Wait! It's dangerous out there, take two!

"That's it bitch! Your toll is now your life and I'm putting your head on my wall!" She yells and is quickly followed up on by a shot from her bolt pistol heading straight for your head. All of the men raise their weapon at once and begin firing into the ranks of the necrons.

(Roll initiatives for your groups people)

The big blue alien asks, "how many people are in our group?"

[I did a while ago, and the potential intimidate check]

The ork commando looks up at you after your bellowing war cry and sees your hulking form and just about shits himself. Instead of charging you for a brawl he simply picks his knife back up and says "Uhm, I just'd remember I gots a be somewhere."


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[need Aten to roll initiative for his necrons. you guys brought fifty necron warriors]

Dubshredda is dismayed that his foe backed down from the challenge. Before another, braver, contestant steps forward Dubshredda calls out the kommando "'EY GREENSKIN, IF YOU DON'T WANNA BE A KOWARD WHY DON'T YA LEARN SUMTHIN FROM ME?"

The kommando turns around and says while twirling his knife in the air "If you proves yaself green enough Ilz follows ya." He catches the knife with it pointing towards the ground before his other hand reveals a hat in his hand... YOUR HAT IN HIS HAND!!!

"Catchz me and Ilz gives ya your hat backs and follow ya" and he sprints off.

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The woman (seeing or not seeing her bullet hit Baravyn, we don't know yet) begins sprinting behind her men with the scribe in tow. You see her put her wrist on the hand holding the bolt pistol and hear her say

"This is Borges. Anyone who brings me a prissy Eldar from the Tanorum gets free booze for six months. Any captain who blows their ship off the face of existence if they try and escape gets enough money to buy a frigate!"

Dubshredda BOLTS after the sneaky kunnin little snotling of an ork and kicks his big choppa towards the door to save himself the time of picking it up. "YOU LITTLE SNEAKIN THIEF! I'MA BEAT YA INTA UH PUDDLE UH GREEN!". He exists the bar screaming wildly at the wretch who took his hat.

Aten sighs, but not facetiously. He is actually troubled by the orders he is about to give. "You hasty humans must learn that actions have consequences. For insults to the Nefru Dynasty and unprovoked violence against an innocent, I, Aten, Prime Lord of the Nefru Dynasty, sentence you to death." He fires two quick shots against the cowardly and unnecessarily angry woman.

Baravyn nimbly dodges the bolt pistol shot and joins Aten in 'disciplining' the very foolish and very angry woman. He then shouts at her, "are you going to run after firing the first shot and boasting so much? Come back and face us if you wish to do battle!"

Dubshredda, you burst through the crowd with many of your boyz clamoring behind you trying to keep up. As you emerge from the bar you see the crowd of people has increased significantly as hundreds of humans, orks, and a couple of other alien species are running in hordes towards the direction you came from originally. You don't care one bit, cause someone stole your hat, and you peer around and spot the kommando running against the swarm of people. Amazingly, he appears to be making significant headway.

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As aten fires off a volley of gauss fire you see your shots passing right through the enemy line and heading right for the womans torso. Unbelievably, the woman manages to jump to the side and out of the path of both shots which subsequently kill a man in front of her. She looks back as she continues to move and shouts

"I'm no fool ass hole! I've got this entire station coming for you and your prissy masters! I'll see you when your nothing but a cold corpse!"

Her men close in around her and you lose sight but not before a flurry of shots rip into your warriors and badly damage a number of them.

"May the C'tan have mercy upon your souls." Aten gives the order to fire. His men blast forth with their gauss flayers, leaving battered smoking corpses. He moves forward into the carnage, hunting for the body of the insolent woman.

"ALL YOU 'UMIES GET OUTTA DA WAY. I'M CHARGIN THRU AT DAT KOMMANDO!" roars Dubshredda. As the command reverberates through the air the crowd makes way for the charging Kaptin. He continues chasing down the wily kommando.

As the chase continues, you manage to make some headway towards him with the crowd out of the way, the Kommando reaches the other end of the large hallway that loops around and begins to climb the scaffolding. He moves up it with expert speed past several groups of drunks sitting on them admiring the large number of people moving through. He takes a moment to flip the bird at you

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As the "pacifist" necron moves through the fresh kills he takes notice of a couple of survivors amongst the large pool of blood now covering the inside of the landing bay. He sees no sign of the women or the savant and looks with dismay at the damage many of his necrons have taken. Now that it is quietish you can hear a growing sound coming from the direction leading into the station

Aten is truly saddened by the unnecessary death. However, he feels his actions were justified. His first shots were simply him delivering justice, and the full assault was ordered in self defense. He then sends a vox message to Firsa and Dubshredda:

"Be aware that we have reached some unexpected resistance. We were attacked by unprovoked 'toll collectors.' We handled their men, but the two leaders escaped and have put out a kidnapping order on Captain Firsa. Now may be a good time to return to the ship so we can discuss our options. Captain Firsa, what is your location? My men and I are securing the entry passage to our docking port as we speak."

Aten then orders his men (all 500 of them) to begin setting up defenses in the nearby passageways, making sure to isolate the Tanurom and keep any strangers out.

On thick and calloused green feet the Kaptin storms onwards. Where the Kommando employs agility and expertise to climb the scaffolding the Kaptin uses overwhelming strength and fortitude to hoist himself upward like a green King-Kong. Without pause Dubshredda stares upwards at the Kommando and yells out in rage: "Kommando! did ya ferget anythin down 'ere?"

Satisfied that his men are working well, Aten turns his attention to the few remaining survivors.

"Baravyn, help me here! These men are wounded. We must bandage their wounds and give them succor. Letting them die helps no one."

He works quickly to try and save lives, but unfortunately lacks any medical training.

"Erm, oh waits I did!" he says and pulls out a grenade pin from his jacket. It's only then that you realize that there is a grenade sitting right in front of your face. The ensuing explosion barely scratches you but it does destroy a good portion of the scaffolding preventing your boyz from following you up any further. The Kommando continues to climb and you spot him heading for a grating into the next floor of the station.

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As you send word your men all come in in full force and setup a defensive line across the landing pads. Unfortunately there is a lack of cover to be had due to the sparsity of the Eldar ship. It is by this time that you see the enormous crowd of armed individuals approaching your position in the landing bay. The large crowd is composed of several different races and they far outnumber you and you can hear many more past where you can see.

Baravyn, as you behold the crowd approaching you you get a message from the ship.

"Attention all crew members, several craft are in close proximity to the ship. Assault craft making way for the ship are detected."

"Baravyn, we must let the humans die. If they are strong enough, they shall survive. Send out the fighters. We need them to run interception and keep anyone from landing assault ships on our hull."

Aten then turns his attention to the approaching crowd. He shouts out the following message in several languages, namely, Low Gothic, Eldar, Tau, and Ork.

"Crowd, you must disperse. If you continue advancing, you shall reap the consequences of your actions. Send forth a representative if you wish to discuss terms, but do not enter the Tanurom if you value your lives."

Aten orders his men to fire off a warning volley, blasting the ceiling of the port, NOT the ceiling of the Tanurom.

Stealing the Kaptin's hat is an unforgivable offense but a passion for explosions and kunnin use of them appeals to Dubshredda in it's own way. Dubshredda pulls himself up and over the ledge to continue his chase. He wipes off pieces of shrapnel his face and chest while calling out to the Kommando yet again: "Ya gotta prufessun fer bombz and boomz ah? Afta I give yaz a beatin we gonna 'ave auselvez a blast wit me demolituns. But fer now ... 'ave un of dese!" Dubshredda lobs one his "trusty" gretchins in an arc towards the kommando.

Agreeing with Aten, Baravyn contacts the pilots aboard the Tanorum, "prevent the assault ships from engaging with the ship, but avoid unnecessary risks. We aren't trying to destroy them yet, just preventing them from coming too close to us."

The gretchin goes sailing up with a scream of terror. You manage to land the gretchin right on the Kommando who takes a moment to knock it off and send it plummeting down a ways into the crowd. As you continue throwing gretchins the Kommando shouts down at you "Boomz is my specialitiez. A good boom squig is the best kind in my opinion." As he says this he reaches the grating and begins prying it loseto access the second floor.

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To the order of the sending fighters out Baravyn gets the reply from one of the pilots "Commander Zuensyr here. I'm raring to get back into the action. The vessels nearby are easily capable of opening up on us with flak turrets but if you think it best we head out say the word Seer."

As this report comes an answer to your shouting at the crowd comes in the form of bullets. The crowd begins to surge forward towards your positions with an in unison "charge!"

This is it. This is the moment. Dubshredda readies his choppa and pushes his thick ork body forward with his maw wide open and roaring: "WAAAGH!!!!!!!"

"May the C'tan have mercy on your souls," Aten intones once more. "All men, fire at will." His form stands still, as if carved from granite, the only movement his finger on the trigger as he fires again and again and again into the crowd. His still form belies the torrent in his mind, as he tries to quell the memories of the War in Heaven. He remembers the screams of agony ringing out. For once Aten is thankful for his necrodermis form; it prevents him from feeling physical symptoms of disgust and nausea in situations such as these.

"Commander Zuensyr I am unfamiliar with space combat, what do you recommend?"

"BARAVYN, GET ANY OTHER ORKS ON BOARD DOWN HERE. NOW!"

"We're the finest pilots in the galaxy Seer. We may lose a few but we'll take many more with us!" he replies you can hear several boots against wraithbone floor running

All the necrons begin openin fire with precise coordination. dozens begins dying but dozens more take their place.

[roll initiatives for this combat]

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The kommando takes a moment to see you surging up behind him and he says "Youz really wants this hats dontsa? Finez zen! Haves at ze!" with the final word he flips his feet up onto the ceiling and leaps straight at you shouting "WAAAAAGH!!!" His knife is brandished in his one hand and the hat in the other.

[you may attempt to dodge or take it like a Ork. Your choice]

"Commander Zeunsyr if you think it's worth the risk then take it, I'm about to be really busy so do what you think is best and contact me if the situation changes, good luck." After closing the vox signal Baravyn rushes into the ship looking to gather up all the remaining orks.

Dubshredda does not shirk away from the dagger's edge. "I'M TAKIN IT ALL!!!!!!!!". The Kaptin stops dragging his crude mancleaver and prepares to swing wide and brutal at his enemy and greenskin comrade.

The Kommando proves a little too fast with his unprecedented aerial assault and he manages to close in for the attack before Dubshreda can bring his choppa around for a swing. he manages to cut in with his flurry of blows but deals minor damage and crashes into the ground below landing on his feet. He looks up to you with a grin and puts the hat on his head "Youz too slow for dis one!"

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A furious series of blows are hammered between the sides as the crowd manages to deal out more damage than the necrons dish back. the crowd is surging up to the necron position threatening to tie them up and allow the majority of the crowd to rush into the ship. Quick thinking will be necessary to prevent the whole ship from being swarmed.

While Baravyn is looking for the remaining orks he tries to vox Firsa, "WAKE UP!!! It appears that we have a problem on our hands."

"Meanwhile, Firsa enjoying a peaceful rest in Tanurom's medical bay wakes up groggily to Baravyn's vox message. Talking with nearby crew, she gets a general idea of the present circumstances. Still drowsy, Firsa makes her way to the ship's comm station. In a sad, defeated voice, Firsa begins broadcasting a message as far and as wide as possible.

'Attention, this is the captain of Tanurom speaking. All those subservient to me, stand down. We surrender. We accept all charges. I'm willing to hand over my vessel to port authorities, but I'm currently bedridden, so you'll have to meet me on my ship. I have opened the hangar for all to enter, which is also where you will find me.'

Firsa ends the broadcast and lets out a tired sigh. Then she sends a personal vox to Zuensyr.

'I want as many soldiers as possible hiding in the nooks and crannies of the hangar with hallucinogen grenades at the ready. Have the pilots hide in our docked fighters, and make sure they don't take off. When I give the signal, fire at will.'"

Aten is lost in his memories. He sees the humans before him, but in his mind he is once more in the War in Heaven. He is lost in the memories of the Old Ones and their crafted races, the roar of gauss and las fire, and the smell of blood and oil.

Hearing Firsa's broadcast Baravyn abandons the search for orks and moves towards the com station. Baravyn burst into the room and confronts Firsa, "please tell me you aren't serious about surrendering, these people aren't going to settle for taking the ship and is as prisoners."

Coming from over the comms you hear Zuensyr "Captain are we standing down? The men are ready to take off and drive those shuttles away."

The crowd, unable to hear this message, looks about ready to charge as many begin to draw chain swords and other close combat weaponry. The Necron firing line has been weathering some fairly severe blows and has returned the favor into the crowd. The initial swarm looks to be faltering in their charge but a fresh wave is coming up right behind them ready to crash in like a fleshy tide wave.

[change to necron and ork morale. Instead of just not having to make tests they both get +15 morale to their units to represent better courage/whatever you want to call it]

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As the Ork Kommando brags the Captain Dubshredda leaps down of of the scaffolding with a roar and lands a large blow against the kommando. Unfortunately before more blows can be brought to bear a large wave of the crowd pushes between you two and for a moment you lose sight of the kommando. You'll have to try and perceive him amongst the crowd.

[we realized that neither of them could have physically attacked twice on the charge and all out attacked. So the second hit that killed the commando woudn't have happened. For the confusion, the kommando has been given a chance to gain the advantage]

"'Relax Baravyn, you're stressing me out. We've lost fair and square. Go wait in the hangar with the others and make sure their weapons are lowered so we can greet the new owners of Tanurom with dignity. See if you can get an audio visual feed set up from here to the hangar. I'm not strong enough to meet our guests in person still.'

It seems like Firsa has finished talking, but then she starts up again. 'Oh, and Baravyn, I hear daisies are coming in season on this planet, spread the word if you would be so kind.'


'Yes Zuenzyr,' she responds, 'retreat to the hangar and stand down. And be ready to close the door after our friends to keep the chill out.'"

"By your orders Captain" Zuesnyr answers and you hear the sounds of engine fire dying down. The necrons, unfortunately, are not under control of Firsa but the control of the currently blood fueled murderous robot that is Aten. He does not seem to be responding to the order.

Dubshredda seethes with rage and shoves into the crowd to vent his frustration. He thinks to himself "Now I gotta rezort to dis ... 'ere's ta 'opin...". He clears out his throat and prepares to yell out: "HEY KOMMANDO! IF YOU 'EAVE NOW YOU GET ME HAT, BUT IF YA STAY I'LL MAKE YOU UH BOOM THAT'LL BE DA ENVY UH ALL DA KOMMANDOS IN THE SYSTEM. YA GOT TILL DA KOUNT O' FIFTEEN." Dubshredda begins counting out loud.

As you reach the count of fifteen yo hear the familiar voice of the kommando shout from across the sea of people "I donts thinks that was the part of ze game, oh Captinz. Come and findz me later and I mayz just make you a bigger boomz than that!" the last you see of the kommando is his ducking through a crowd of people and up to the next floor up.

Not agreeing with Firsa's plan of action at all, Baravyn takes a moment to look into the future and asks, "what will happen if we follow Firsa's plan?" The big blue alien rolled and got a 14 which is 9 dos

You divine the future and see ancient races brought to kneel before the young humans. Truly a moment of great shame that would leave a stain on your collective prides forever

Dubshredda waits for his boyz to bring him his equipment. He dons his armor and weapons and gets to thinking of a new plan. "Boyz, lets get ta work. We gunna needz infamation." Dubshredda climbs the scaffolding and observes the layout of the station. He specifically looks for scrapyards or buildings that are big enough to warehouse repair metal for ships.

Does Baravyn's vision give any insight into what the young humans will do to them once they surrender?

Unfortunately Baravyn didn't put the time or psychic power to get a clear vision of such an event. Such divination a can take hours and even the clear vision for such things require much larger amount of psychic input. As you focus your mind as best you can the image comes fuzzy and estranged.

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You climb up the scaffolding and look out over the storm of people. The crowd is sending of screems of bloodlust and you can hear a heavy amount of fighting off a ways. But who the fuck cares about that? There's an Ork kommando who's got your hat! With your gear back on you put your hands to your eyes like binoculars and peer out. It doesn't actually make the magnification, but since you don't have binoculars you like to pretend sometimes. As you look our you spot three possible locations.

1.) in the direction the crowd is coming from you spot a large market place heaped together using scrap metal. You can see the shopkeepers making a killing off all the people buying weapons and such to get in on the action nearby.

2.) past the market you can see some dock workers carrying supplies off ships. Presumably the goods are being taken to warehouses further into the station.

3.) the third option you don't so much as see but read. There are signs along one of the paths that you can vaguely make sense of "Junkyard Arena"

Dubshredda contemplates his choices with internal and orkish monologue:

"Hurmm, ain't got no wealf uv teef ta trade fer boom bitz at da markkit. 'Ndddd kan't make uh big 'nuff bomb outta shtuff from da standz. I wanna do see dis arena but moar fightin waon't help catch dat FUCKIN 'AT THIEF."

He barks out orders to his boyz "We goin ta follow dem dok workerz! Lez go." and starts moving to the dock transporters.

His mind clouded by a haze of blood and gore, Aten catches a sudden glimpse of something surprising in the crowd. A small human child, somehow caught up in the mob, is crying with terror. The sight brings back memories of his homeworld, the rolling green hills and shimmering lakes before the War in Heaven breached their atmosphere. He recalls his own children, a young boy and girl, running up to his workshop and begging him for coins for a sweet. They died early, and memories of their broken bodies haunt him. He puts down his gun, and orders his men to drop theirs as well.

"Captain Firsa, I will follow your plan." He then calls out to the crowd, "We surrender!"

Your Necrons in unison oist their weapons to be pointing straight in the air. As the crowd continues charging they come within a couple meters of your lines. Before they crash into you in a wave of fury a loud (obviously enhanced) voice booms over the roar of the crowd

"HOLD YOU LILI-LIVERED BITCHES!"

You look up beyond the crowd and you see rising up on a crate the same "angry women" who you pissed off in the first place. She brings up a vox amplifier to her mouth and yells even though her voice is being amplified.

"YOU WANT TO SURRENDER?! HERE'S THE TERMS! EVERY ELDAR COMES WITH ME UNDER CUSTODY, ESPECIALLY THE PARTICULARLY PRISSY ONE! MY MEN WILL SEARCH YOUR SHIP AND TAKE MY TOLL WHICH IS NOW TRIPLE THE ALREADY STATED AMOUNT! REFUSE AND YOU DIE!"

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The Orks march through the crowd and many of the individuals make rude remarks as you move through them. You reach the area where the dock workers are moving and see that they are moving down a large spiraling path that extends (as you deduce) the entire length of the station. You have the choice of going up or down the station. You remember hearing that the big boss of the station is "up" and that the station becomes wider as you go "down". As far as you can tell most supplies are going down

Dubshredda goes down. He has less interest in the 'umies and more interest in making a fantastic bomb.

"We will pay your toll, my lady. Please, call back your mob. Give us a few moments to gather our crew, and I shall bring the Captain down to speak with you personally."

"THESE PEOPLE WILL STAY WHERE THEY ARE METAL PIECE OF SHIT!!! YOU HAVE FIVE MINUTES TO BRING THEM ALL OUT HERE BEFORE MY MEN SEARCH YOUR SHIP! IF THEY FIND ONE PRISSY FUCKING BITCH OF AN ELDAR, YOU'RE ALL DEAD!!!" she yells over to your positions. You can see the crowd meters from you ready to run forward at any moment.

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You move down the station with your boyz. As you go down and down into the depths of the station you eventually emerge at the area where the majority of goods are being unloaded. In the bowels you find enormous warehouses with servitors taking the goods from the dock workers and stowing them away in the poorly lit warehouses. There are eight of these enormous warehouses in total down here with untold amounts of wealth. Unfortunately you also spot a large number of guards with the same uniforms as those you walked past going into the station. Strange it's almost like... WAIT A SHINY THING!

"WATZ DA SHINY 'TING!" thinks Dubshredda.