for you. As for Lena she retired an admiral and is now a big wheel in the Ecclesiarchy. Severa made admiral ten years back."

[Typhonis]

" Glad to hear about it. Going to have to send a belated gonredulations to Severa." Nathan followed Jolan slowly .Using the time to get used to his new body.

"How long do we have before we have to go in after these Tyranids and direct them to the Eye?"

[SirNitram]

"My apologies, sir. I am merely somewhat overawed." Malkamar stated. His expression was one of rapt fascination. Just as with the Man Of Iron, he had so many questions, but knew it improper to begin bombarding the man. But now he had lost his chance with the Man Of Iron; the secrets of ancient technology lost to him. Well, he'd never get to use it, anyways..

"What device is this, if I may enquire?" Curiousity splattered the Techmarine against the walls.

[Cynical Cat]

"We have time Nathan," Jolan replied. "We are the first of our mustered forces to arrive. And this is only the first leg of our journey."

[SirNitram]

"We have time Nathan," Jolan replied. "What device do you refer to, Tech Captain?"

(OOC: Ignore; I misread the 'Silk Robe' as 'something', thinking it a concealed trinket. My brain is not with me tonight.)

[Cynical Cat]

"Nathan, I have guest quarters prepared for you. A summary of our activities and the events of the last fifty years lies within. Along with the powered armour, I've comissioned archeotech weapons for your use. A pair of plasma pistols and a power sword in the same style as your Nemesis blade. You won't have any muscle memory of using them, of course, so I imagine you'll want to resume practice as soon as you are able."

[Typhonis]

"Thanks Jolan....... so when will I meet the rest of your retinue then? Want to know whom I'll be working with and who will have my back in this. "