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Darkness, to Ninety-Nine the absence of light mattered little to her, not when she could see fine regardless of the environment. A lot of time has passed since she was ordered to wait in the Hunting Grounds. Ninety-Nine’s tail held on to a thick branch as she hung upside down. She wondered why the chaplain took so long when he was never late for training.
“Bah… I’m so bored.”
Then it struck.
From the shadows, deep within the artificial jungle, a whisper of a bolt rang ever so softly. The bolt hit her chest, knocking her off the balance. Ninety-Nine’s hips twisted and her feet aimed for the floor first. The wet mud squelched underneath Ninety-Nine’s weight. Her tail lifted up and her eyes opened wide.
Enemy, no… Battle-masters, that was a bolter.
The vox intercom throughout the jungle crackled before it spoke.
“Your new test, Ninety-Nine. You have faced xenos of various size and hunting methods, now it’s time to face the most dangerous killers, astartes. Your goal is to engage in a mock battle and win.”
Her experience against her battle-masters were limited, with few engagements against traitors and in sparring. In a mock engagement? Not once. Ninety-Nine head tilted to the left, then to the right, she did not hear the familiar weighty footsteps of the battle-master’s armors.
>Ninety-Nine slinked into the shadows, waiting [low sneak roll]
>Ninety-Nine sought out her opponents under the shadows [med sneak roll]
>Write-in
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Health: 70
Heartiness: 14
Exoskeleton Class: 18
Agility: 7/10, [+ 3]
Intelligence: 7/10 [+3]
Strength: 16/20 [+8]
Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]
Sneak: 6/10 [+ 3]
Face: 2/10 [+1]
Skills:
Exoskeleton Armor II
Natural Weapons II
Hive-Mind Takeover (Lvl 3),
Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I [0/3]
Heavy Melee Weapons Proficiency II [1/3]
Penance Token: 01
Trait:
His Loyal Servant
>Ninety Nine is now known in the sisterhood of the Adepta Sororitas, it may be one person but her fame may grow should she continue the correct path…
Hive-Mind Takeover (Lvl 3)
>Ninety-Nine is able to give simple orders to larger creatures such as attack, defend, or protect
>Ninety-Nine is able to possess a small tyranid unit for a limited amount of time and distance
>Ninety-NIne is able to control a higher tier tyranid enemies after damaging them
Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I [1/3]
>Whenever Ninety-Nine uses a heavy ranged weapon, she is able to add one (subject to be changed) for a roll that has the option to use her weapons along with the modifier of Strength and other modifiers involved.
Heavy Melee Weapon Proficiency II [1/3]
>Whenever Ninety-Nine uses a heavy melee weapon, she is able to add two more rolls for a check that has the option to use her weapons along with the modifier of Strength and other modifiers involved and add a +2 for that roll. During combat scenarios, you may roll two times for failures. This ability will be available in the next combat scenario.
Exoskeleton Armor II
>Any failures that result in damage will be halved if the enemy does not roll higher than Ninety-Nine’s Exoskeleton Class.
Natural Weapons II
>Unarmed damage and tail damage can now do damage with strength modifier with a +2 to roll.
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>>Ninety-Nine sought out her opponents under the shadows [med sneak roll]
We are fucking back lets fucking go
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>>6362710
>Ninety-Nine sought out her opponents under the shadows [med sneak roll]
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>>6362711
Wait, aren`t 99-th stats should be a lot better?
At the start of previous thread INT was 8, others were the as in this list.
And then Int was leveled to 10, Str to 17, Agi to 10, Sneak to 8.
Also,
>Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I [0/3]
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>Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I [1/3]
>Heavy Melee Weapon Proficiency II [1/3]
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>Heavy Melee Weapon Proficiency II [2/3]
>His Loyal Servant
should be
>His Loyal Servant II
>Ninety Nine is now known in the sisterhood of the Adepta Sororitas, among the Order of The Valorous Heart and within high ranking sisters as a abhuman agent of the Inquisition without the full detail.
and she also has
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Shells of Faith I
>Enemies quake when facing Ninety-Nine’s resilience and devotion to The Imperium, The Emperor and her comrades. When Ninety-Nine takes damage to shield her allies, the damage will take -5 modifier
>Field Medic I
>Ninety-Nine can now carry medic bags and can heal herself upward to 25 health and heal others give that she has her medic bag, tools, or some supplies
>Xenos Proficiency: T'au aka. Blueberry Paste
>Any tau against Ninety-Nine (depending on the tau skill and significance) has a certain negative modifier against them.
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>>6362923
Thanks for the correction anon
Health: 70
Heartiness: 14
Exoskeleton Class: 18
Agility: 10/20, [+ 5]
Intelligence: 10/20 [+5]
Strength: 16/20 [+8]
Senses: 6/10 [+ 3]
Sneak: 810 [+ 4]
Face: 2/10 [+1]
Skills:
Exoskeleton Armor II
Natural Weapons II
Hive-Mind Takeover (Lvl 3),
Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I [0/3]
Heavy Melee Weapons Proficiency II [1/3]
Penance Token: 00
Trait:
His Loyal Servant II
>Ninety Nine is now known in the sisterhood of the Adepta Sororitas, among the Order of The Valorous Heart and within high ranking sisters as a abhuman agent of the Inquisition without the full detail.
Shells of Faith I
>Enemies quake when facing Ninety-Nine’s resilience and devotion to The Imperium, The Emperor and her comrades. When Ninety-Nine takes damage to shield her allies, the damage will take -5 modifier
Field Medic I
>Ninety-Nine can now carry medic bags and can heal herself upward to 25 health and heal others give that she has her medic bag, tools, or some supplies
Skills:
Hive-Mind Takeover (Lvl 3)
>Ninety-Nine is able to give simple orders to larger creatures such as attack, defend, or protect
>Ninety-Nine is able to possess a small tyranid unit for a limited amount of time and distance
>Ninety-NIne is able to control a higher tier tyranid enemies after damaging them
Heavy Ranged Weapons Proficiency I [1/3]
>Whenever Ninety-Nine uses a heavy ranged weapon, she is able to add one (subject to be changed) for a roll that has the option to use her weapons along with the modifier of Strength and other modifiers involved.
Heavy Melee Weapon Proficiency II [2/3]
>Whenever Ninety-Nine uses a heavy melee weapon, she is able to add two more rolls for a check that has the option to use her weapons along with the modifier of Strength and other modifiers involved and add a +2 for that roll. During combat scenarios, you may roll two times for failures. This ability will be available in the next combat scenario.
Exoskeleton Armor II
>Any failures that result in damage will be halved if the enemy does not roll higher than Ninety-Nine’s Exoskeleton Class.
Natural Weapons II
>Unarmed damage and tail damage can now do damage with a strength modifier with a +2 to roll.
Xenos Proficiency: T'au aka. Blueberry Paste
>Any tau against Ninety-Nine (depending on the tau skill and significance) has a certain negative modifier against them.
Xenos Proficiency: Orks aka. Sneaky Git
>Any orks that 99 sneaks past, tries to intimidate, reasons with, or interact with non-combative manner such as investigation has +3 modifier
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>Ninety-Nine sought out her opponents under the shadows [med sneak roll]
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Difficulty: 10
Amount of rolls: 3
Dice: d20
Modifier: +4
Reason:
Success: +2 in sneak
Failure: Nine
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>>6362944
Also, now that our girl had her first Int "limit break", how intelligent is she, actually?
Average human intelligence without common sense/common-but-not-extremely-common knowledge but with battle knowledge instead? Still a bit "special", but can go far beyond it when she locks in? Another level entirely?
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>>6362953
Average human intelligence with some common sense taught by her Sister Catherine with knowledge that the average Imperium citizen would not know normally such as existence of Chaos and such. She's still a bit special but she has the capacity to grow, that is her greatest strength, the ability to grow.
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I propose to try and forge her into a comedic nerd (but not a Mechanicus kind of nerd). I, mean, Charisma (face) is already her dump stat.
History nerd, hellbent on fully understanding
the purpose and implications of "The Great Farmer Conspirasy" maybe? (Cause by now she must know - primarch-farmer is an EXTREMELY weird combination. As such, it MUST be for some special purpose).
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Ninety-Nine sought out her opponents under the shadows. Underneath the cold, uncaring shadows, Ninety-Nine found herself traversing more than seeking her opponents. Wherever they were, she was aware three days had passed. In the midst of their game of cat and mouse, an alarm blared all across the jungle. An alarm so rare, so frightening, she finally caught the stunned battle master.
“A kin-ork?”
The panopticon of the room displayed a gargantuan ship, metal bits protruded like jagged bits, they were Deathskulls, one that Ninety-Nine studied during her first few days in Watch Fortress Erioch. The Deathskulls were the ork clans that fought the tyranids for before her time, it was Hive-Father who unleashed her kins into the Ork Empire of Octarius which began a long war.
“Has Holy Terra been notified?” A battle master said.
“They have, all Deathwatch have been alerted as well as Ordo Xenos and the custodians.”
Red lights washed over the watch fortress. All personnel moved with haste, from the waddling servitors to the lieutenants of the holy Deathwatch. Weapons of all sizes loaded, prayers of every litanies echoed. All in the midst of it, Ninety-Nine stood still, staring at the panopticon with uncertainty and curiosity.
“I’ve never faced an ork or a kin-ork.” Ninety-Nine said.
“No one has faced a genestealer ork.” A battlemaster said.
“It was a theory, now we will see if the scholars are right.” A second astartes said.
Ninety-Nine continued to listen without much of a thought. Things needed to die and The Imperium was in peril. After the long lengthy discussion…
"How long until they arrive?"
"Three months."
>Ninety-Nine later became a part of the blockade team that would be the first bulwark against the ork-tyranid
>Ninety-Nine was assigned as a defender of the watch fortress, should the blockade fall...
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>Ninety-Nine later became a part of the blockade team that would be the first bulwark against the ork-tyranid
While I would love for her to spend more time at the fortress, she will be more useful in a more flexible capacity.
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Inside the escort vessel, Ninety- Nine saw the bulwark forming. Ships of various sizes formed a horseshoe shape, armed with heavy weapons clumsily welded on with haste. Guns larger than escort ships rose up, metal joints letting out an old howl. Tech priests patrolled through the ships as they spread incense, holy binaries rang far and wide, no halls were left unprotected, be it steel or blessings.
“Guns are primed and steady, the machine spirit is ready to serve.”
For the past few days, Ninety-Nine assisted —mostly heavy lifting— Herodotus, a techmarine from the Sons of Medusa chapter, not that their history or meaning of their chapter was known to Ninety-Nine.
“Carry the A56 to the atrium loading chamber.”
Ninety-Nine nodded. Her arms carried metal parts of strange shapes while her tail held a heavy metal box. The servitors and serfs parted way as Ninety-Nine stomped her way to the atrium loading chamber, a massive interior filled with cogitators and a giant cannon. The red bulb lit up and flashed with a harrowing scream.
“Foreign object detected in vent sector J12. Foreign object detected in vent sector J12.”
Several footsteps, serfs and battle-masters alike, stomped toward the J12. Ninety-Nine followed, arriving just in time to see the foreign object. At J12 vent, a green midget with triangle shaped ears with jagged, skinny fangs, and long forked tongue. Something felt… Strange, it smelled like a kin yet it did not.
“Purge the unclean!”
An astartes raised his bolter, Ninety-Nine…
>Tackled the green glob "Wait! We can study it first can't we?"
>Watched the green glob explode from the bolter's holy bolt
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[CORRECTION IT WAS THE GENESTEALERS THAT INFECTED THEM NOT THE TYRANID ACCORDING TO https://wh40k.lexicanum.com/wiki/Fidus_Kryptman#Kryptman.27s_Gamble SO PLEASE LOOK IT UP FOR FURTHER UNDERSTANDING]
Launched forward, her elongated arms and claws caught the green creature and pinned it to the wall. The astartes aimed except for the Herodotus, who raised his omnissiah ax to block the barrel. Ninety-Nine closed her eyes, her mind entered green creature’s consciousness, searching for the threads of the great Hive.
Tackled the green glob "Wait! We can study it first can't we?"
Ninety-Nine found the thinnest threads like a fragile web. Or so she thought. The green creature’s connection moved without a pattern, it hopped between the massive threads of splinter fleets and hordes. She grasped it once, but the thread popped away, again and again, a game of fetch played out.
“Grah!”
She hurled the green creature to the floor and pinned it with her foot.
“Stay. Still.” Ninety-Nine growled.
The creature squealed, but underneath Ninety-Nine’s Hive-Mind Takeover she gained control again. The thread, upon its capture, showed a massive ship and inside the inhabitants were… Odd to say. They were orks that retained their consciousness and individualism, but under severe pain, fighting to keep their mind free and in need of a solution.
“Huh…”
Except their solution was to “krump” the pain with bashing whatever they could find. Ninety-Nine saw through this green creature’s eyes, a “grot” by ork’s nomenclature. Deals were made, weapons were crafted, all to enact the biggest Wagh bigger than the Ghazghkull’s war party.
“What did you see, Ninety-Nine?”
“They’re still orks… But in pain.” Ninety-Nine said. “They are infected by the kin’s seed and they think—”
“That does not matter to us, how large are their forces?”
“Large. The bulwark will barely handle them, they gathered an army of mercenary orks and bought weapons, they intend to make the biggest wagh the orks has ever seen…”
“That’s all?” Herodotus said.
“I’ll check again!”
Ninety-Nine delved once more, finding a…
>The Wagh's champion...
>Detailed information of the Wagh's clans and capabilities
>Write-in (write what information you want to know)
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Through the Grot’s eyes and memories… A massive fleet formed. Outcasts, dissidents of Ghazkull, and ambitious orks gathered underneath a previous Wagh by the champion before the infection. Not only that groups split from major ork clans also joined to simply “hav a zoggin good time” also joined. Now that their pain reached an unbearable state, they all became ravenous on the verge of losing their sanity… If they truly had one.
“It’s massive… Fleets of fleets.” Ninety-Nine said. “I’ve never seen a fleet as big as this.”
“That’s because you have not seen enough.” Herodotus said. “We will double the defense and ask aid for nearby chapters. Emperor watch over us…”
Ninety-Nine was left alone, she found herself roaming the halls and helped by carrying heavy materials for the servitors. The next few weeks the bulwark grew into an improvised star fortress with other guardsmen regiments and chapters joining. The next few weeks consisted of rather simple days, she would either assist Herodotus or assist on her own, often ending the day with eating a meal on her own and sleeping in her new room. With much to do, boredom while present, did not gnaw at her patience.
“Bored…” Ninety-Nine said with a sigh.
Ninety-Nine leapt from her bed and headed to the cafeteria. Not the battle master’s since not all of them appreciated her presence and some even outright threatened to kill her should she act suspicious. So instead, she headed to the human side wrapped in her usual robes and light armor that covered her features, enough that the guardsmen only saw a very tall woman.
“Hey Sarge, what do you think all of this?”
“Doesn’t matter what I think of it, just think about your duty and prepare for the orks.”
“I never fought an ork before.”
“I did, but they’re not tough as the tyranids back on Roith… It’s been years now hasn’t it?”
A familiar smell. Ninety-Nine turned her gaze and followed the scent once more. Yes… A scent she knew, but riper, mature. From the look of his grizzled face and stubble, one might not be able to recognize the young man back on Roith. But Ninety-Nine knew.
>"Tobias!" Ninety-Nine leapt to the group of guradsmen sitting at a booth.
>"Tobias?" Ninety-Nine approached carefully
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