[Game] Rogue Trader: Heroes of the Imperium

William swaggers over to Dorian, clapping him on the shoulder.
"We'll be staying here for the night, Dorian. Contact the crew and tell them to prepare for a short trip to the planet Gallant. We've been offered a very easy chance at some riches old friend."
 
focus on what really mattered: what to loot first if when the Xenos invade/The Deathworld Monsters get loose/some dumbass tries some cult shit and summons some horrible rape squid thing/the Imperium shows up to shoot up the rape squid thing/The Imperium just blows up the planet because someone pressed the wrong button.

Darrel lacks the Evaluate skill.

All of the "valuables" in the room look like a bunch of naff bullshit. Some of them are xenos artifacts but nothing Orky. Stupid. It's all the kinds of things that are useless and ugly but expensive because they only ever bothered to make one of them. Back in the good old days you wouldn't even have bothered to loot any of this stuff, it was never worth the hassle. You could probably find a buyer for this kind of thing now that you were a fancy lord on a voidship.

People seem to avoid Darrel, as though in a silent conspiracy to pretend he wasn't there. The drink, at least, is very good. It's incredibly strong and there's a little something more in it than just alcohol. A few more of these and maybe this party won't be so horrible after all. Everyone is still armed and the night is young.
 
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Dorian acknowledges his master's command and contacts the officer in charge of the ship to prepare for a planetary voyage and to have a shuttle and honor guard of arms men on stand by to pick them up.

Dorian walks up to the drunk and hopefully impressionable mercenary captain. "The great Kantor Gone as I live and breath! The most famous Mercenary to terrify the Expanse sitting in the lap of a push over like Trask. I would have expected you to have taken his ship and started your own mercenary company by now. But I'm sure your time in prison has instilled a sense of loyalty in you. Its a shame a man of your means with a ship like his would be a powerful combination."
Did I get any of his service or prison details I could use to build a familiar disguise to talk to him as?



 
Dorian walks up to the drunk and hopefully impressionable mercenary captain. "The great Kantor Gone as I live and breath! The most famous Mercenary to terrify the Expanse sitting in the lap of a push over like Trask. I would have expected you to have taken his ship and started your own mercenary company by now. But I'm sure your time in prison has instilled a sense of loyalty in you. Its a shame a man of your means with a ship like his would be a powerful combination."

"Ha. You're about right about that. I could kill the Lord-Captain and make.. take over of the ship if'n I got to the mind to do it so."

He's drunken than you thought.

"I'm am too loyal. It's my curse yes it is. I could just kill every damn man damn one of them. I'm the man the great Kantor Gone is me!"

Did I get any of his service or prison details I could use to build a familiar disguise to talk to him as?

You know more about Kantor by reputation than his men. He's a mercenary famous for being completely insane, destructive but effective. He'd probably buy that you were a fellow merc. You might have fought with him in the Battle of Footfall without him having remembered you, when a bunch of Orks in the underbelly of Footfall got riled up and attacked the station. Kantor killed most of the Orks, about half as many humans, and depressurized a large section of the station.
 
"Oh this whipped dog can't possibly be the man I served with at Football could it? Now that was a man of initiative, action, heroics not a man to grow fat and content on the scraps of a worthless master. Hell I would put up serious coin that you could take that ship, the crew, and get your own warrant. I would love to see the great Kantor Gone as Rogue Trader extraordinaire. Ah well I guess we all get old and our legends fade away eventually." Dorian begins to walk away to find some other loose threads to tug.
 
"Oh this whipped dog can't possibly be the man I served with at Football could it? Now that was a man of initiative, action, heroics not a man to grow fat and content on the scraps of a worthless master. Hell I would put up serious coin that you could take that ship, the crew, and get your own warrant. I would love to see the great Kantor Gone as Rogue Trader extraordinaire. Ah well I guess we all get old and our legends fade away eventually." Dorian begins to walk away to find some other loose threads to tug.

Haha, that's another Deceive test to convince Kantor to attempt a mutiny. +10 because he's drunk, +10 from you knowing about his past, -20 because it will probably get him killed. So roll Fellowship +20.


Meanwhile, a girl about his own age dressed in the elegant-but-practical manner of a Rogue Trader approaches William.

"Igraine Armengarde," she says "I understand you're William Dampier? I'm so pleased to have met you."
 
"Igraine Armengarde," she says "I understand you're William Dampier? I'm so pleased to have met you."
William takes a small bow.

"My lady, even behind that mask I can tell the tales of your beauty are true. Would you care to dance?"
Rolled 36 for a charm test.
 
Haha, that's another Deceive test to convince Kantor to attempt a mutiny. +10 because he's drunk, +10 from you knowing about his past, -20 because it will probably get him killed. So roll Fellowship +20.
Roll Result: 98.
 
"My lady, even behind that mask I can tell the tales of your beauty are true.

She laughs.

"You shameless flatterer, you haven't heard tale of me. If you even know who I am it is as my mother's daughter."

She's not lying. Actually you had gotten the impression that Aoife's daughter was much younger, people always talked about how young she was, but she looks about your age and you're indisputably a man grown.

Would you care to dance?"

"I'd be delighted," she says.

There's a dance floor further towards the center of the room, occupied only by a few scattered faces not important enough for your to recognize immediately. A very expensive but depressingly orthodox band plays that same song that every orthodox band plays at every dance ever. The title is something about the Emperor and Glory. You forget.

Igraine allows you to lead her by the hand and onto the dance floor, where you begin one of the repetitive and minimalistic close-dances of the aristocracy.

"I saw you speaking with Calligos Winterscale earlier," says Igraine "Are you close friends?"

Roll Result: 98.

"Whipped dog? WHIPPED DOG?"

Kantor stumbles to his feet.

"You can't talk at me like I'm not a hero I am! I'll the man who shows you!"

He fumbles for his weapon, and has started to attract attention. Darrel, in particular, notices right away. This could be it. The moment an actual party emerges from this funeral dirge.
 
Darrel turns towards Kantor, reaches for his rifle, and prepares to draw and fire it.
Come on you dumb son of a snotling, fire first. If he fires first, I kin start getting shooty and kin chalk it up to self defense. This'll be fun.
 
"Whipped dog? WHIPPED DOG?"

Kantor stumbles to his feet.

"You can't talk at me like I'm not a hero I am! I'll the man who shows you!"

He fumbles for his weapon, and has started to attract attention. Darrel, in particular, notices right away. This could be it. The moment an actual party emerges from this funeral dirge.
Dorian knowing Darrel has his back decides to pursue the issue some more. He tries to placate him. "Yes! Now this is the real Kantor, full of piss and vinegar. It does and old soldier like me proud to be in your presence again. Truly a man I'd follow to the Eye and back. Come on you ole bastard, surely you can withstand the barbs of an old comrade."
 
There's a dance floor further towards the center of the room, occupied only by a few scattered faces not important enough for your to recognize immediately. A very expensive but depressingly orthodox band plays that same song that every orthodox band plays at every dance ever. The title is something about the Emperor and Glory. You forget.

Igraine allows you to lead her by the hand and onto the dance floor, where you begin one of the repetitive and minimalistic close-dances of the aristocracy.

"I saw you speaking with Calligos Winterscale earlier," says Igraine "Are you close friends?
"Close friends? Hardly, I only just met him tonight. Lord Winterscale was aquatinted with my late cousin and wished to offer me his condolences."
 
"Close friends? Hardly, I only just met him tonight. Lord Winterscale was aquatinted with my late cousin and wished to offer me his condolences."

Igraine follows your lead as the two of you spin around the dance floor.

"That's a good answer," she says "Because the other great houses are going to make a move against House Winterscale tonight. Calligos is going to be replaced by Percival, and we're going to carve up Winterscale's realm between us. You're going to have to decide very quickly where your loyalties lie. It would be a shame for us to become enemies, we only just met."

Darrel turns towards Kantor, reaches for his rifle, and prepares to draw and fire it.
Come on you dumb son of a snotling, fire first. If he fires first, I kin start getting shooty and kin chalk it up to self defense. This'll be fun.

Dorian knowing Darrel has his back decides to pursue the issue some more. He tries to placate him. "Yes! Now this is the real Kantor, full of piss and vinegar. It does and old soldier like me proud to be in your presence again. Truly a man I'd follow to the Eye and back. Come on you ole bastard, surely you can withstand the barbs of an old comrade."

"Comrade!" he bellows, as he finally finds his weapon and brings it to bear "Yes! Old comrade man, show me where me, where is the man who insulted my dog? I will murder him to death!"

Before people were looking over in your direction and whispering or giggling. Now a semi-circle of people is forming, all eager to see the violence brewing. Trask joins the crowd as well. Anything you say at this point he's going to hear.

Roll 1d10 + Agility Bonus (your Agility tens place) for initiative. You'll need to beat this guy if you want to talk him down before he opens fire on whoever he decides insulting his dog.
 
Igraine follows your lead as the two of you spin around the dance floor.

"That's a good answer," she says "Because the other great houses are going to make a move against House Winterscale tonight. Calligos is going to be replaced by Percival, and we're going to carve up Winterscale's realm between us. You're going to have to decide very quickly where your loyalties lie. It would be a shame for us to become enemies, we only just met."





"Comrade!" he bellows, as he finally finds his weapon and brings it to bear "Yes! Old comrade man, show me where me, where is the man who insulted my dog? I will murder him to death!"

Before people were looking over in your direction and whispering or giggling. Now a semi-circle of people is forming, all eager to see the violence brewing. Trask joins the crowd as well. Anything you say at this point he's going to hear.

Roll 1d10 + Agility Bonus (your Agility tens place) for initiative. You'll need to beat this guy if you want to talk him down before he opens fire on whoever he decides insulting his dog.
So, I rolled a 9, and my Agility bonus would be 3, right? (Agility of 33).
 
roll result 10 + 4 = 14
I must admit I am curious to see who he shoots. Although that might be too responsible or helpful.
 
Dorian address him "It seems you have had too much to drink, Kantor. Surely you can't do Master Trask any good in your state. Come now, it might be time to retire for the evening."
 
Dorian address him "It seems you have had too much to drink, Kantor. Surely you can't do Master Trask any good in your state. Come now, it might be time to retire for the evening."

Untrained Command test 65

"NO!" screams Kantor "The honor of my dog will be not be not unavenged! Trask is the whip whose dog has no honor!"

He looks like he's getting ready to attack, but this is the moment Darrel has been praying all night for and he is able to act first.
 
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