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Samantha walked through the grimy, raucous streets of the Imperial planet. The massive towers and spires soared above her, belching black clouds into the sky. Reaching the worn, dirty steps of the ancient monastery, thought to be a cult headquarters, The Inquisitor hefted her pistol and pushed the heavy doors open. The rusted hinges complained, but yielded, and Samantha enter the oppressive dark, dank interior of the monastery. At first, she could neither see, nor hear anything. Then, as her eyes adjusted, she looked slightly upwards, and noticed a pair of dull crimson pinpricks in the dark.
"Ah, Inquisitor. Welcome. Welcome to the church of the glorious corpse god you so fervently worship. Welcome to the final place you shall rest. Welcome to the end."
Initiative roll vs. Samantha Valerio (1d20=2)
Valerio sensed evil from this man. The statement made this all the more apparent. She pryed the mind of the monk, to see where this man had been. Foulness reached back into her mind, clawing and nagging. She leapt back.
Foul man! The taint of Chaos is all over you. I will give you back to you're masters.
Initiative roll vs. Tzenco (1d20=16)
Valerio ran towards the nearest pylon of the cursed temple. She knew that this foul servant of Chaos would be swift to attack, and likely be gifted by his patron gods. She leapt from her hiding place and fired her pistols. Breathing flame and speaking words of wrath, the bolts raced towards their target.
Attack Turn 1 vs. Tzenco (1d20=3, 1d20=
Grinning maniacally under the tight bandanna he used as a sort of turban, Oryn leaped from the rafter he had been sitting on, a pair of large, night-black wings unfolding and sending him screaming towards Samantha, a second pair of arms, these ending in wicked claws, unfolded from under his wings, lashing out to tear at the Inquisitor.
Attack roll vs. Samantha Valerio, turn 1 (1d20=5, 1d20=12)
Valerio managed to duck under the now fully revealed monstrosity that was Tzenco. She dropped her empty magazines. This fight had to end quickly. She loaded her pistols with inferno bolts and fired. She followed through with a blast of psychic fire.
Attack Turn 2 vs. Tzenco (1d20=5, 1d20=4)
(Bugger, this doesn't bode well for me.)
Cackling evilly, Oryn pulled up, soaring towards the roof of the church, avoiding both bullets and fire. Turning in mid-flight, small throwing knives covered in a glistening poison appeared in each of his four hands, and the beast fluing them down at his foe.
Attack roll vs. Samantha Valerio, turn 2 (1d20=8, 1d20=1)
(OOC: Ooh... critical miss...)
Each of the tainted blades managed to miss or glance off of Valerio's armour. She blessed the Emperor for her luck. She fired her bolt pistols again, giving herself cover to prepare.
Foul Heretic!! May you be banished back to whence you came!!!!
She concentrated her will into a single point, focused on the foul warp spawn. Move a molecule here, an atom here, all in quick succession.
The air exploded around Tzenco.
Attack Turn 2 vs. Tzenco (1d20=15, 1d20=20)
Singed and Dazed, Oryn struggled to remain airborne, landing clumsily on a rafter. Growling, the beast tossed grenade down at Samantha before taking flight one more.
Attack roll vs. Samantha Valerio, Turn 3 (1d20=9, 1d20=5)
Valerio easily dodged the poorly thrown grenade. The beast seemed to be having difficulty remaining upright.
Well, beast, it seems that you cannot withstand the might that is the Emperor's Inquisition. I will make this as quick as possible.
She fired her bolt pistol at the rafter that Tzenco was resting on. The powerful force of the weapon easily destroyed the wooden rafter, and Tzenco tumbled to the ground.
Valerio drew her power sword, and lurched to where the beast would fall. She would strike before he could recompose himself.
Attack Turn 3 vs. Tzenco (1d20=1, 1d20=19)
(OOC: It's actually turn 4, you posted 2 turn two attack rolls.)
Falling through the air, splinters and debris raining down around him, Oryn prepared for the landing, trying to get upright and get his feet below him. He managed it in time, but the impact was sitll jarring, and the inquisitor was rushing in. Rising unsteadily to his feet, the assassindrew his power sword and readied his claws.
Attack roll vs. Samantha Valerio, turn 4 (1d20=6, 1d20=6)
(OOC: Why do the dice gods hate me so!? This looks grim!)
Tzenco struggled to right himself, but to no avail. Valerio wheeled around his drawn power sword and slashed his back. Black ichor sprayed all over Valerio.
What heresy is this?? This muck, it burns!
The acidic fluid started to melt through her coat and eat into her amrour. She tried to wipe it free. However, the ichor ate through her gloves.
Only one way to remove this. Bless the Emperor for my ceramite armour.
The Cathedral exploded in a whirl of psychic fire.
Attack Turn 5 vs. Tzenco (1d20=2, 1d20=9)
(Meh, my luck isn't much better...)