Pasfael

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Pasfael was a war priest of the Emperors Creed and has accompanied Lord Inquisitor Gale for decades and is his longest-serving companion, teacher and friend. How he came to be in the service of the ordos is unclear as it’s not something he or Gale talk about, in fact they go to great lengths to change the subject if the topic arises with Pasfael soon leaving the room afterwards. The others in the group soon found it was and excellent way to kill the conversion and would never warn new comers about it hoping that one day the truth may slip out as it nearly did on one occasion with a drunk and enraged Pasfael shouting and swinging his flail at Gale and cursing his name. He wanted revenge for something but Gale psyker punched him out before he said too much.

Not afraid to get his hands dirty, he is a sharp shot and his censer flail is a weapon of righteous destruction. His time with various fighting forces of the Imperium and now the Inquisition, honing his skills well. The main reason though for his recruitment into Gales retinue is their shared history and also his ability to see paths to a result that would otherwise have passed many by and Gale holds his council in the highest esteem. His relationship with the rest of the group is that of teacher and spiritual counsel and many have turned to him in times of personal crisis. He spends a lot of time with the psyker Mercy as her past has marked her so violently and he is always concerned with her well-being, and that of the others, when she is let loose on the enemy. The destruction she can cause when she let’s go is a scary thing to behold and Pasfael and Gale, on such occasions, have had a hard time reaching her to calm her down. The other he helps, but with growing concern, is the penitent Sister Sofiel. He tries to reach and rekindle her faith but the actions lately of his Lord Gale have made that mission all the harder and her soul is still split. As time moves on and more atrocities are witnessed, instigated or stopped, Pasfael has begun to wonder if his soul has split to.

Pasfael

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Mercy

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“You are touched to, I can tell you have a keen mind.”

The girl sat on a plush bed, surrounded by expensive dolls and other such toys. She was beautiful but wore a rather large amount make up, which made it hard to discern her age. The man who stood before her looked at her through the bars with a mixture of sadness, pity and intrigue.

“You have killed them all then?” She asked.

“ No, not all of them.” He responded.

She cocked her head and stared at him. He stared back. There was something about this girl and it wasn’t the fact that all her limbs except one, her right arm, were withered or just stumps it was something else. She continued to stare as she played with an ornate necklace of rather chunky design. When he saw a red light flicker on it he asked.

“ You are one of his daughters then?”

She nodded.

“ The one no one is ever to know about. Yes.” She replied

“ You have been held down here since you were born haven’t you?” He asked

“ Yes. I am the shame of my family” She said with sadness in her voice.

“ Trust me my child your families shame runs deeper than just keeping you locked up down here.” He stated.

He was thinking about what to do with this strange girl when his comm came to life in his ear.

“ My lord we have found them. The pitiful remains of this damned family.”

“ Is he with them?” He asked.

The comm crackled.

“ Yes my lord, he is.”

“ OK, I am on my way.” He responded.

He looked back at the girl and was about to leave when she said.

“ You must take me with you.”

He turned back.

“ Why?” He asked

“ I can help you in many ways and get you the many secrets my father has. I also need to be the one to kill him. Please do not deny me that, not after all he has done to me. Free me from my cell and then free my mind and I will show you.”

She toyed with the necklace again.

“ This is a limiter. It imprisons my mind, but you already knew that, didn’t you?”

“ I did.” He paused for a minute in thought and after a while he said.

“ If I release you from your bonds would you pledge yourself to me and the higher calling I represent. Would you pledge your body and soul to the me and through me the God Emperor.”

“ I will. With all my heart I will.” She answered.

“ Then my child I may have a use for you in the great work and I will show you things no sane person would wish to see, but something tells me you already know of such things.” He said

He stood back and drew his hand gun. He took aim and started to blast at the locks on her prison cell. After a while he broke them down and stepped through.

“ How do I release the limiter?” He asked.

“ Anyone can do it except me my lord. It has been designed that way.” She said with a slight smile.

He bent over and found the deactivation switch and unclasped the limiter from around her neck. As he slid it off she rose up off her bed laughing with such joy at the sudden freedom she felt as her mind was unleashed from its bonds.

“ Oh thank you Inquisitor! Thank you so much!!” She shouted

He stumbled back stunned by the power of her mind as it flooded into his. So raw, so wild. She was laughing uncontrollably and through blurred vision he noticed that the dolls and various other toys began to melt and catch fire. Her cell would soon be an inferno, so through pure will and clenched teeth he managed to say.

“ We must go!”

And with his mind.

— We must go!! —

She looked down at him and stopped laughing. Floating down to his level she looked him in the eye.

“ I am sorry my lord. It has been so long.” She said with a smile,

“ I am ready to go now, take me to my father and I will be your servant but first I must get the knife.”

“ The knife?” He asked

“ I shall explain on the way.” She told him.

“ What is your name child?”

“ My name is Mercedes Elvorix, but you may call me Mercy.”

 

Mercy

 

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The Knife

 

The corrupt house of the Elvorix family held many secrets and had many items of dubious origin displayed throughout. One such item was a knife. Known as the Semita Blade it was said to date back to before the great heresy and it was also claimed to be used by a traitor of those times. This of course was enough information the Lord Elvorix needed and bought it from one of his many contacts straight away, little knowing what the blade truly was.

When his daughter Mercedes was born the knife had been proudly on display for years in one of the many halls of his home. After the shock of her arrival had passed and she was imprisoned in luxury in a cell underground, the knife, unknown to the family, became active and stayed that way for decades, waiting in it’s glass box. Years before her father found out about his shame of a daughters mind she had already sensed it and new it for what it was and desired to wield it. She knew she was becoming powerful and tried to hide it from her father. But one morning when she came to after being drugged, raped and beaten she found her mind bound as much as her feeble body was. So it was that she stayed confined in more ways than one until the day came when she would be free and would have her revenge on her evil family. She made a promise to herself that it would be done with the keen edge of the knife.

The Semita Blade is simple in design and has no gilt or other ostentatious decoration, but you can see that it is made in an exact way. The precision of it’s making is a thing of wonder and many who have studied it at one of Lord Elvorix many seminars say it’s not of human manufacture and dating the age of the blade with any accuracy was also hard to prove. The material used to craft it was just as baffling. It is a metal that when tested proved to be a different metal every time. This has intrigued many an expert in this field and was proclaimed it was almost as if the knife didn’t want any thing to be known about it.

The truth was only known to Mercedes so when the time came and fate played it’s hand to her damned family in the form of a burly Inquisitor and his retinue, she pledged allegiance to him and asked only that she take the knife as the memento of her time trapped in that cursed house and that she could be the one to kill her father. The Inquisitor agreed and took her to deliver her fathers fate.

On the way to get the knife she told him how she was bonded to it and only she knew how to wield it.

Mercedes is a powerful Alpha class psyker and when she slowly slid the blade into her fathers chest the full horror of what it could do made itself known.

“ I should thank you really father, for if you didn’t keep me locked away I would be as

tainted as the rest of you.

Oh hush now. Your screams of pain are nothing compared to what you put me through,

but I assure you father you shall know pain. Oh yes. Like no one else.”

The blade began to rip reality as she poured her hate for him into it and the warp began to manifest itself inside her father and slowly piece by piece it consumed him from the inside out. The rest of her remaining family, the Inquisitor and his retinue looked on in horror and disgust as his tainted soul was laid bare and eaten by sickly bladed daemon teeth of the warp. Mercedes simply looked on with a triumphant smile.

Even today on that very spot where The House of Elvorix once stood the walls of reality remain thin and it has become a haunted place. If you linger long enough you can still hear the tormented screams of her father from the death curse inflicted by the knife as he was made to suffer for all eternity.

A few teaser images of The Chapel

Hi all,

So it’s been a while since I last posted anything and The Chapel game has been and gone. It was an excellent weekend and since then I’ve been busy with life, work, sick children etc and getting the images for the reports done, and also a few projects that aren’t Chapel related. It’s all been slow going but today I thought I’d share a glimpse at what’s been going on concerning The Chapel project.

The images below are from The Albino Woods part of the game.

 

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And this one is of The Entrance.

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So I hope you like what you see and a larger post is not far away I promise 😉

The Entrance w.i.p 2

Hi all. Just a quick one this week and I thought I’d post a few pics of  some details of the Entrance board for The Chapel project. It’s coming along nicely and I’d say it’ll be finished by the end of next week………I hope 🙂

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It has lights!
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SKULLS!
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Different flooring

 

Stay tuned for more images soon.

The Entrance w.i.p

Hello all! So as you’ve probably read the awesome dude behind Leadballoony Alex came over last weekend to delve into the realms of the Albino Woods and begin the creation of the ground where many shall meet there doom. Head over to his blog to see the pics of the great “we’re allowed to do our hobby all day” day. Thanks girls! It’s not often I get the chance to indulge in a hobby day like that and to put a face to the blog and meet Alex was a pure pleasure. You’re a top bloke mate!

As Alex mentioned I showed him the progress I’m making on the Entrance board and as he posted pics of the Albino Woods I’d thought I’d share a few snaps of The Entrance.

Enjoy 🙂

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” My name is Lucia, that is all you need to know right now.”

Lucia reaches into a pocket and produces a small black box. The man sitting across from her raises an eyebrow.

” You are here because I’d like to hire you as your talents would be of great use to me in the coming months, if not years.”

She slides the small black box across the table. The man looks at it for a minute and then takes it.

” I’m sure you have seen one of those before?”

The man smiles, it is not a warm smile, and says.

” Yes Inquisitor Lucia. Or should I call you The Death Widow.”

A smile spreads across Lucia’s face. A smile he cannot see.

” So you have heard of me then?”

The man puts the box in his inside pocket.

” Oh I’ve heard of you and I’ve heard of your ways.”

The hidden smile spreads further across her face.

” Well then it should come as no surprise as to why I am asking for your services. So can I count on you being you?”

The man chuckles and says.

” Oh yes Inquisitor you can count on that.”

” Excellent. We shall leave once we have confirmation from the others.”

” Others?”

” Yes my murderous friend, others, and if you think I’m bad then just wait till you meet them.”

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So welcome to the first post of my ][nquisitor war band for The Chapel project. I thought it would be wise to start from the top so may I present ][nquisitor Lucia, The Death Widow.

 

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Æolus the Scarlet

Æolus the Scarlet, or The Scarlet Guide as he is known, is a romantic soul who’s travels have brought it’s fair share of tragedy to his life. Once madly in love he and is dearly devoted traveled the roads of The Chapels surface, fending of attacks, guiding those who paid well and dispatching those who refused. A life of adventure they shared under the pale burn of The Chapels sun. This life of love and daring all came to an end at the hands of an off world traveler.

What happened is not known, for he does not speak of it, the pain is too great and it has consumed him whole so now he lives a life as a solo Ostium Guide. Æolus is a hard guide to find and those who do pay well for his services for it is said his knowledge of the roads that lead to entrances is second to none, that and his sword play is a thing of deadly beauty.

With him at all times is a mask and a lock of hair. He often speaks to these objects vowing a revenge and one can only assume they once belonged to his long lost love, if this behavior disturbs his clients they never say and he never cares to explain, until the end.

At the end of the travelers journey to an entrance of The Chapel, Æolus will ask a favour.

“Thank you for your payment and company kind sirs and may I say how nice it is to not part ways with a corpse.”

“I do, however, have a favour to ask.”

“If you find what you’re looking for and are able to leave the depths you are about to travel, then please seek me out and tell me all you have seen and heard.”

“I will pay you handsomely, especially if you have information about The Heptameron.”

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I have been amazed by the work being created so far for this project and the bar has been set high so I thought I’d better pull my finger out and step up. The wealth of ideas being created has been truly inspirational and I hope all who are involved are enjoying themselves. You know who you are so thank you for being awesome. The Chapel awaits and The Ostium Guides will take us there.