Game 2: Sisters of Battle Try to Retake the Armory

 Martyred Maidens of Mystranda 

The immolation flamers washed over the surrounding chaos spawn as Cannoness Mystranda led her forces from the safety of her Armored Personnel Carrier. “Cannoness Cyndra, Inquisitor Coteaz, do you see that up in the distance, about 3 clicks out?” she radioed to the 2 other APCs accompanying hers.

“It can’t be,” Cyndra replied. “This planet was abandoned over three centuries ago by the Imperium. How does the statue of the Emperor still stand strong, despite the Chaos that has overwhelmed this planet?”

“Do not let your faith in the Emperor waiver, Cyndra. His might extends well beyond whatever our mere mortal minds can imagine. May his presence guide us through this sea of death.” The APCs continued to roll over and through the mangled flesh and warped minds of the chaos spawn beneath them. “What do you make of this omen, Coteaz? You’ve stayed awfully quiet.”

“We’ve been on this purging campaign for over 4 years now and we have yet to come across any intact imperium artifacts. While I appreciate your faith in the Emperor, we musn’t let our guard down. There must be some reason wh- “

The transmission from Coteaz was cut short, only to be followed up by Sister Malkma patching in from Coteaz’s APC. “Mystranda and Cyndra, Coteaz has fallen silent mid-sentence and his eyes have gone white!” Distracted by the sudden change in Coteaz’s status, Mystranda was too focused on re-establishing communications to notice the chaos spawn around them start to thin. Suddenly, just as quickly as Coteaz’s speech was cut short, it returned.

“HUUUUUAHHHHHHHH” Coteaz gasped, as if surfacing for air after being under water. “I heard…a…a scream. Something has been uncovered, and I fear it is more powerful than any artifact I have ever sensed. I couldn’t comprehend what it said, but its power was immense” He paused, peering through the slots in his APC. “Just as I suspected. Any being with any connection to the warp must have felt that scream. It was just too powerful.” The line fell silent again.

“What exactly did you sense, Coteaz?” asked Cyndra?

“I don’t know, but may the Emperor help us get to it first. Whatever it is, it is incredibly powerful and, if it finds its way into the wrong hands, I fear it would be catastrophic.”

“And so the Emperor guides us,” Mystranda chimed in. “It is no coincidence that we have come across this great testament to the Emperor at the same time you witnessed that scream. And whatever the Emperor may wish, is my command.” The chaos spawn around them had thinned out at this point, and the immolation flamers reduced the remaining spawn around them to ashes. “This is Cannoness Mystranda to Starship Craterous, please send Landing Craft down for APC extraction.”

“Roger that Cannoness Msytranda, Landing Craft are inbound. Extraction time, 1 minute 47 seconds.”

“Coteaz, you said the scream was strong. Could you sense where it came from?” asked Msytranda.

“I can’t say for sure, but I know its close to Astheneia system, on the other side of the sector. We’ll need to make a warp jump to the edge of the system. From there I should be able to get a better sense of the psychic energy. Plus, I’m sure that this scream has attracted the attention of many other psychers. Once we are closer, I have no doubts I will sense their presence.”

The Landing Craft hovered gently above the APCs, before the robotic arms descended, latching onto each APC, and lifting it into the chassis of the Landing Craft. A moment later, the APCs were gone from the surface of this long-forgotten imperium stronghold.

With the Landing Craft safely aboard Starship Craterous, Cannoness made the call: “Starship Commander Finckley, our destination has changed. Lightspeed to the Astheneia system!”

“Aye aye, Mystranda. For the Emperor!” replied Finckley.

“May our faith guide us closer,” muttered Mystranda. “For the Emperor!” she cheered!