Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-14745711-20140202070935/@comment-28917471-20140207162325

OOC: Vey well... time for a boarding action!

IC: The Trader's Fleet kept fighting, even when they were outnumbered. As if the will to fight was the only source of protection that Silas' Fleet had against total annihilation. Silas, Shyen, and Admiral Edmund were discussing the situation inside the Trader's chamber.

Edmund: My Lord! We've lost 2 battlecruisers! If it will continue that way, then our entire Fleet will be destroied.

Silas saw the remains of his once two glorious Battlecruisers as they were drifting in the space.

Silas: Keep it down, Admiral! We don't want our men to panic do we?

Edmund: Yes, Sire... as you wish... What is your course of action?

Silas: Their ships are well armed, and heavily defended. We will have to destroy them from within, without a boarding action, we won't be able to reach Tyranus II in time... gather my Kill-squads and the other mercenaries... we're going in...

Shyen: Finally! Some action!

From the shadows came a mysterious figure. He was elegantly dressed, which meant that he was from the upper-class, he had a speciel badged, resembeling some Noble Dynasty. He overheared Silas' talk, and wanted to join in.

??????: My, my... this situation is hopeless... if only you could reach for  the heart of the beast, and tear it out, only then could you know Victory...

The figure has caught the attention of it's guests.

Edmund: Who are you?! How did you get in?! Guards!

The guards were about to get in and take the person out, but Silas have stopped them...

Silas: There's no need for that, Admiral, we'll handle our Guest. If you could just leave us for a minute...

The Admiral Saluted his Lord, he looked with his furious at the uninvited guest as he left the chamber. The guards left the room as well, and kept guarding it from outside.

Silas: I usually forbid all the strangers to enter my private chambers, but I'm interested to know how did you get in...

??????: It's not importent how I got in, Brave Trader, What's importent is that I can help you win this War...

Silas: Let's start with introduction...

??????: Where are my manners... I'm Argyle, one of your's sponsors, I come from Imperial Noble family by the name of Baracklid. You didn't think that all of your expeditions were paid off by your fortune only, did you? Ferguson and Harlen are those kind of heralds that you're ought to keep close to yourself...

Silas: Sponsor? I don't remember signing a contract with you...

Argyle: Oh but you did... you're Advisors did it for you, well... how should I say... you signed the contract while your mind where some place else...

Silas: I see... so why does a Noble like you would be interested in an armed conflict?

Argyle: My whole Dynasty was making War inside and outside of it's bounds. I'm no stranger to Warfare.

Shyen: And how can you help us exactly?

Argyle looked at Shyem. He then turned towards Silas.

Argyle: If you could get me close to the enemy Psyker, then I would be able to summon a Warp Rift that would consume half of the enemy Fleet... if not all of it...

Shyen: A Noble Psyker? That's strange...

Silas' suspicion became bigger as he discovered more details about the Stranger.

Argyle: I've my own secrets, but I asure you that I'm more then just a pretty clothes... I'm more than bones and Flesh... believe me... I can assist you...

Silas have crushed the table near him, and pointed towards Argyle.

Silas(shouting): Stop with the riddles! Who are you and what are you doing here?!

Suddenly Silas felt that his shoulders become heavier, like if someone have put a heavy weight on his back, Silas sat down on his bed. The noble's eyes iris turned red.

Argyle: You should control yourself, Brave Rogue Trader... your anger will lead you nowhere...

Shyen got her dagger out, as she was ready to stub the offender who used his psychic powers on her Master.

Silas: No! I'm ok... he maybe useful... ahh... my head...

Shyen have stopped, and put her dagger back to her jacket. She then whispered a message to t Argyle's ear.

Shyen: Your tricks won't work on me, Noble... if I'll even suspect that you're using your tricks on my Lord again, then you'll discover the meaning of being martyrized.

Argyle: Forgive me for my inconvenience, young Trader. But I promise you that I will reveal more about myself in a time...

Silas: What's your plan?

Argyle: I'll help you and your men to get aboard the Ship of the Sorcerer, from there we will have to find him on our own...

Shyen: It's a suicide mission!

Argyle: Better to die with a glorious death, than to live a pitiful life...

Argyle began to anger Shyen...

Silas: This maybe our only Chance...

Argyle: This is your only chance... I suggest you gather your men and meet me at the main-bridge, from there we will take off...

Argyle left the Chamber.

Shyen: I don't trust him.

Silas: Neither do I, but he is the only choose we got... call all our kill-squads, and get to the main-bridge, I will summon Zein and Jareled.

After a few minutes, all of them met at the bridge. Silas, Shyen, Zein, Jareled, Edmund, and Edmund were all there. They were surrounded by 5 kill-squads.

Argyle have opened a portal to the Sorcerer ship.

Argyle: Get in...

Shyen: Are you're really that foolish, or you don't know that we will be teared apart in the warp...

Argyle: You haven't noticed, haven't you?

The group saw as a warp-maid sphere was surrounding them...

Argyle: This barrier is similar to the Geller Field technology, it will protect you from the perils of the Immaterium.

Jareled: I'll go in first.

The brave Seargent from Tyranus II was ready to play with fate. He got in... after a few seconds he got back.

Jareled: The ghost is clear! We should move out before the watchers will get to the hall.

Silas, Shuen, Jareled, Zein and Argyle hav entered the portal, as they were escorted by 5 kill-squads.

They were now standing inside the ship of the Chaos Sorcerer.

Argyle: It was hard to breach the shield that the corrupted psyker have put around his ship, we should make haste, as I fear that the Sorcerer already knows that we are here...

Silas and his retinues have moved out...