[20:42] <BradGM> ++++++++Begin Transmission++++++++
[20:42] <BradGM> +++ Beyond His Light: The Dread Pearl+++
[20:42] <BradGM> +++Thought of the Day: the Awkward Question; Only the Foolish Ask Twice +++
[20:42] <BradGM> +++Location: Dining Room #4, Maxim’s Gambit, Zayth System, Heathen Stars , Koronus Expanse +++
[20:42] <BradGM> +++1958 Hours-Maxim’s Gambit Time++
[20:42] <BradGM> +++Mockingbird joined Captain Garrit for dinner. Grendel quickly showed his total lack of social grace by bluntly questioning the Rogue Trader concerning the Eldar map. The others managed to excuse him away to settle a matter with the Ship’s Explrator, Darius; The Tech-Priest simply wishes to have proper respect paid to the Omnissiah, and would agree to lower his standard when it came to ratings.
[20:42] <BradGM> . Meanwhile, Lyra faced off with Mordicus concerning their arrangement, which will last until von Gould is under arrest or taken care of, Garrit paying himself with a rather generous part of his Expanse assets.+++
[20:42] <BradGM> ++++++++End Transmission++++++++
[20:45] <Grendel> ((Grendel saved the mission!))
[20:45] <BradGM> Garrit "WEll then, as this is settled, perhaps we should visit our pearched friend over in his tower, get this..map business sorted out?"
[20:47] * Jon_Wake nods in agreement
[20:50] <Grendel> ((I'm still relaxing in the enginarium, right?))
[20:51] <BradGM> Gerrit takes you to an elevator surrounded in transparent plassteel, which takes you into a tall, the tallest, spire of the vessel. Inside, the large domed room you only see a large techno-throne toward the front, facing toward the void.
[20:51] <BradGM> ((yes you were doing a ritual as the engine were reactivated to move))
[20:52] * Lyra_ looks around with mild curiosity
[20:52] * Grendel remains in the enginarium for now, because why not.
[20:53] <BradGM> Garrit "Navigator Eutor, forgive the intrusion, but how is the deciphering of the map?"
[20:55] <BradGM> The voice seems old and weak, but nonetheless sharp. "Successful, if you consider waht I've already decoded previously.."
[20:58] <BradGM> The old man turns around; he is a frail, boney thing well apst 60; his thin white hair is down to his shoulders, held back due to the Aquilla branded bandana he wears on his forehead.
[21:00] <BradGM> Garrit "Guests..Adeptus Arbites no less. They claim they can help offer some help with the deciphering?.." *Garrit turns to face you with an inteerogative look in his eyes
[21:00] * Lyra_ looks towards the more thinky members of the team
[21:01] <Jon_Wake> ((Uh, unfortunately the guy who actually had it all figured out isn't here at the moment))
[21:02] <BradGM> ((He's having a mechanicus pow-wow in the engie room))
[21:03] <Grendel> ((oh sure, you mock him, but you always need him!))
[21:05] <BradGM> ((Well, he's looks into everything and doens't share!))
[21:06] <Grendel> ((So someone radio him! And while you're figuring that out, brb))
[21:08] <Jon_Wake> @@Grendel, can you get your mechanical ass up here. We're gotten to the navigator, but you're the only one who actually figured that damned thing out@@
[21:08] <BradGM> Grendel affirms he will be there in prompt order.
[21:10] <BradGM> Eutor meanwhile, gets up form his seat and, leaning heavily on his Navigator Baton, works on a side-console on his throne. From the middle of the room comes out a small half sphere, split into trapeze shaped form.
[21:11] * Grendel begins to make his way up to the navigator's quarters.
[21:13] <BradGM> Darius provides the navigationnal detaisl to reach the Navigator's Spire. Inside, Eutor activates his device, which lowers the light and from the half sphere comes a light show, which reveals a holo star map.
[21:13] <BradGM> You only look around for a moment before Grendel comes in
[21:15] * Grendel arrives, mechadendrites drifting around him, examining the ara, as well as the map.
[21:16] <BradGM> Eutor "Who's he Captain, our Navigator?"
[21:17] <BradGM> Gerrit "No, he is part of the Arbites."
[21:18] <Grendel> "You are unable to make the map work?"
[21:20] <BradGM> Eutor "The trouble is the way the information is showed, it is completely alien, I cannot make heads or tails about them...of course, after study and caculations, I can amange to a result I cannot vefiry unitl we try it.."
[21:22] * Grendel moves over to the nearest console to input the data that he extrapolated.
[21:25] <BradGM> The room begins to shift all around you as the holographic star map changes to reflect Grendel's data; his knowledge of the Eldat tongue does gives him an adventage.*
[21:25] <BradGM> ((*Eldar))
[21:26] <BradGM> ((I don't think anyone got astromancy knoeldge apart from Grendel?))
[21:26] <Jon_Wake> ((Nope))
[21:27] <Mira_Atella> (( Don't think so ))
[21:28] <Lyra_> ((not here))
[21:29] <BradGM> Eutor "Yes, yes.., oh it appeared I read this section upside down.."
[21:30] <Jon_Wake> ((lol)
[21:30] <BradGM> Garrit "What does this means Eutor? This doesn't represent anything on any star chart I've studied."
[21:32] <BradGM> Sicne you're all wathicng it, roll WP vs corruption.
[21:33] <BradGM> Grendle, you already rolled on that when you first decoded the info., you don't need to roll*
[21:33] <BradGM> !dhroll 45
[21:33] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 5 Success by 4 degrees!
[21:33] <BradGM> ((Of course if you,re not wathicng the holo map all around you, you also don't roll))
[21:34] <Lyra_> !dhroll 49
[21:34] <DiceServitor> Lyra_: 79 Failure by 3 degrees!
[21:34] <Lyra_> fate
[21:34] <Lyra_> !dhroll 49
[21:34] <DiceServitor> Lyra_: 48 Success by 0 degrees!
[21:34] <Lyra_> phew
[21:35] <Jon_Wake> !dhroll 46
[21:35] <DiceServitor> Jon_Wake: 55 Failure by 0 degrees!
[21:35] <Grendel> ((I get to make them turn into Daemonprinces...yay, XP!
[21:35] <Grendel> ))
[21:36] <BradGM> ((Fate it Jon?))
[21:37] <Jon_Wake> ((nah))
[21:37] <BradGM> !dhroll 1d5
[21:37] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 23 Failure by 2 degrees!
[21:37] <BradGM> !roll 1d5
[21:37] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 4
[21:39] <Jon_Wake> ((I get four corruption? I'm fine with that))
[21:39] <BradGM> Jon, you get suddenly inhabited by a feel of dread, pain, horror, madness, your brains seems to twists and boil and transform itself from just looking at the map. You get 4 corruption
[21:41] * Jon_Wake rubs his forehead in pain as he spent too long trying to understand the heretical knowledge, and chooses to look at the ground for the rest of the meeting
[21:42] <BradGM> Eutor "Ah, for this is no ordinary star-map any fool with a look-glass can draw up, present company excluded, Captain. This..configuration to put it it very simple terms, represent the immaterium, the warp, and it appears this Tech-Priest here is either well versed into this Xeno language, or is a Navigator in disguise."
[21:43] * Grendel doesn't respond to such a spurious comment as he makes sure all the data is entered.
[21:43] * Lyra_ looks at the star map, shielded by her blind faith in The Emperor
[21:44] <Jon_Wake> ((Well, he has done some questionable things in the past, so he could have been a psyker the whole time))
[21:47] * Grendel finishes and steps back, looking at the Navigator. "You understand now?"
[21:48] <BradGM> Eutor "Aheam..as I was saying, this map represent passages into the Immaterium we can use to reach our goal, and within a matter of hours, I will have a course set-up for th..our goal, Captain."
[21:51] <BradGM> Garrit "Well, this was surprisingly easy to realise. You are quite full of surprises, my friend."
[21:51] * Grendel notes the hesitation.
[21:53] <Grendel> "There are problems?"
[21:54] * Jon_Wake also notes that hesitation, although it's a bit harder to read the navigator when the arbite has put all his focus on a speak of dirt
[21:55] <BradGM> Garrit "No, no problems at all...We shall make our exit Eutor, I believe there is the matter of our digestif in the foward lounge that we still need to take care of.."
[21:58] <BradGM> Garrit invites you all back down the spire, and away from the mind affecting map.
[22:00] <BradGM> With your mind clearing up Jon, you can roll logic concerning Eutor's hesitaion; so can you Grendel.
[22:01] <Grendel> ((Its not Grendel's fault if the Navigator goes bad))
[22:01] <Grendel> !dhroll 83
[22:01] <DiceServitor> Grendel: 17 Success by 6 degrees!
[22:02] * Grendel follow the group to the forward lounge, half his mind working on the hesitation.
[22:03] <BradGM> ((BRB bathroom))
[22:04] <Jon_Wake> ((Would scrutiny be better?))
[22:05] <Jon_Wake> !dhroll 73
[22:05] <DiceServitor> Jon_Wake: 33 Success by 4 degrees!
[22:05] <Jon_Wake> ((Well, that's my logic roll, anyway))
[22:05] <BradGM> ((back- and yes, but since you were not in a situation to read him well, it would be hard, plus you got an ace in your sleeve as well))
[22:07] <Jon_Wake> ((What would that be? It's been a while))
[22:07] <BradGM> With the Captain being more or less forward with their goal, and from what you've learned from the Seven Witches of Footfall, Eutor's hesitation was no doubt him stopping himself from saying The Dread Pearl, the mysterious treasure of unsurpassed riches hidden somehwere in the Expanse- in which 7 Rogue Traders, including von gould,- are chasing after.
[22:08] <Jon_Wake> ((Ah, okay, that's what my first assumption was))
[22:11] <BradGM> Garrit have servitors serves you a digestif, strong, yet creamy, Mordian Brandy. for those with the palate and the knowledge, it's not your garden variety brandy.
[22:12] <BradGM> ((We,re talking top shelf on the last floor of a hvie world type quality))
[22:12] <BradGM> ((WEll, y'know the minimum for any self resptecing Rogue Trader..))
[22:12] * Jon_Wake , quite acquainted with alchohol in the past year or so, nods in approval
[22:13] <BradGM> ((now just need that metnal traume for it to become an addiction))
[22:13] * Grendel just holds it for now.
[22:14] <BradGM> Garrit "Lho rods, perhaps? Iocanthos tabacco, quite a complementary taste to teh brandy I find."
[22:15] <Lyra_> "No thank you."
[22:15] <Grendel> "How long will your navigator take?"
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[22:16] <Jon_Wake> "Yes, of course" Jon takes the the glass of brandy and Lho sticks, lighting up one and pocketing a few others for future use
[22:17] <BradGM> ((theY're Lho rods, not lho sticks; so cigars instead of cigarattes))
[22:18] <Jon_Wake> ((Jon decent into decadence, but then he can just tank it))
[22:18] <BradGM> ((yeah and Garrit can always use someone on the force..))
[22:18] <BradGM> (('He only costed 4 lho rods to buy out))
[22:18] <Jon_Wake> ((ha ha))
[22:19] <BradGM> ((all those years, the Arbites' only weakness..tobacco))
[22:19] <Jon_Wake> ((Unfortunately for him, Jon's already in the pocket of someone else. Who's more the stick type than the carrot type))
[22:20] <BradGM> Garrit "Hm? Oh, it will take some hours, perhaps all night...We would still need to reach whatever jump-point he has charted, so it may wellt ake days or weeks before we can enter the warp."
[22:20] <BradGM> ((Hehehe well, you do get carrot...when you survive the stick.))
[22:22] <Grendel> "Very well."
[22:22] <BradGM> Garrit also lights himself a Lho rod, sitting into one of the big plushy chair there.
[22:25] <BradGM> Garrit "All that remains of us to do, is to relax, enjoy life and wait!"
[22:28] <BradGM> He shurgs, smiling, taking a slip of his out of price drink.
[22:28] <Jon_Wake> The arbite prefered to stand, taking in the drink and smoke, although he was just as cautious in the assumption that it was poisoned as he always has been. Old Habit
[22:28] <BradGM> ((Well, it's Garrit's after dinner poison..))
[22:29] * Grendel considers, running relevant AdMech doctrines through his brain as a way of waiting.
[22:30] <BradGM> ((Except if anyone wants to get info out of Garrit, we can mvoe things forward a bit.))
[22:31] <Grendel> ((If Grendel tried something like that, we'd probably have to try to prevent someone from getting spaced))
[22:32] <BradGM> ((also, give him a grenade to help, just made it 1000x more humourous.))
[22:34] <Grendel> ((heh, so yeah, moving forward is fine))
[22:34] <BradGM> An hour passes before the Captain excuses himself and retreats to his quarters for the night. With the hour getting late, you return to your quarters, where Mira is still alive and sleeping soundly.
[22:35] <BradGM> 9 hours passes
[22:36] * Grendel makes his way to the Enginarium at times just to hang out and praise the Omnissiah.
[22:36] <BradGM> Your quarters' internal vox beeps, catching your attention and/or waking you up
[22:37] <BradGM> ((How does a TP hang out?))
[22:37] <BradGM> ((Like some teenagers behind the old diesel generator?))
[22:37] <BradGM> ((smoking lho sticks in secret when their Magus ain't wathcing?))
[22:37] * Mira_Atella is sleeping soundly.
[22:37] <Mira_Atella> (( :P ))
[22:38] <BradGM> ((Grendel, you cna always make a health roll if you'd care to do so))
[22:38] <BradGM> ((Jon/Lyra, doing anything in perticualr, or jsut lseeping?))
[22:38] <Grendel> ((health roll for what?))
[22:39] <Lyra_> ((just sleeping))
[22:40] <Jon_Wake> ((Just sleeping))
[22:41] <BradGM> ((For Mira and jon, they are still wounded))
[22:43] <BradGM> ((just sayin', not saying Grendle would do it))
[22:44] <Mira_Atella> (( Healing.. with grenades.. ))
[22:44] <Grendel> ((oh well, if they need medical attention, they can get it...))
[22:45] <BradGM> ((an explosion of feelgood feelings!))
[22:45] <BradGM> ((remember; Red IS the colour of lvoe after all))
[22:45] * Lyra_ (IceChat9@bjvicad.fibertown.com) Quit (Read error: Operation timed out)
[22:45] <Mira_Atella> (( ruh-roh ))
[22:46] <Jon_Wake> (( What is love, beep boop ))
[22:47] <Grendel> !dhroll 123
[22:47] <Grendel> !dhroll 123
[22:48] <Mira_Atella> (( Demon bot isn't around ))
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[22:48] <BradGM> ((good thing you said that before he got in))
[22:48] <Grendel> !dhroll 123
[22:48] <DiceServitor> Grendel: 57 Success by 6 degrees!
[22:48] <Grendel> !dhroll 123
[22:48] <DiceServitor> Grendel: 4 Success by 11 degrees!
[22:49] <Grendel> ((So yeah. If they're heavily wounded, they remove 2. If they're lightly wounded, they remove 12, if they let Grendel work on them))
[22:49] <BradGM> ((They're sleeping, so it might be a matter of you not waking them..more efficient?))
[22:50] <BradGM> ((Or Grendel goes in "I don't care mode" and rough,em up while helping them..hahah, I see the scene and laugh))
[22:51] <Mira_Atella> (( Not sure what Mira is, but guessing heavily ))
[22:51] <Grendel> (Well, if they ask, he'll perform, but if not...))
[22:52] * Lyra_ (IceChat9@bjvicad.fibertown.com) has joined #Shadowrun
[22:53] <BradGM> ((Heavy yeah..and they are sleeping.'least Mira is when you arrive, Jon, you ought to be awake long enough for you to act on him..and WB Lyra))
[22:53] <Lyra_> (that was odd...)
[22:53] <Grendel> ((So then Jon gets worked on if he wants))
[22:55] <Jon_Wake> ((I always count as lightly wounded))
[22:56] <Mira_Atella> (( heh I just don't know since I wasn't actually there, and it's like 3 months ago now lol ))
[22:57] * Grendel acknowledges the beep, responding. @@Yes?@@
[22:57] <BradGM> ((if you got more than twice your TB in wounds, you'Re considered heavily wounded..since you got 8 woudns out of 13, you,re it))
[22:59] <BradGM> Ratings "Excuse me sir, but the Captain asks if you can come to Briefing room #4, it is concerning the map."
[22:59] <Mira_Atella> (( irc is being odd and flooding like 10 lines at once with several minutes of lag with nothing coming through ))
[23:00] * Grendel nods and turns to the other. "The captain requires us in Briefing room #4."
[23:00] <Grendel> @@We will be there."
[23:00] <Grendel> @@
[23:01] <BradGM> ((yeah getting loaded, happens sometimes here as well, way less than back onthe other server 'mind))
[23:03] <Jon_Wake> ((Yeah, Jon would be fine with grendel healing him))
[23:03] <BradGM> Rating "Yessir."
[23:03] <BradGM> ((shit, I meant Aye sir))
[23:03] <BradGM> ((3rd rate rating right there!))
[23:03] * Jon_Wake heads to Briefing Room #4 once the call went out
[23:04] * Lyra_ does as well
[23:04] <Grendel> ((remove 12 then, Jon heh))
[23:05] * Grendel proceeds to the briefing room, haivng attempted to wake all.
[23:06] <BradGM> !dhroll 54
[23:06] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 1 Success by 5 degrees!
[23:08] <BradGM> Mira, Grendel wakes you up suddenly, on edge, only to get a stroke of pain form your wound.
[23:08] <BradGM> ((hourrah paranoia!))
[23:08] * Mira_Atella grunts but ignores him mostly, not being mad enough to refuse.
[23:11] <BradGM> ((going then?))
[23:12] <Mira_Atella> (( might as well, she's over half better heh ))
[23:12] * Mira_Atella is a bit slower to collect herself, but is only a few moments behind the others.
[23:12] * Grendel does a quick work on Mira's wounds then?
[23:13] <Mira_Atella> (( Yeah that happened heh ))
[23:14] <Grendel> ((2 wounds healed then...))
[23:14] * Grendel THEN goes to the briefing room.
[23:14] <BradGM> ((back; sorry had to close my cracked windows; winding like crqazy here, and cold as hell, to help things out))
[23:16] <Mira_Atella> (( Hmm.. went out to get the mail earlier. I had shorts on :P ))
[23:16] <BradGM> The Briefing room is your typical military style briefing room with holo table with attached servitor. There are no chairs, practicality over comfort. Captain Carrit is there, alongside Eutor, Mordicus, and the blindfolded, cloaked man.
[23:17] <BradGM> ((it's -30 Celcius here.))
[23:17] <BradGM> ((with wind))
[23:18] <BradGM> Garrit "Ah, good for you to be present...Feeling better I hope, miss?"
[23:18] * Grendel finds a spot and stands still, watching the room and the people.
[23:22] <BradGM> Garrit "Eutor have charted a course within the warp to, Emperor willing, reach von Gould and confront him."
[23:23] <Grendel> "How long will it take?"
[23:23] <Mira_Atella> (( I think maybe I've been in weather that cold once.. but we were skiing, so.. ))
[23:23] * Mira_Atella gives a nod.
[23:23] <Mira_Atella> (( But in celcius it was 26 here today. Just a bit warmer ;) ))
[23:24] <BradGM> Eutor "I estimate the warp travel to 3 months, with of course, returns to real-space for fine tuning."
[23:26] <BradGM> Garrit "Of course, this is from Footfall; Our stores are at the halfway point, and we need to restock in food and water."
[23:26] <Mira_Atella> (( *kicks IRC* WORK ))
[23:28] <Grendel> "How long will this take?"
[23:29] <BradGM> Garrit "about 3 months to return, then a couple of weeks, then we can depart back again."
[23:31] <Grendel> "This is required?"
[23:32] <BradGM> Garrit grins "Only if you wish the crew to keep living, and not fall into canibalisms and madness and mutiny."
[23:34] * Grendel roughly calculates the requirements if all of the crew was made into servitors..
[23:34] <Mira_Atella> "Don't give him ideas." She smiles to Garrit.
[23:35] <BradGM> Not with the limited ressoruces and manufacturing/medicae capabilities.
[23:36] <BradGM> Garrit "An unfortunate reality, but one we must live with; now we can at least count on the fact that von Gould must also resupply, except if he has a safe port a few lgiht years away, he will be forced to restock as well
[23:37] <Grendel> "It seems inevitable. The ship does not have the capabilities to turn the crew into servitors."
[23:38] <BradGM> Mordicus and the blind man exchanged an acomplistic glance from behind Eutor and Garrit at Grendel's affirmation. Gallus simply parlour laughs "How droll!"
[23:39] <Lyra_> "Yes, Grendel loves to tell jokes."
[23:39] <Mira_Atella> (( Garrit is a shape-shifter! hehe ))
[23:40] <BradGM> Mordicus "Yes. How funny."
[23:40] <BradGM> Mordicus "If there is anything else Captain, we ought to return to our duties."
[23:42] <BradGM> Garrit "Hm? Ah yes..if you have nothing to add, we can close this briefing?"
[23:43] <BradGM> He raises an eyebrow looking at each one fo you
[23:44] <Mira_Atella> "Nothing from me."
[23:44] * Grendel shakes his head.
[23:44] <Jon_Wake> "I have noithing to add to the discussion, but if there's any way I can help I can do so"
[23:45] <Lyra_> "I'm fine, thank you."
[23:45] <BradGM> Garrit "Very well then, this briefing is at a close. If you wish to help with the operations, Mordicus can arrange something."
[23:46] <BradGM> Garrit simply nods and walks out, flanked by Eutor and the blindfolded man. Mordicus sends you a vox frequency on your slate "I have other duties for now, but call my in an hour, if you're still intrested to help.."
[23:47] <BradGM> ((and ok if we stop it ehre guys?..just write down your final tohughts))
[23:47] <Lyra_> ((I'm good))
[23:47] <Mira_Atella> (( set here ))
[23:49] <Jon_Wake> ((I'm good))
[23:49] <Grendel> ((sounds good))
[23:49] <BradGM> +++++++Terminate Transmission+++++++
[20:42] <BradGM> +++ Beyond His Light: The Dread Pearl+++
[20:42] <BradGM> +++Thought of the Day: the Awkward Question; Only the Foolish Ask Twice +++
[20:42] <BradGM> +++Location: Dining Room #4, Maxim’s Gambit, Zayth System, Heathen Stars , Koronus Expanse +++
[20:42] <BradGM> +++1958 Hours-Maxim’s Gambit Time++
[20:42] <BradGM> +++Mockingbird joined Captain Garrit for dinner. Grendel quickly showed his total lack of social grace by bluntly questioning the Rogue Trader concerning the Eldar map. The others managed to excuse him away to settle a matter with the Ship’s Explrator, Darius; The Tech-Priest simply wishes to have proper respect paid to the Omnissiah, and would agree to lower his standard when it came to ratings.
[20:42] <BradGM> . Meanwhile, Lyra faced off with Mordicus concerning their arrangement, which will last until von Gould is under arrest or taken care of, Garrit paying himself with a rather generous part of his Expanse assets.+++
[20:42] <BradGM> ++++++++End Transmission++++++++
[20:45] <Grendel> ((Grendel saved the mission!))
[20:45] <BradGM> Garrit "WEll then, as this is settled, perhaps we should visit our pearched friend over in his tower, get this..map business sorted out?"
[20:47] * Jon_Wake nods in agreement
[20:50] <Grendel> ((I'm still relaxing in the enginarium, right?))
[20:51] <BradGM> Gerrit takes you to an elevator surrounded in transparent plassteel, which takes you into a tall, the tallest, spire of the vessel. Inside, the large domed room you only see a large techno-throne toward the front, facing toward the void.
[20:51] <BradGM> ((yes you were doing a ritual as the engine were reactivated to move))
[20:52] * Lyra_ looks around with mild curiosity
[20:52] * Grendel remains in the enginarium for now, because why not.
[20:53] <BradGM> Garrit "Navigator Eutor, forgive the intrusion, but how is the deciphering of the map?"
[20:55] <BradGM> The voice seems old and weak, but nonetheless sharp. "Successful, if you consider waht I've already decoded previously.."
[20:58] <BradGM> The old man turns around; he is a frail, boney thing well apst 60; his thin white hair is down to his shoulders, held back due to the Aquilla branded bandana he wears on his forehead.
[21:00] <BradGM> Garrit "Guests..Adeptus Arbites no less. They claim they can help offer some help with the deciphering?.." *Garrit turns to face you with an inteerogative look in his eyes
[21:00] * Lyra_ looks towards the more thinky members of the team
[21:01] <Jon_Wake> ((Uh, unfortunately the guy who actually had it all figured out isn't here at the moment))
[21:02] <BradGM> ((He's having a mechanicus pow-wow in the engie room))
[21:03] <Grendel> ((oh sure, you mock him, but you always need him!))
[21:05] <BradGM> ((Well, he's looks into everything and doens't share!))
[21:06] <Grendel> ((So someone radio him! And while you're figuring that out, brb))
[21:08] <Jon_Wake> @@Grendel, can you get your mechanical ass up here. We're gotten to the navigator, but you're the only one who actually figured that damned thing out@@
[21:08] <BradGM> Grendel affirms he will be there in prompt order.
[21:10] <BradGM> Eutor meanwhile, gets up form his seat and, leaning heavily on his Navigator Baton, works on a side-console on his throne. From the middle of the room comes out a small half sphere, split into trapeze shaped form.
[21:11] * Grendel begins to make his way up to the navigator's quarters.
[21:13] <BradGM> Darius provides the navigationnal detaisl to reach the Navigator's Spire. Inside, Eutor activates his device, which lowers the light and from the half sphere comes a light show, which reveals a holo star map.
[21:13] <BradGM> You only look around for a moment before Grendel comes in
[21:15] * Grendel arrives, mechadendrites drifting around him, examining the ara, as well as the map.
[21:16] <BradGM> Eutor "Who's he Captain, our Navigator?"
[21:17] <BradGM> Gerrit "No, he is part of the Arbites."
[21:18] <Grendel> "You are unable to make the map work?"
[21:20] <BradGM> Eutor "The trouble is the way the information is showed, it is completely alien, I cannot make heads or tails about them...of course, after study and caculations, I can amange to a result I cannot vefiry unitl we try it.."
[21:22] * Grendel moves over to the nearest console to input the data that he extrapolated.
[21:25] <BradGM> The room begins to shift all around you as the holographic star map changes to reflect Grendel's data; his knowledge of the Eldat tongue does gives him an adventage.*
[21:25] <BradGM> ((*Eldar))
[21:26] <BradGM> ((I don't think anyone got astromancy knoeldge apart from Grendel?))
[21:26] <Jon_Wake> ((Nope))
[21:27] <Mira_Atella> (( Don't think so ))
[21:28] <Lyra_> ((not here))
[21:29] <BradGM> Eutor "Yes, yes.., oh it appeared I read this section upside down.."
[21:30] <Jon_Wake> ((lol)
[21:30] <BradGM> Garrit "What does this means Eutor? This doesn't represent anything on any star chart I've studied."
[21:32] <BradGM> Sicne you're all wathicng it, roll WP vs corruption.
[21:33] <BradGM> Grendle, you already rolled on that when you first decoded the info., you don't need to roll*
[21:33] <BradGM> !dhroll 45
[21:33] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 5 Success by 4 degrees!
[21:33] <BradGM> ((Of course if you,re not wathicng the holo map all around you, you also don't roll))
[21:34] <Lyra_> !dhroll 49
[21:34] <DiceServitor> Lyra_: 79 Failure by 3 degrees!
[21:34] <Lyra_> fate
[21:34] <Lyra_> !dhroll 49
[21:34] <DiceServitor> Lyra_: 48 Success by 0 degrees!
[21:34] <Lyra_> phew
[21:35] <Jon_Wake> !dhroll 46
[21:35] <DiceServitor> Jon_Wake: 55 Failure by 0 degrees!
[21:35] <Grendel> ((I get to make them turn into Daemonprinces...yay, XP!
[21:35] <Grendel> ))
[21:36] <BradGM> ((Fate it Jon?))
[21:37] <Jon_Wake> ((nah))
[21:37] <BradGM> !dhroll 1d5
[21:37] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 23 Failure by 2 degrees!
[21:37] <BradGM> !roll 1d5
[21:37] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 4
[21:39] <Jon_Wake> ((I get four corruption? I'm fine with that))
[21:39] <BradGM> Jon, you get suddenly inhabited by a feel of dread, pain, horror, madness, your brains seems to twists and boil and transform itself from just looking at the map. You get 4 corruption
[21:41] * Jon_Wake rubs his forehead in pain as he spent too long trying to understand the heretical knowledge, and chooses to look at the ground for the rest of the meeting
[21:42] <BradGM> Eutor "Ah, for this is no ordinary star-map any fool with a look-glass can draw up, present company excluded, Captain. This..configuration to put it it very simple terms, represent the immaterium, the warp, and it appears this Tech-Priest here is either well versed into this Xeno language, or is a Navigator in disguise."
[21:43] * Grendel doesn't respond to such a spurious comment as he makes sure all the data is entered.
[21:43] * Lyra_ looks at the star map, shielded by her blind faith in The Emperor
[21:44] <Jon_Wake> ((Well, he has done some questionable things in the past, so he could have been a psyker the whole time))
[21:47] * Grendel finishes and steps back, looking at the Navigator. "You understand now?"
[21:48] <BradGM> Eutor "Aheam..as I was saying, this map represent passages into the Immaterium we can use to reach our goal, and within a matter of hours, I will have a course set-up for th..our goal, Captain."
[21:51] <BradGM> Garrit "Well, this was surprisingly easy to realise. You are quite full of surprises, my friend."
[21:51] * Grendel notes the hesitation.
[21:53] <Grendel> "There are problems?"
[21:54] * Jon_Wake also notes that hesitation, although it's a bit harder to read the navigator when the arbite has put all his focus on a speak of dirt
[21:55] <BradGM> Garrit "No, no problems at all...We shall make our exit Eutor, I believe there is the matter of our digestif in the foward lounge that we still need to take care of.."
[21:58] <BradGM> Garrit invites you all back down the spire, and away from the mind affecting map.
[22:00] <BradGM> With your mind clearing up Jon, you can roll logic concerning Eutor's hesitaion; so can you Grendel.
[22:01] <Grendel> ((Its not Grendel's fault if the Navigator goes bad))
[22:01] <Grendel> !dhroll 83
[22:01] <DiceServitor> Grendel: 17 Success by 6 degrees!
[22:02] * Grendel follow the group to the forward lounge, half his mind working on the hesitation.
[22:03] <BradGM> ((BRB bathroom))
[22:04] <Jon_Wake> ((Would scrutiny be better?))
[22:05] <Jon_Wake> !dhroll 73
[22:05] <DiceServitor> Jon_Wake: 33 Success by 4 degrees!
[22:05] <Jon_Wake> ((Well, that's my logic roll, anyway))
[22:05] <BradGM> ((back- and yes, but since you were not in a situation to read him well, it would be hard, plus you got an ace in your sleeve as well))
[22:07] <Jon_Wake> ((What would that be? It's been a while))
[22:07] <BradGM> With the Captain being more or less forward with their goal, and from what you've learned from the Seven Witches of Footfall, Eutor's hesitation was no doubt him stopping himself from saying The Dread Pearl, the mysterious treasure of unsurpassed riches hidden somehwere in the Expanse- in which 7 Rogue Traders, including von gould,- are chasing after.
[22:08] <Jon_Wake> ((Ah, okay, that's what my first assumption was))
[22:11] <BradGM> Garrit have servitors serves you a digestif, strong, yet creamy, Mordian Brandy. for those with the palate and the knowledge, it's not your garden variety brandy.
[22:12] <BradGM> ((We,re talking top shelf on the last floor of a hvie world type quality))
[22:12] <BradGM> ((WEll, y'know the minimum for any self resptecing Rogue Trader..))
[22:12] * Jon_Wake , quite acquainted with alchohol in the past year or so, nods in approval
[22:13] <BradGM> ((now just need that metnal traume for it to become an addiction))
[22:13] * Grendel just holds it for now.
[22:14] <BradGM> Garrit "Lho rods, perhaps? Iocanthos tabacco, quite a complementary taste to teh brandy I find."
[22:15] <Lyra_> "No thank you."
[22:15] <Grendel> "How long will your navigator take?"
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[22:16] <Jon_Wake> "Yes, of course" Jon takes the the glass of brandy and Lho sticks, lighting up one and pocketing a few others for future use
[22:17] <BradGM> ((theY're Lho rods, not lho sticks; so cigars instead of cigarattes))
[22:18] <Jon_Wake> ((Jon decent into decadence, but then he can just tank it))
[22:18] <BradGM> ((yeah and Garrit can always use someone on the force..))
[22:18] <BradGM> (('He only costed 4 lho rods to buy out))
[22:18] <Jon_Wake> ((ha ha))
[22:19] <BradGM> ((all those years, the Arbites' only weakness..tobacco))
[22:19] <Jon_Wake> ((Unfortunately for him, Jon's already in the pocket of someone else. Who's more the stick type than the carrot type))
[22:20] <BradGM> Garrit "Hm? Oh, it will take some hours, perhaps all night...We would still need to reach whatever jump-point he has charted, so it may wellt ake days or weeks before we can enter the warp."
[22:20] <BradGM> ((Hehehe well, you do get carrot...when you survive the stick.))
[22:22] <Grendel> "Very well."
[22:22] <BradGM> Garrit also lights himself a Lho rod, sitting into one of the big plushy chair there.
[22:25] <BradGM> Garrit "All that remains of us to do, is to relax, enjoy life and wait!"
[22:28] <BradGM> He shurgs, smiling, taking a slip of his out of price drink.
[22:28] <Jon_Wake> The arbite prefered to stand, taking in the drink and smoke, although he was just as cautious in the assumption that it was poisoned as he always has been. Old Habit
[22:28] <BradGM> ((Well, it's Garrit's after dinner poison..))
[22:29] * Grendel considers, running relevant AdMech doctrines through his brain as a way of waiting.
[22:30] <BradGM> ((Except if anyone wants to get info out of Garrit, we can mvoe things forward a bit.))
[22:31] <Grendel> ((If Grendel tried something like that, we'd probably have to try to prevent someone from getting spaced))
[22:32] <BradGM> ((also, give him a grenade to help, just made it 1000x more humourous.))
[22:34] <Grendel> ((heh, so yeah, moving forward is fine))
[22:34] <BradGM> An hour passes before the Captain excuses himself and retreats to his quarters for the night. With the hour getting late, you return to your quarters, where Mira is still alive and sleeping soundly.
[22:35] <BradGM> 9 hours passes
[22:36] * Grendel makes his way to the Enginarium at times just to hang out and praise the Omnissiah.
[22:36] <BradGM> Your quarters' internal vox beeps, catching your attention and/or waking you up
[22:37] <BradGM> ((How does a TP hang out?))
[22:37] <BradGM> ((Like some teenagers behind the old diesel generator?))
[22:37] <BradGM> ((smoking lho sticks in secret when their Magus ain't wathcing?))
[22:37] * Mira_Atella is sleeping soundly.
[22:37] <Mira_Atella> (( :P ))
[22:38] <BradGM> ((Grendel, you cna always make a health roll if you'd care to do so))
[22:38] <BradGM> ((Jon/Lyra, doing anything in perticualr, or jsut lseeping?))
[22:38] <Grendel> ((health roll for what?))
[22:39] <Lyra_> ((just sleeping))
[22:40] <Jon_Wake> ((Just sleeping))
[22:41] <BradGM> ((For Mira and jon, they are still wounded))
[22:43] <BradGM> ((just sayin', not saying Grendle would do it))
[22:44] <Mira_Atella> (( Healing.. with grenades.. ))
[22:44] <Grendel> ((oh well, if they need medical attention, they can get it...))
[22:45] <BradGM> ((an explosion of feelgood feelings!))
[22:45] <BradGM> ((remember; Red IS the colour of lvoe after all))
[22:45] * Lyra_ (IceChat9@bjvicad.fibertown.com) Quit (Read error: Operation timed out)
[22:45] <Mira_Atella> (( ruh-roh ))
[22:46] <Jon_Wake> (( What is love, beep boop ))
[22:47] <Grendel> !dhroll 123
[22:47] <Grendel> !dhroll 123
[22:48] <Mira_Atella> (( Demon bot isn't around ))
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[22:48] <BradGM> ((good thing you said that before he got in))
[22:48] <Grendel> !dhroll 123
[22:48] <DiceServitor> Grendel: 57 Success by 6 degrees!
[22:48] <Grendel> !dhroll 123
[22:48] <DiceServitor> Grendel: 4 Success by 11 degrees!
[22:49] <Grendel> ((So yeah. If they're heavily wounded, they remove 2. If they're lightly wounded, they remove 12, if they let Grendel work on them))
[22:49] <BradGM> ((They're sleeping, so it might be a matter of you not waking them..more efficient?))
[22:50] <BradGM> ((Or Grendel goes in "I don't care mode" and rough,em up while helping them..hahah, I see the scene and laugh))
[22:51] <Mira_Atella> (( Not sure what Mira is, but guessing heavily ))
[22:51] <Grendel> (Well, if they ask, he'll perform, but if not...))
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[22:53] <BradGM> ((Heavy yeah..and they are sleeping.'least Mira is when you arrive, Jon, you ought to be awake long enough for you to act on him..and WB Lyra))
[22:53] <Lyra_> (that was odd...)
[22:53] <Grendel> ((So then Jon gets worked on if he wants))
[22:55] <Jon_Wake> ((I always count as lightly wounded))
[22:56] <Mira_Atella> (( heh I just don't know since I wasn't actually there, and it's like 3 months ago now lol ))
[22:57] * Grendel acknowledges the beep, responding. @@Yes?@@
[22:57] <BradGM> ((if you got more than twice your TB in wounds, you'Re considered heavily wounded..since you got 8 woudns out of 13, you,re it))
[22:59] <BradGM> Ratings "Excuse me sir, but the Captain asks if you can come to Briefing room #4, it is concerning the map."
[22:59] <Mira_Atella> (( irc is being odd and flooding like 10 lines at once with several minutes of lag with nothing coming through ))
[23:00] * Grendel nods and turns to the other. "The captain requires us in Briefing room #4."
[23:00] <Grendel> @@We will be there."
[23:00] <Grendel> @@
[23:01] <BradGM> ((yeah getting loaded, happens sometimes here as well, way less than back onthe other server 'mind))
[23:03] <Jon_Wake> ((Yeah, Jon would be fine with grendel healing him))
[23:03] <BradGM> Rating "Yessir."
[23:03] <BradGM> ((shit, I meant Aye sir))
[23:03] <BradGM> ((3rd rate rating right there!))
[23:03] * Jon_Wake heads to Briefing Room #4 once the call went out
[23:04] * Lyra_ does as well
[23:04] <Grendel> ((remove 12 then, Jon heh))
[23:05] * Grendel proceeds to the briefing room, haivng attempted to wake all.
[23:06] <BradGM> !dhroll 54
[23:06] <DiceServitor> BradGM: 1 Success by 5 degrees!
[23:08] <BradGM> Mira, Grendel wakes you up suddenly, on edge, only to get a stroke of pain form your wound.
[23:08] <BradGM> ((hourrah paranoia!))
[23:08] * Mira_Atella grunts but ignores him mostly, not being mad enough to refuse.
[23:11] <BradGM> ((going then?))
[23:12] <Mira_Atella> (( might as well, she's over half better heh ))
[23:12] * Mira_Atella is a bit slower to collect herself, but is only a few moments behind the others.
[23:12] * Grendel does a quick work on Mira's wounds then?
[23:13] <Mira_Atella> (( Yeah that happened heh ))
[23:14] <Grendel> ((2 wounds healed then...))
[23:14] * Grendel THEN goes to the briefing room.
[23:14] <BradGM> ((back; sorry had to close my cracked windows; winding like crqazy here, and cold as hell, to help things out))
[23:16] <Mira_Atella> (( Hmm.. went out to get the mail earlier. I had shorts on :P ))
[23:16] <BradGM> The Briefing room is your typical military style briefing room with holo table with attached servitor. There are no chairs, practicality over comfort. Captain Carrit is there, alongside Eutor, Mordicus, and the blindfolded, cloaked man.
[23:17] <BradGM> ((it's -30 Celcius here.))
[23:17] <BradGM> ((with wind))
[23:18] <BradGM> Garrit "Ah, good for you to be present...Feeling better I hope, miss?"
[23:18] * Grendel finds a spot and stands still, watching the room and the people.
[23:22] <BradGM> Garrit "Eutor have charted a course within the warp to, Emperor willing, reach von Gould and confront him."
[23:23] <Grendel> "How long will it take?"
[23:23] <Mira_Atella> (( I think maybe I've been in weather that cold once.. but we were skiing, so.. ))
[23:23] * Mira_Atella gives a nod.
[23:23] <Mira_Atella> (( But in celcius it was 26 here today. Just a bit warmer ;) ))
[23:24] <BradGM> Eutor "I estimate the warp travel to 3 months, with of course, returns to real-space for fine tuning."
[23:26] <BradGM> Garrit "Of course, this is from Footfall; Our stores are at the halfway point, and we need to restock in food and water."
[23:26] <Mira_Atella> (( *kicks IRC* WORK ))
[23:28] <Grendel> "How long will this take?"
[23:29] <BradGM> Garrit "about 3 months to return, then a couple of weeks, then we can depart back again."
[23:31] <Grendel> "This is required?"
[23:32] <BradGM> Garrit grins "Only if you wish the crew to keep living, and not fall into canibalisms and madness and mutiny."
[23:34] * Grendel roughly calculates the requirements if all of the crew was made into servitors..
[23:34] <Mira_Atella> "Don't give him ideas." She smiles to Garrit.
[23:35] <BradGM> Not with the limited ressoruces and manufacturing/medicae capabilities.
[23:36] <BradGM> Garrit "An unfortunate reality, but one we must live with; now we can at least count on the fact that von Gould must also resupply, except if he has a safe port a few lgiht years away, he will be forced to restock as well
[23:37] <Grendel> "It seems inevitable. The ship does not have the capabilities to turn the crew into servitors."
[23:38] <BradGM> Mordicus and the blind man exchanged an acomplistic glance from behind Eutor and Garrit at Grendel's affirmation. Gallus simply parlour laughs "How droll!"
[23:39] <Lyra_> "Yes, Grendel loves to tell jokes."
[23:39] <Mira_Atella> (( Garrit is a shape-shifter! hehe ))
[23:40] <BradGM> Mordicus "Yes. How funny."
[23:40] <BradGM> Mordicus "If there is anything else Captain, we ought to return to our duties."
[23:42] <BradGM> Garrit "Hm? Ah yes..if you have nothing to add, we can close this briefing?"
[23:43] <BradGM> He raises an eyebrow looking at each one fo you
[23:44] <Mira_Atella> "Nothing from me."
[23:44] * Grendel shakes his head.
[23:44] <Jon_Wake> "I have noithing to add to the discussion, but if there's any way I can help I can do so"
[23:45] <Lyra_> "I'm fine, thank you."
[23:45] <BradGM> Garrit "Very well then, this briefing is at a close. If you wish to help with the operations, Mordicus can arrange something."
[23:46] <BradGM> Garrit simply nods and walks out, flanked by Eutor and the blindfolded man. Mordicus sends you a vox frequency on your slate "I have other duties for now, but call my in an hour, if you're still intrested to help.."
[23:47] <BradGM> ((and ok if we stop it ehre guys?..just write down your final tohughts))
[23:47] <Lyra_> ((I'm good))
[23:47] <Mira_Atella> (( set here ))
[23:49] <Jon_Wake> ((I'm good))
[23:49] <Grendel> ((sounds good))
[23:49] <BradGM> +++++++Terminate Transmission+++++++