Black Crusade: True Freedom Through Chaos

The Unchained

The Unchained

The Unchained is a deviation from the standard Imperial frigate form. Approximately 2.4 kilometeres long and .5 abeam it is a hardy, if somewhat small ship that once served as an orbital defense for the forge moon of Forge Harrow. It is well equipped and close enough to the standard imperial design to make it through occupied sectors with only a few raised eyebrows at a distance but closing in would prove to be a mistake if the enemy ship in question is Imperial, the Unchained as an irregular silhouette after all thanks to the smoother lines and contours of its armor. The vessel has been fully crewed thanks to Karna and they are all in good spirits and ready to take the vessel on its first voyage into the space outside of Vaxhalen, for ill or good.

Here are just a few notable faces drawn from the near fifteen thousand souls aboard the Unchained:

Navigatrix Isis: Strange. Strange is a word that sums up the Navigatrix of the Unchained. Though she is not a member of Karna’s Dark Mechanicus cult the woman does where the white robes of an initiate and despite her lack of technological affiliation a chassis of masterfully crafted arachnid-like legs supports her upper body. No one has a clue of what happened to the woman’s lower body or what caused her eccentricities but they all seem to stem from the rumor that she is a dreaded Warp Necrophage, a literal vampie and with her nearly albino skin, blonde hair and red eyes, it is hard not to believe the rumors. Needless to say, most crew avoids the woman aside from her brother, the master of augers.

Amon, Master of Augers: A silent and somewhat nervous man whom for the most part only speaks to his sister, Isis the Navigatrix of the ship. Despite his general silent demeanor he is the Master of Augers for good reason. Amon is intelligent and capable and able to squeeze a little more out of the systems than others perhaps would. Just like his sister Amon is not affiliated with Karna’s tech priests though he also wears the white acolyte robes. He is also rumored to be a necrophage much like Isis with the same near-albino skin and pale red eyes.

Pilot, Eric Greenfield: A former member of the Kassar resistance Eric earned his ‘wings’ piloting orbital shuttles for the rebellion’s struggling armies throughout the heavily disputed Kassar sector and of course its capital system. The man eventually washed out of the resistance however, turning instead to mercenary work as the rebellion began to break up once more in the face of the current imperial crusade into the sector. He is skilled and incredibly confident in his own abilities and has an extreme hatred for the Dark Eldar pirates of the sector who took his left eye and arm in a devastating lightning raid against a ship he was piloting.

Dmitri, Master of Ordinance: Dmitri is an old and wizened tech-priest of Karna’s and one would assume with his age he would be mostly cybernetics but that is not the case, at least on the outside. Graying and struggling to walk straight at most times the older man is none the less an expert in his field, overseeing the maintenance and directed fire of the Unchained’s guns and point defense systems that is. Unlike most of Karna’s men and women he wears the red robes of the mechanicus and claims he was once an explorator-Magos of all things before breaking apart to join Karna after a dispute with the brotherhood that ended rather… nastily in his own words.

Persephone, Mistress of Drives: In charge of the maintenance and careful operations of the ship’s powerful drives and its engines. She is incredibly intelligent and purportedly quite good friends with Karna herself. An oddity, even among tech priests the woman is /entirely/ artificial. Her body is a startlingly close imitation of the human form but there is not one piece organic flesh left to her. Instead there is simply a body of smooth and sleek ceramic composite and her consciousness uploaded to the core in her head.

Sergeant-at-Arms Sasha Vokt: The head of the Unchained’s small contingent of mostly human shock troops is a solidly built woman in her mid twenties. Beneath her gung-ho demeanor and conspicuous half shaven blonde head of hair is an experienced and cunning commander. Originally a Valhaxen ganger turned mercenary, her uncanny timing served her well. As the group of mercenaries disbanded, she stayed on with their current employer. The close quarters of ships, stations, and hives suited her quite well, as did the pay. She revels in violence and danger, an attraction that might be unhealthy for most, but she has managed to thrive in it for years, and far more than luck has kept her in one piece.

Scarna: Scarna and her nine witches have taken up the role of astropaths aboard the ship. They direct long distance messages through the miasma of the warp via ritual and with enough time could divine the future for a preferable course of action by attempting to untangle the twisted skein of fate. Scarna herself has come a long way since her time aboard the Chains. No longer is she illiterate and uneducated. Now she is well dressed and her intellect is growing, supported by her endless desire for books, tomes and charts. The Queen of Carrion seeks to maintain a small library of lore and warpcraft should such tomes become available.

Narcisse: Narcisse has simply joined Karna’s brotherhood at this point, taking up the rank of acolyte in the cult and joined others of her rank in maintaining and organizing the vast datalooms that house the various databases and starmaps the ship needs to prosper in the void, her unique meme virus helps her greatly here and she is able to recant most of the data stored within the drives without aid, even the coordinates of /most/ of the known planets within the systems.

Jezebelle: The cheeky Glavian has since taken up the role of personal pilot for you all, piloting your private guncutter with the considerable skill that is expected of /any/ Glavian.

Telashyr: Telashyr has not been seen for some time. The last sighting of her was oddly enough near one of the assumed safe houses of the Red Path, a cult of Khaine with ties to the Dark Eldar pirates of the sector? What exactly could this Eldar be up to?

++Encrypted transmission: For privileged eyes only++

Dove Wishes Raven. Raven should be wary. The colours of space, rapturous beasts approach,of Blood and Ravens.

Raven should enfold kin,avoid the worshipful place, comes contempt of killers cloaked in scarlet finery.

Arrival on Vaxhalen and the weeks following
Concerning Allies and Friends

You all arrived on Vaxhalen on the 145th day of the 320th year in the 42nd millennium according to the Imperial calender that charts the standard year. Already you have commandeered an inquisitorial vessel all while killing a man that held the rank of Interrogator and capturing one of the famed Crusaders that serve that Inquisition. Most impressive of trophies so far is likely the Maellus inquisitor, the woman responsible for all of your captures held safely in suspended animation on the bridge of the ship. She rests in a state between life and death, the flickering stasis field and the advanced medicae cogitators the only thing keeping her living at this point, so grievous are her wounds.

You did not do this all alone, you have of course made allies in all of this from the feral beastpeople that inhabit the hulk of a vessel held in high-grav anchor just outside the vast lunar rings of the gas giant Pheobos to Narcisse the tech-adept with a data addiction and a chittering little muse of slaanesh as a familiar. Here is just a little bit of what your various allies and new found friends have been up to in the meanwhile.

Jerod: After making sure the ‘debt’ owed to him by Alia had been repayed the cowardly an ineffectual guardsman has all but vanished. He is nowhere to be found on the ship though none of the lighters have gone missing and neither has Jezebelle mentioned seeing him. Maybe he has finally suffered a deserving fate.

Jezebelle & Clavicus: This pair has often been seen, or rather heard, from their room in the Gilded Rose. When they are not enjoying Clavicus’ newly found ability to move without undue pain they can often be seen in the lobby of the building playing Regicide or card games with the Tarot for coins, often inviting others in to join. Jezebelle herself has been quite active in the ferrying of you all to and from your destinations and seems to have taken a shine to the guncutter, something about it being a ‘frakking amazing ship’.

Narcisse: The beautiful and quite insane tech-priestess adept has taken it upon herself to study the Inquisitor’s wounds through the cogitator bank that keeps her alive and the auspex built into her head. so far most of her results have only been able to explain the obvious. Her wounds are quite clearly inflicted by something from the warp, a vicious rending injury that appears to be from claws. The threat itself does not seem to be from the obvious internal injuries such a wound would obviously inflict but instead corrution voraciously eating away at her flesh. Any further explanation would her would descend into a rant filled with medicae terminology that would be hard to escape without a designated lifepod or something otherwise capable such is her zeal when it comes to discussing data down to the minutae.

Telashyr:The enigmatic Dark Eldar has not had much contact with anyone since you have all made landfall in the port of Vaxhalen. Occasionally however her exploits would be seen in blurry picts and ill-written testimonies from the underhive from gangers who could have sworn they were fighting a daemon in the arenas or fight clubs gangs often set up for fun.

Scarna: The avian leader of the beastpeople that live aboard the carrion vessel that is the Chains of Judgement was quite impressed when all of her soldiers returned back alive from the seizure of the bridge and with her people’s support, or at least no obvious dissent, has taken to scavenging what they can from the vessel and has pledged her people’s support for your cause. The woman is a seer and is quite obvious she is acting on some sort of dream or vision but will it be fulfilled?

Amily&Ember: The acolyte and captain , respectively, both surrendered after the seizure of the ship with little resistance and after much prodding from Amily and the mood-enhancing effect of having a decent replacement for her arm Ember has agreed, albeit grudgingly to serve Cassandra alongside Amily. They are both ill at ease with Chaos still, but time will change that most assuredly.

Nissia: The port mistress herself is rarely seen out of her office as of late. It makes sense a woman on as many different payrolls as she is , is quite busy after all. While unable to often chat or make pleasant conversation she has gratefully arranged everything you have all needed in terms of transport and flight plans and has never once asked for compensation to be directed towards the city citing ‘Arial has it covered’.


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