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Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-24T07:03:37Z

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The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Claudius|Claudius Nero Acrisias]] ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kaine|Deacon Obadias Kaine]] ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil|Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach]] ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive. Their new acquisition was faulty - afflicted so young, lacking both the experience and mature psyche, sufferer would be unable to get the full use of this benign psychosis, before going insane or too inhuman for normal communication - but for those couple of decades, left in the care of Adeptus Mechanicus, they could certainly get some use out of him. Especially, if the causes and genetic predisposition towards Meme-Virus could be studied and isolated.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
*Claudius has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== The ''Malleable Abyss'' ==

=== Stats ===

Class: Conquest-Class Star Galleon (1 shield, large, 3 cargo)

Persona: Ghostly. The ship has seen and suffered great tragedy during its long life (perhaps the biggest being that it was abandoned for so long), and sometimes manifests that.

Panoply: -1

Crew: 4/4

Hull Points: 8/8

Damaged Systems: none

==== Components & Systems ====

'''Blessed Teleportarium'''

When you '''activate the teleportarium''', roll +Adroit. On a 10+, you arrive on target. On a 7-9, you arrive, but choose 1:
*The teleportarium matrix scrambles your internal organs, suffer 2-harm ap.
*You arrive disorientated and sickened, take -1 ongoing until you can rest.
*Your beacon malfunctions, leaving you dangerously off-target.
On a miss, you’ve seen Star Trek. Anything could happen here.

'''Tenebro-Maze'''

The interior of the ship is laid out according to schematics and plans that evade comprehension, creating a maze-like tangle of facilities and passageways that will entrap the unwary. Take +1 to resist boarding actions, and auguries cannot accurately penetrate the interior of your vessel.

'''Weapons'''

Broadside (port/starboard):
*Pharos-pattern Las Battery (3-damage close/far)
*Sunhammer-pattern Lance (1-damage close/far precise)

=== Looks ===

Visibly old and somewhat tattered, with crumbling rusty metalwork, spires that are ruined but have been restored somewhat, worn-out stonework and passages. Basically something that looks very old and abandoned for a long time, but with visible signs of restoration work where it has been tarted up and repaired enough for use.

=== History ===

The ''Malleable Abyss'' has a long and generally horrid history. It was orginally built in the post-Heresy days to be a fine warship for the forces of the God-Emperor to fight back against those who turned to Chaos. But the ship was believed cursed from day one after suffering a Geller Field failure on its maiden voyage and losing a third of the crew to warp incursions. For the next few millenia, the ship pass through the hands of multiple commanders, each happy to be rid of it. It was eventually captured by pirates and used to plunder the sector before falling into the hands of Chaos forces. The ship was eventually recaptured by the Imperium and cleansed (the fortitude of the Machine spirit in resisting corruption was duly noted) and put back into service. But soon after that, the ship was attacked by Ork forces. Damage was high and the ship limped back towards port. A decision was made to scuttle it rather than repair it, but the ship mysteriously vanished into the warp before that was possible. Perhaps the machine spirit didn't want to die? The ship became a hulk, spending several more millenia floating through the warp, occasionally emerging for a century or two during which it was colonised by vermin, xenos and outcasts. Eventually, about a hundred years ago, the hulk was recovered by the Inquisition, with assistance from the tech-priesthood. After they realised its age, they opted to restore the ship as best they could rather than destroy it. Since then, the ship has been the property of the Inquisition.

It was then passed onto the newly minted Lady-Captain Lavesgrie, a brand new rogue trader in need of a ship. Lord Inquisitor Valerus arranged for the ship to be transferred to her when she was granted her warrant, purely because she needed a ship and this one happened to be handy.

The ship as always been called the ''Malleable Abyss''. Attempts to change it in the past resulted in the new lettering peeling off surprisingly fast. Kelara hasn't attempted to change the name - she quite likes it and feels it reflects her own mood over the whole matter.

=== The Crew ===

The crew have mostly been newly assembled from the capital world. That means that whilst many of them are inexperienced, all are trying to find a better life than where they had come from. There are also plenty of crew veterans who ship-hopped from other vessels seeking better pay, conditions and promotions. On the whole, it is a reasonable if tending towards inexperienced crew.

The crew haven't been together long enough to form any traditions as of yet. They do seem utterly convinced that the ship is haunted though and have taken to making the sign of the aquila whenever they enter a room. There also seem to be a higher than average number of priests amongst the crew - many of whom have been dragged along by superstitious crewmen hoping that the ship can be exorcised.

==== Ship Population Census ====

'''Shipboard population:''' 91,837 individuals (excluding transitory passengers and servitors not taxed)

''Commissioned Officers:'' 5,678

''Mechanicus:'' (laity and clerical) 9,432

'''Deck department:''' 35,079

The deck department manages most non-engine related matters aboard the ship, including gunnery, void-shield, Gellar field, and hull maintenance, cargo stowage, and general repairs. The gunnery sub-department almost justifies separation out as a separate department, as it includes at least half the members of the deck department.

'''Engine department:''' 17,504

Engine snipes manage the ship's warp engines, manuevering thrusters, and the massive plasma drive that occupies a full third of the ship.

'''Steward's department:''' 8,495

The steward's department is responsible for the provisioning, clothing, housing, and general support of the crew. In addition to maintaining the ship's mess halls, galleys, promenades, and supply depots, it also manages the life sustenance system, as well as seeing to well-being of passengers and senior staff.

'''Administrative department:''' 5,295

While each department does have its own internal bureaucracy, a second layer is required on a ship the scale of the Malleable Abyss. In addition to managing and allocating the ship's resources, crew wages, and internal economy, the administrative department also serves as a commercial headquarters for the Lady-Captain's investments and trade operations beyond the ship - which are currently minimal.

'''Astrogation department:''' 2,567

The astrogation department includes the ship's five navigators (lead by Master Navigator Lorquacious von der Maret), its astropathic choir, and the support staff of augury systems.

'''Militant department:''' 1,543

Overseen by the ship's Marshal-at-Arms, the armsmen complement of the Malleable Abyss serves as a combined police force and marine corps. In case of a major boarding action, the ship's munitorium contains probably enough basic weaponry to outfit a third of the crew.

'''Ecclesiarchal complement:''' 1,289

Deacon Kaine's flock is somewhere between official crew and passengers, as they serve as the official chaplain's department, but when appropriate, the majority will disembark and perform missionary activities upon worlds encountered.

'''Bridge department''': 613

The bridge department simply includes the officers and support staff necessary to maintain the command bridge, the reserve bridge and internal communications. This number does not include the senior command staff, who are again divided by department.

'''Dependants, miscellaneous persons, and assorted other:''' 15,452

Given its relatively recent reclamation from the void, the Malleable Abyss has not yet developed the full-scale parallel society found aboard many Imperial vessels, but plenty of crew have brought spouses, children, and other dependants aboard, while a number of entrepreneurial stowaways have set themselves up as commerciers in the underdecks and are too useful to be dislodged.

==== Navigator Lorquacious von der Maret ====

Lorquacious von der Maret, a ridiculous fat individual who lives permanently in his huge wide suspensor chair. The only thing bigger than von der Maret himself is his ego and his temper. He loathes his current assignment and makes no secret of it, thinking that his family name is far too superior for this deal.

==== Naviet Klixxis ====

A deathworld/voidborn cross who insists that she is married to the ship and that it is her husband. Naviet is the head helmsman and has proved to be impossible to part from the ship. The last attempt to do so resulted in two dead armsmen and several more in the medicae bay. Kelara has learned to just let Naviet do her thing. on the plus side she does seem to be a very good helmsman.

==== Felice-II ====

=== Places ===

==== The Command Bridge ====

==== Nil's Archive ====

==== Ori's Forge ====

==== Kaine's Chapel ====
If one pictures a chapel to the Emperor, it would be the exact opposite of Kaine's chapel. On the Malleable Abyss, what used to be the chapel was destroyed when the ship was hulked. The repairs to the ship included the chapel but no decorations nor the finery of a chapel were included before being handed over to Lady Captain Lavesgrie. There is little more than a stage, a number of benches and an iron Aquila in the chapel, which is how Kaine prefers his chapels to be.

Kaine's flock is scattered around the ship, with his junior priests and other ordained people scouring the labyrinthine passages of the ship to purge any traces of chaos with fire and sword. Those who can not reach the chapels still receive their sermons, either via the vox kits which cover the ship, or in live visitations to certain areas each holy day.

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== High Admiral Jelena H. Kursk ===

As commander of Task Force Lancer, and the ranking officer of Battlefleet Idria in the Expanse, High Admiral Jelena Hyvar Kursk is the de-facto ruler of the Imperial-ruled systems in the Expanse. Under her leadership, the long war for the hive world of Restival is coming to a close, despite tepid support from the Administratum. If the Orkish threat is defeated, she will likely have the political power to take command of Battlefleet Idria itself and lead a full-scale offensive to claim the rest of the Lancer Reach.

Kursk is a distant cousin of Idrogynus Hyvar, and while she may not have much time for the man himself, she does have familial honour to uphold.

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

=== Battlefleet Idria ===

=== Craftworld Ora'Lyn ===

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

Located on the edge of the roiling Warp-Gulf of Maleria, Lancer Station is the fortress that supports the Imperium's continuing mission to reclaim the Maleria Expanse. The immense naval station has orbited the dwarf star Tyrannicus for nearly a century, lying at the end of the only charted warp route through the Gulf. For Rogue Traders, it is a trading post and meeting place, and all of the dynasties operating in the Expanse maintain offices and factotums aboard the station.

As the long campaigns on the hive-world of Restival-3 come to a close, it is an uncertain time for the inhabitants of Lancer Station. Though it will always be needed to guard the passage across the Gulf, many believe that the centre of trade and imperial activity will switch to the Restival system as soon as the greenskin menace is eliminated. Such a move would be catastrophic for the livelihoods of the station's inhabitants, many of whom have never known another world.

=== The Lancer Reach ===

Since the construction of Lancer Station, Imperial authority has begun to return to the expanse after millennia, and the worlds of the Lancer Reach have most definitely felt the Aquilla's grip. The Imperium has begun to push back the green tide, after centuries of near-unopposed orkish power in the Reach. Naval patrols from Task Force Lancer seek out hidden pirate bases and freebooter raiders, allowing Rogue Traders and Free Chartists to ply the Reach with relative security. The full force of Imperial law has yet to be felt outside of the systems near Lancer Station, but occasional patrols make their way out as far as Volstatt and Qantar, allowing trade to flow from the furthest systems of the Reach.

=== Restival System ===

For the past five decades, the Restival system has been the front line of the Lancer Offensive, site of a ceaseless battle between Man and Ork for the destiny of the Expanse. Now, at last, the Imperial forces are pushing back the green tide - only one major hive on the primary world of Restival-3 still lies under the orkish boot, and their naval forces have been reduced to a few raiders and kroozers lurking in the system's outer reaches.

=== The Klunker Drift ===

An immense nebula filled with the drifting hulks of some forgotten war, the Klunker Drift is home to uncountable numbers of orks who spew forth at distressingly regular intervals. Navigating the Drift is almost impossible for Imperial ships, as pulsars within the nebula disrupt the Light of the Astronomican and render navigators near-blind in space, while Orkish ships seem to flit back and forth with the ease of a migrating seabird. Worlds with names like Konk, Git, and Red'un are surrounded by immense belts of roks and drifting hulks that often play home to far more orks than the planets themselves.

There is no unifying authority in the Klunker, no single mighty warboss to give the orks purpose and strategic drive, just a thousand competing warlords and freebooter captains who war against one another as eagerly as they war against the Imperium. Yet numbers have a quality all of their own, allowing the orks of the Drift to plunder hundreds of worlds over their long history, bringing back much of the spoils to their nebulous home.

=== The Lost Forges ===

In the distant past, the Adeptus Mechanicus maintained two great forge worlds in the Malerian expanse: Janus-Q7 and Xyra-39. Both were lost millenia ago with the collapse of Imperial power in the Expanse - Janus-Q7 to an unknown plague, and Xyra-39 to xenos attack. Their memories have echoed in the lore of the Machine Cult through the aeons since, legendary worlds where tech-priests broke boundaries and delved into the dark arts of technology. The forge world of Janus was known both for its biomantic arts, and for its great gravitic shipyard, the Cavor Pit, where techpriests assembled immense battleships and dreadnoughts within the core of the planet itself. Xyra, on the other hand, was known for its mastery of warp technology, teleport engines, and astropathic beacons. Knowledge lost with these forge-worlds set the servants of the Omnissiah back millennia.

With the Lancer Offensive, these worlds are once again within the reach of Imperial explorers. There is no doubt that a vast array of technological treasures are still to be found on the Lost Forges, for those willing to brave their dangers. Many have attempted to plumb their depths, but few have returned. Those that do speak of technological monstrosities, forgotten death traps, robotic guardians left to rot for millenia, and strange pillars that seem to warp the very laws of reality around them.

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= Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach =

== History ==
Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive. Their new acquisition was faulty - afflicted so young, lacking both the experience and mature psyche, sufferer would be unable to get the full use of this benign psychosis, before going insane or too inhuman for normal communication - but for those couple of decades, left in the care of Adeptus Mechanicus, they could certainly get some use out of him. Especially, if the causes and genetic predisposition towards Meme-Virus could be studied and isolated.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.
== Looks ==
In his earlier years, Nihilus was taking smug satisfaction in being a child-savant, in showing off both his knowledge and his youthful energy. He has outgrown that stage in more ways than one, and his manner is more subdued, if no less driven when it comes to lore-seeking. He now takes some pain to cover his apparent age, as if ashamed, usually wearing austere (if obviously expensive, in accordance to his mistress' new position) midnight-black mesh-coat with a deep face-concealing cowl and silver embroidery. His nearly-perfect memory helps him none-at-all when it comes to shaving and timely haircuts.

As Meme-Virus prompts the afflicted to not only acquire, but also to disseminate information, Nihilus has voluntarily undergone an invasive procedure, turning him into a "silent savant". To produce any audible sound, he has to physically press the subdermal rune on his artificial voicebox - the attempted motion is usually enough to bring himself under control. This gives his voice a notably metallic timbre.

Accompanying him almost always are two servo-skulls, equipped with a full array of audio and visual sensors and auspexi. They are distinguished by densely inscribed parchments affixed over the skull's eyesockets or temples respectively. Each one may also bear a pistol-sized weapon, usually a hell-pistol - Nil is so comfortable using them in this capacity, that he considers himself "armed", not "guarded".
== Stats ==

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=== Moves ===

==== Keeper of Lore ====

When '''trawl the archive for important lore''', roll +Adroit. On a hit, you can ask the MC questions based on what you’ve found. On a 10+, ask 3. On a 7-9, ask 1 and your archive needs more knowledge on this subject (+1 Desire).
*What are the causes, antecedents or origins of X?
*What do legends and histories speak of X?
*What are the most dangerous aspects of X?
*What is the recommended way of defeating X?
*Where has X been seen before and what did X do there?

==== Knowledge from the Beyond ====

Take +1 Adroit (max +3)

==== World-Lore ====

When you '''first set foot on a new world''', hold 2. You can spend your hold 1-for-1 to give yourself or someone else +1 to a roll based on your knowledge of that world, or ask a question of the MC:
*What valuable things does this world hold or produce?
*What dangers do they speak of on this world?
*What are the important customs and traditions of this world?

=== Bonds ===

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
*Claudius has something I desire; I must have it.

== Archive ==

''Desire+1''

As long as your archive’s Desire is 3 or less, you can search the archive for something useful. Describe the situation and roll +Adroit. The MC’s job is to think of something useful to the situation at hand and have your archive give it forth. On a 10+, your archive’s Desire stays where it is. On a 7-9, give it +1 Desire. On a miss, it immediately goes to Desire +4.

As long as your archive’s Desire is 3 or less, you can go into your archive for items of value. Take something out worth 1-profit and add +2 Desire.

At the beginning of the session, roll +Desire. On a 10+, the MC holds 3. On a 7-9, the MC holds 1. During the session, the MC can spend their hold to:
*Name a thing present. Your archive must have it. When you give it to your archive, mark experience and give your archive -1 Desire.
*Name something you have taken out of your archive. Your archive must have it back. When you give it to your archive, mark experience and give your archive -1 Desire.
*Speak of a thing, person, event, place, or organisation. Your archive must learn its secrets. When you discover its secrets and store them in your archive, mark experience and give your archive -1 Desire.

If your archive has Desire+4, take -1 ongoing.

'''Features'''
*Contains: Extensive star charts and scrolls of world-lore;
*Contains: Xenological specimens and lore
*Contains: Scrolls and tomes of heretical lore
*Terrible: If another character investigates your archives, they must Hold True or suffer Insanity.
*Forbidden: If authorities were to learn of your archive, you would be subject to Inquisitorial sanction and death. Naturally.

== Personal Gear ==
*Mesh-coat ''(2-armour)''
*2xHell-pistols ''(3-harm close/hand las)''
*Shock-staff ''(3-harm hand shock)''
*Various scanners, auto-quills, cogitators and data-slates.

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-14T06:48:26Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* The Crew */

[[Category:The Lavesgrie Exile]]

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Claudius|Claudius Nero Acrisias]] ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kaine|Deacon Obadias Kaine]] ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil|Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach]] ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive. Their new acquisition was faulty - afflicted so young, lacking both the experience and mature psyche, sufferer would be unable to get the full use of this benign psychosis, before going insane or too inhuman for normal communication - but for those couple of decades, left in the care of Adeptus Mechanicus, they could certainly get some use out of him. Especially, if the causes and genetic predisposition towards Meme-Virus could be studied and isolated.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
*Claudius has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== The ''Malleable Abyss'' ==

=== Stats ===

Class: Conquest-Class Star Galleon (1 shield, large, 3 cargo)

Persona: Ghostly. The ship has seen and suffered great tragedy during its long life (perhaps the biggest being that it was abandoned for so long), and sometimes manifests that.

Panoply: -1

Crew: 4/4

Hull Points: 8/8

Damaged Systems: none

==== Components & Systems ====

'''Blessed Teleportarium'''

When you '''activate the teleportarium''', roll +Adroit. On a 10+, you arrive on target. On a 7-9, you arrive, but choose 1:
*The teleportarium matrix scrambles your internal organs, suffer 2-harm ap.
*You arrive disorientated and sickened, take -1 ongoing until you can rest.
*Your beacon malfunctions, leaving you dangerously off-target.
On a miss, you’ve seen Star Trek. Anything could happen here.

'''Tenebro-Maze'''

The interior of the ship is laid out according to schematics and plans that evade comprehension, creating a maze-like tangle of facilities and passageways that will entrap the unwary. Take +1 to resist boarding actions, and auguries cannot accurately penetrate the interior of your vessel.

'''Weapons'''

Broadside (port/starboard):
*Pharos-pattern Las Battery (3-damage close/far)
*Sunhammer-pattern Lance (1-damage close/far precise)

=== Looks ===

Visibly old and somewhat tattered, with crumbling rusty metalwork, spires that are ruined but have been restored somewhat, worn-out stonework and passages. Basically something that looks very old and abandoned for a long time, but with visible signs of restoration work where it has been tarted up and repaired enough for use.

=== History ===

The ''Malleable Abyss'' has a long and generally horrid history. It was orginally built in the post-Heresy days to be a fine warship for the forces of the God-Emperor to fight back against those who turned to Chaos. But the ship was believed cursed from day one after suffering a Geller Field failure on its maiden voyage and losing a third of the crew to warp incursions. For the next few millenia, the ship pass through the hands of multiple commanders, each happy to be rid of it. It was eventually captured by pirates and used to plunder the sector before falling into the hands of Chaos forces. The ship was eventually recaptured by the Imperium and cleansed (the fortitude of the Machine spirit in resisting corruption was duly noted) and put back into service. But soon after that, the ship was attacked by Ork forces. Damage was high and the ship limped back towards port. A decision was made to scuttle it rather than repair it, but the ship mysteriously vanished into the warp before that was possible. Perhaps the machine spirit didn't want to die? The ship became a hulk, spending several more millenia floating through the warp, occasionally emerging for a century or two during which it was colonised by vermin, xenos and outcasts. Eventually, about a hundred years ago, the hulk was recovered by the Inquisition, with assistance from the tech-priesthood. After they realised its age, they opted to restore the ship as best they could rather than destroy it. Since then, the ship has been the property of the Inquisition.

It was then passed onto the newly minted Lady-Captain Lavesgrie, a brand new rogue trader in need of a ship. Lord Inquisitor Valerus arranged for the ship to be transferred to her when she was granted her warrant, purely because she needed a ship and this one happened to be handy.

The ship as always been called the ''Malleable Abyss''. Attempts to change it in the past resulted in the new lettering peeling off surprisingly fast. Kelara hasn't attempted to change the name - she quite likes it and feels it reflects her own mood over the whole matter.

=== The Crew ===

The crew have mostly been newly assembled from the capital world. That means that whilst many of them are inexperienced, all are trying to find a better life than where they had come from. There are also plenty of crew veterans who ship-hopped from other vessels seeking better pay, conditions and promotions. On the whole, it is a reasonable if tending towards inexperienced crew.

The crew haven't been together long enough to form any traditions as of yet. They do seem utterly convinced that the ship is haunted though and have taken to making the sign of the aquila whenever they enter a room. There also seem to be a higher than average number of priests amongst the crew - many of whom have been dragged along by superstitious crewmen hoping that the ship can be exorcised.

==== Ship Population Census ====

'''Shipboard population:''' 91,837 individuals (excluding transitory passengers and servitors not taxed)

''Commissioned Officers:'' 5,678

''Mechanicus:'' (laity and clerical) 9,432

'''Deck department:''' 35,079

The deck department manages most non-engine related matters aboard the ship, including gunnery, void-shield, Gellar field, and hull maintenance, cargo stowage, and general repairs. The gunnery sub-department almost justifies separation out as a separate department, as it includes at least half the members of the deck department.

'''Engine department:''' 17,504

Engine snipes manage the ship's warp engines, manuevering thrusters, and the massive plasma drive that occupies a full third of the ship.

'''Steward's department:''' 8,495

The steward's department is responsible for the provisioning, clothing, housing, and general support of the crew. In addition to maintaining the ship's mess halls, galleys, promenades, and supply depots, it also manages the life sustenance system, as well as seeing to well-being of passengers and senior staff.

'''Administrative department:''' 5,295

While each department does have its own internal bureaucracy, a second layer is required on a ship the scale of the Malleable Abyss. In addition to managing and allocating the ship's resources, crew wages, and internal economy, the administrative department also serves as a commercial headquarters for the Lady-Captain's investments and trade operations beyond the ship - which are currently minimal.

'''Astrogation department:''' 2,567

The astrogation department includes the ship's five navigators (lead by Master Navigator Lorquacious von der Maret), its astropathic choir, and the support staff of augury systems.

'''Militant department:''' 1,543

Overseen by the ship's Marshal-at-Arms, the armsmen complement of the Malleable Abyss serves as a combined police force and marine corps. In case of a major boarding action, the ship's munitorium contains probably enough basic weaponry to outfit a third of the crew.

'''Ecclesiarchal complement:''' 1,289

Deacon Kaine's flock is somewhere between official crew and passengers, as they serve as the official chaplain's department, but when appropriate, the majority will disembark and perform missionary activities upon worlds encountered.

'''Bridge department''': 613

The bridge department simply includes the officers and support staff necessary to maintain the command bridge, the reserve bridge and internal communications. This number does not include the senior command staff, who are again divided by department.

'''Dependants, miscellaneous persons, and assorted other:''' 15,452

Given its relatively recent reclamation from the void, the Malleable Abyss has not yet developed the full-scale parallel society found aboard many Imperial vessels, but plenty of crew have brought spouses, children, and other dependants aboard, while a number of entrepreneurial stowaways have set themselves up as commerciers in the underdecks and are too useful to be dislodged.

==== Navigator Lorquacious von der Maret ====

Lorquacious von der Maret, a ridiculous fat individual who lives permanently in his huge wide suspensor chair. The only thing bigger than von der Maret himself is his ego and his temper. He loathes his current assignment and makes no secret of it, thinking that his family name is far too superior for this deal.

==== Naviet Klixxis ====

A deathworld/voidborn cross who insists that she is married to the ship and that it is her husband. Naviet is the head helmsman and has proved to be impossible to part from the ship. The last attempt to do so resulted in two dead armsmen and several more in the medicae bay. Kelara has learned to just let Naviet do her thing. on the plus side she does seem to be a very good helmsman.

==== Felice-II ====

=== Places ===

==== The Command Bridge ====

==== Nil's Archive ====

==== Ori's Forge ====

==== Kaine's Chapel ====
If one pictures a chapel to the Emperor, it would be the exact opposite of Kaine's chapel. On the Malleable Abyss, what used to be the chapel was destroyed when the ship was hulked. The repairs to the ship included the chapel but no decorations nor the finery of a chapel were included before being handed over to Lady Captain Lavesgrie. There is little more than a stage, a number of benches and an iron Aquila in the chapel, which is how Kaine prefers his chapels to be.

Kaine's flock is scattered around the ship, with his junior priests and other ordained people scouring the labyrinthine passages of the ship to purge any traces of chaos with fire and sword. Those who can not reach the chapels still receive their sermons, either via the vox kits which cover the ship, or in live visitations to certain areas each holy day.

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== High Admiral Jelena H. Kursk ===

As commander of Task Force Lancer, and the ranking officer of Battlefleet Idria in the Expanse, High Admiral Jelena Hyvar Kursk is the de-facto ruler of the Imperial-ruled systems in the Expanse. Under her leadership, the long war for the hive world of Restival is coming to a close, despite tepid support from the Administratum. If the Orkish threat is defeated, she will likely have the political power to take command of Battlefleet Idria itself and lead a full-scale offensive to claim the rest of the Lancer Reach.

Kursk is a distant cousin of Idrogynus Hyvar, and while she may not have much time for the man himself, she does have familial honour to uphold.

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

=== Battlefleet Idria ===

=== Craftworld Ora'Lyn ===

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

Located on the edge of the roiling Warp-Gulf of Maleria, Lancer Station is the fortress that supports the Imperium's continuing mission to reclaim the Maleria Expanse. The immense naval station has orbited the dwarf star Tyrannicus for nearly a century, lying at the end of the only charted warp route through the Gulf. For Rogue Traders, it is a trading post and meeting place, and all of the dynasties operating in the Expanse maintain offices and factotums aboard the station.

As the long campaigns on the hive-world of Restival-3 come to a close, it is an uncertain time for the inhabitants of Lancer Station. Though it will always be needed to guard the passage across the Gulf, many believe that the centre of trade and imperial activity will switch to the Restival system as soon as the greenskin menace is eliminated. Such a move would be catastrophic for the livelihoods of the station's inhabitants, many of whom have never known another world.

=== The Lancer Reach ===

Since the construction of Lancer Station, Imperial authority has begun to return to the expanse after millennia, and the worlds of the Lancer Reach have most definitely felt the Aquilla's grip. The Imperium has begun to push back the green tide, after centuries of near-unopposed orkish power in the Reach. Naval patrols from Task Force Lancer seek out hidden pirate bases and freebooter raiders, allowing Rogue Traders and Free Chartists to ply the Reach with relative security. The full force of Imperial law has yet to be felt outside of the systems near Lancer Station, but occasional patrols make their way out as far as Volstatt and Qantar, allowing trade to flow from the furthest systems of the Reach.

=== The Klunker Drift ===

An immense nebula filled with the drifting hulks of some forgotten war, the Klunker Drift is home to uncountable numbers of orks who spew forth at distressingly regular intervals. Navigating the Drift is almost impossible for Imperial ships, as pulsars within the nebula disrupt the Light of the Astronomican and render navigators near-blind in space, while Orkish ships seem to flit back and forth with the ease of a migrating seabird. Worlds with names like Konk, Git, and Red'un are surrounded by immense belts of roks and drifting hulks that often play home to far more orks than the planets themselves.

There is no unifying authority in the Klunker, no single mighty warboss to give the orks purpose and strategic drive, just a thousand competing warlords and freebooter captains who war against one another as eagerly as they war against the Imperium. Yet numbers have a quality all of their own, allowing the orks of the Drift to plunder hundreds of worlds over their long history, bringing back much of the spoils to their nebulous home.

=== The Lost Forges ===

In the distant past, the Adeptus Mechanicus maintained two great forge worlds in the Malerian expanse: Janus-Q7 and Xyra-39. Both were lost millenia ago with the collapse of Imperial power in the Expanse - Janus-Q7 to an unknown plague, and Xyra-39 to xenos attack. Their memories have echoed in the lore of the Machine Cult through the aeons since, legendary worlds where tech-priests broke boundaries and delved into the dark arts of technology. The forge world of Janus was known both for its biomantic arts, and for its great gravitic shipyard, the Cavor Pit, where techpriests assembled immense battleships and dreadnoughts within the core of the planet itself. Xyra, on the other hand, was known for its mastery of warp technology, teleport engines, and astropathic beacons. Knowledge lost with these forge-worlds set the servants of the Omnissiah back millennia.

With the Lancer Offensive, these worlds are once again within the reach of Imperial explorers. There is no doubt that a vast array of technological treasures are still to be found on the Lost Forges, for those willing to brave their dangers. Many have attempted to plumb their depths, but few have returned. Those that do speak of technological monstrosities, forgotten death traps, robotic guardians left to rot for millenia, and strange pillars that seem to warp the very laws of reality around them.

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

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[[Category:The Lavesgrie Exile]]

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Claudius|Claudius Nero Acrisias]] ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kaine|Deacon Obadias Kaine]] ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil|Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach]] ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive. Their new acquisition was faulty - afflicted so young, lacking both the experience and mature psyche, sufferer would be unable to get the full use of this benign psychosis, before going insane or too inhuman for normal communication - but for those couple of decades, left in the care of Adeptus Mechanicus, they could certainly get some use out of him. Especially, if the causes and genetic predisposition towards Meme-Virus could be studied and isolated.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
*Claudius has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== The ''Malleable Abyss'' ==

=== Stats ===

Class: Conquest-Class Star Galleon (1 shield, large, 3 cargo)

Persona: Ghostly. The ship has seen and suffered great tragedy during its long life (perhaps the biggest being that it was abandoned for so long), and sometimes manifests that.

Panoply: -1

Crew: 4/4

Hull Points: 8/8

Damaged Systems: none

==== Components & Systems ====

'''Blessed Teleportarium'''

When you '''activate the teleportarium''', roll +Adroit. On a 10+, you arrive on target. On a 7-9, you arrive, but choose 1:
*The teleportarium matrix scrambles your internal organs, suffer 2-harm ap.
*You arrive disorientated and sickened, take -1 ongoing until you can rest.
*Your beacon malfunctions, leaving you dangerously off-target.
On a miss, you’ve seen Star Trek. Anything could happen here.

'''Tenebro-Maze'''

The interior of the ship is laid out according to schematics and plans that evade comprehension, creating a maze-like tangle of facilities and passageways that will entrap the unwary. Take +1 to resist boarding actions, and auguries cannot accurately penetrate the interior of your vessel.

'''Weapons'''

Broadside (port/starboard):
*Pharos-pattern Las Battery (3-damage close/far)
*Sunhammer-pattern Lance (1-damage close/far precise)

=== Looks ===

Visibly old and somewhat tattered, with crumbling rusty metalwork, spires that are ruined but have been restored somewhat, worn-out stonework and passages. Basically something that looks very old and abandoned for a long time, but with visible signs of restoration work where it has been tarted up and repaired enough for use.

=== History ===

The ''Malleable Abyss'' has a long and generally horrid history. It was orginally built in the post-Heresy days to be a fine warship for the forces of the God-Emperor to fight back against those who turned to Chaos. But the ship was believed cursed from day one after suffering a Geller Field failure on its maiden voyage and losing a third of the crew to warp incursions. For the next few millenia, the ship pass through the hands of multiple commanders, each happy to be rid of it. It was eventually captured by pirates and used to plunder the sector before falling into the hands of Chaos forces. The ship was eventually recaptured by the Imperium and cleansed (the fortitude of the Machine spirit in resisting corruption was duly noted) and put back into service. But soon after that, the ship was attacked by Ork forces. Damage was high and the ship limped back towards port. A decision was made to scuttle it rather than repair it, but the ship mysteriously vanished into the warp before that was possible. Perhaps the machine spirit didn't want to die? The ship became a hulk, spending several more millenia floating through the warp, occasionally emerging for a century or two during which it was colonised by vermin, xenos and outcasts. Eventually, about a hundred years ago, the hulk was recovered by the Inquisition, with assistance from the tech-priesthood. After they realised its age, they opted to restore the ship as best they could rather than destroy it. Since then, the ship has been the property of the Inquisition.

It was then passed onto the newly minted Lady-Captain Lavesgrie, a brand new rogue trader in need of a ship. Lord Inquisitor Valerus arranged for the ship to be transferred to her when she was granted her warrant, purely because she needed a ship and this one happened to be handy.

The ship as always been called the ''Malleable Abyss''. Attempts to change it in the past resulted in the new lettering peeling off surprisingly fast. Kelara hasn't attempted to change the name - she quite likes it and feels it reflects her own mood over the whole matter.

=== The Crew ===

The crew have mostly been newly assembled from the capital world. That means that whilst many of them are inexperienced, all are trying to find a better life than where they had come from. There are also plenty of crew veterans who ship-hopped from other vessels seeking better pay, conditions and promotions. On the whole, it is a reasonable if tending towards inexperienced crew.

The crew haven't been together long enough to form any traditions as of yet. They do seem utterly convinced that the ship is haunted though and have taken to making the sign of the aquila whenever they enter a room. There also seem to be a higher than average number of priests amongst the crew - many of whom have been dragged along by superstitious crewmen hoping that the ship can be exorcised.

==== Navigator Lorquacious von der Maret ====

Lorquacious von der Maret, a ridiculous fat individual who lives permanently in his huge wide suspensor chair. The only thing bigger than von der Maret himself is his ego and his temper. He loathes his current assignment and makes no secret of it, thinking that his family name is far too superior for this deal.

==== Naviet Klixxis ====

A deathworld/voidborn cross who insists that she is married to the ship and that it is her husband. Naviet is the head helmsman and has proved to be impossible to part from the ship. The last attempt to do so resulted in two dead armsmen and several more in the medicae bay. Kelara has learned to just let Naviet do her thing. on the plus side she does seem to be a very good helmsman.

==== Felice-II ====

=== Places ===

==== The Command Bridge ====

==== Nil's Archive ====

==== Ori's Forge ====

==== Kaine's Chapel ====

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== High Admiral Jelena H. Kursk ===

As commander of Task Force Lancer, and the ranking officer of Battlefleet Idria in the Expanse, High Admiral Jelena Hyvar Kursk is the de-facto ruler of the Imperial-ruled systems in the Expanse. Under her leadership, the long war for the hive world of Restival is coming to a close, despite tepid support from the Administratum. If the Orkish threat is defeated, she will likely have the political power to take command of Battlefleet Idria itself and lead a full-scale offensive to claim the rest of the Lancer Reach.

Kursk is a distant cousin of Idrogynus Hyvar, and while she may not have much time for the man himself, she does have familial honour to uphold.

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

=== Battlefleet Idria ===

=== Craftworld Ora'Lyn ===

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

Located on the edge of the roiling Warp-Gulf of Maleria, Lancer Station is the fortress that supports the Imperium's continuing mission to reclaim the Maleria Expanse. The immense naval station has orbited the dwarf star Tyrannicus for nearly a century, lying at the end of the only charted warp route through the Gulf. For Rogue Traders, it is a trading post and meeting place, and all of the dynasties operating in the Expanse maintain offices and factotums aboard the station.

As the long campaigns on the hive-world of Restival-3 come to a close, it is an uncertain time for the inhabitants of Lancer Station. Though it will always be needed to guard the passage across the Gulf, many believe that the centre of trade and imperial activity will switch to the Restival system as soon as the greenskin menace is eliminated. Such a move would be catastrophic for the livelihoods of the station's inhabitants, many of whom have never known another world.

=== The Lancer Reach ===

Since the construction of Lancer Station, Imperial authority has begun to return to the expanse after millennia, and the worlds of the Lancer Reach have most definitely felt the Aquilla's grip. The Imperium has begun to push back the green tide, after centuries of near-unopposed orkish power in the Reach. Naval patrols from Task Force Lancer seek out hidden pirate bases and freebooter raiders, allowing Rogue Traders and Free Chartists to ply the Reach with relative security. The full force of Imperial law has yet to be felt outside of the systems near Lancer Station, but occasional patrols make their way out as far as Volstatt and Qantar, allowing trade to flow from the furthest systems of the Reach.

=== The Klunker Drift ===

An immense nebula filled with the drifting hulks of some forgotten war, the Klunker Drift is home to uncountable numbers of orks who spew forth at distressingly regular intervals. Navigating the Drift is almost impossible for Imperial ships, as pulsars within the nebula disrupt the Light of the Astronomican and render navigators near-blind in space, while Orkish ships seem to flit back and forth with the ease of a migrating seabird. Worlds with names like Konk, Git, and Red'un are surrounded by immense belts of roks and drifting hulks that often play home to far more orks than the planets themselves.

There is no unifying authority in the Klunker, no single mighty warboss to give the orks purpose and strategic drive, just a thousand competing warlords and freebooter captains who war against one another as eagerly as they war against the Imperium. Yet numbers have a quality all of their own, allowing the orks of the Drift to plunder hundreds of worlds over their long history, bringing back much of the spoils to their nebulous home.

=== The Lost Forges ===

In the distant past, the Adeptus Mechanicus maintained two great forge worlds in the Malerian expanse: Janus-Q7 and Xyra-39. Both were lost millenia ago with the collapse of Imperial power in the Expanse - Janus-Q7 to an unknown plague, and Xyra-39 to xenos attack. Their memories have echoed in the lore of the Machine Cult through the aeons since, legendary worlds where tech-priests broke boundaries and delved into the dark arts of technology. The forge world of Janus was known both for its biomantic arts, and for its great gravitic shipyard, the Cavor Pit, where techpriests assembled immense battleships and dreadnoughts within the core of the planet itself. Xyra, on the other hand, was known for its mastery of warp technology, teleport engines, and astropathic beacons. Knowledge lost with these forge-worlds set the servants of the Omnissiah back millennia.

With the Lancer Offensive, these worlds are once again within the reach of Imperial explorers. There is no doubt that a vast array of technological treasures are still to be found on the Lost Forges, for those willing to brave their dangers. Many have attempted to plumb their depths, but few have returned. Those that do speak of technological monstrosities, forgotten death traps, robotic guardians left to rot for millenia, and strange pillars that seem to warp the very laws of reality around them.

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T22:29:23Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* The Malleable Abyss */

[[Category:The Lavesgrie Exile]]

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Claudius|Claudius Nero Acrisias]] ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kaine|Deacon Obadias Kaine]] ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil|Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach]] ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive. Their new acquisition was faulty - afflicted so young, lacking both the experience and mature psyche, sufferer would be unable to get the full use of this benign psychosis, before going insane or too inhuman for normal communication - but for those couple of decades, left in the care of Adeptus Mechanicus, they could certainly get some use out of him. Especially, if the causes and genetic predisposition towards Meme-Virus could be studied and isolated.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
*Claudius has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== The ''Malleable Abyss'' ==

=== Stats ===

Class: Conquest-Class Star Galleon (1 shield, large, 3 cargo)

Persona: Ghostly. The ship has seen and suffered great tragedy during its long life (perhaps the biggest being that it was abandoned for so long), and sometimes manifests that.

Panoply: -1

Crew: 4/4

Hull Points: 8/8

Damaged Systems: none

==== Components & Systems ====

'''Blessed Teleportarium'''

When you '''activate the teleportarium''', roll +Adroit. On a 10+, you arrive on target. On a 7-9, you arrive, but choose 1:
*The teleportarium matrix scrambles your internal organs, suffer 2-harm ap.
*You arrive disorientated and sickened, take -1 ongoing until you can rest.
*Your beacon malfunctions, leaving you dangerously off-target.
On a miss, you’ve seen Star Trek. Anything could happen here.

'''Tenebro-Maze'''

The interior of the ship is laid out according to schematics and plans that evade comprehension, creating a maze-like tangle of facilities and passageways that will entrap the unwary. Take +1 to resist boarding actions, and auguries cannot accurately penetrate the interior of your vessel.

'''Weapons'''

Broadside (port/starboard):
*Pharos-pattern Las Battery (3-damage close/far)
*Sunhammer-pattern Lance (1-damage close/far precise)

=== Looks ===

Visibly old and somewhat tattered, with crumbling rusty metalwork, spires that are ruined but have been restored somewhat, worn-out stonework and passages. Basically something that looks very old and abandoned for a long time, but with visible signs of restoration work where it has been tarted up and repaired enough for use.

=== History ===

The ''Malleable Abyss'' has a long and generally horrid history. It was orginally built in the post-Heresy days to be a fine warship for the forces of the God-Emperor to fight back against those who turned to Chaos. But the ship was believed cursed from day one after suffering a Geller Field failure on its maiden voyage and losing a third of the crew to warp incursions. For the next few millenia, the ship pass through the hands of multiple commanders, each happy to be rid of it. It was eventually captured by pirates and used to plunder the sector before falling into the hands of Chaos forces. The ship was eventually recaptured by the Imperium and cleansed (the fortitude of the Machine spirit in resisting corruption was duly noted) and put back into service. But soon after that, the ship was attacked by Ork forces. Damage was high and the ship limped back towards port. A decision was made to scuttle it rather than repair it, but the ship mysteriously vanished into the warp before that was possible. Perhaps the machine spirit didn't want to die? The ship became a hulk, spending several more millenia floating through the warp, occasionally emerging for a century or two during which it was colonised by vermin, xenos and outcasts. Eventually, about a hundred years ago, the hulk was recovered by the Inquisition, with assistance from the tech-priesthood. After they realised its age, they opted to restore the ship as best they could rather than destroy it. Since then, the ship has been the property of the Inquisition.

It was then passed onto the newly minted Lady-Captain Lavesgrie, a brand new rogue trader in need of a ship. Lord Inquisitor Valerus arranged for the ship to be transferred to her when she was granted her warrant, purely because she needed a ship and this one happened to be handy.

The ship as always been called the ''Malleable Abyss''. Attempts to change it in the past resulted in the new lettering peeling off surprisingly fast. Kelara hasn't attempted to change the name - she quite likes it and feels it reflects her own mood over the whole matter.

=== The Crew ===

The crew have mostly been newly assembled from the capital world. That means that whilst many of them are inexperienced, all are trying to find a better life than where they had come from. There are also plenty of crew veterans who ship-hopped from other vessels seeking better pay, conditions and promotions. On the whole, it is a reasonable if tending towards inexperienced crew.

The crew haven't been together long enough to form any traditions as of yet. They do seem utterly convinced that the ship is haunted though and have taken to making the sign of the aquila whenever they enter a room. There also seem to be a higher than average number of priests amongst the crew - many of whom have been dragged along by superstitious crewmen hoping that the ship can be exorcised.

==== Navigator Lorquacious von der Maret ====

Lorquacious von der Maret, a ridiculous fat individual who lives permanently in his huge wide suspensor chair. The only thing bigger than von der Maret himself is his ego and his temper. He loathes his current assignment and makes no secret of it, thinking that his family name is far too superior for this deal.

==== Naviet Klixxis ====

A deathworld/voidborn cross who insists that she is married to the ship and that it is her husband. Naviet is the head helmsman and has proved to be impossible to part from the ship. The last attempt to do so resulted in two dead armsmen and several more in the medicae bay. Kelara has learned to just let Naviet do her thing. on the plus side she does seem to be a very good helmsman.

==== Felice-II ====

=== Places ===

==== Nil's Archive ====

==== Ori's Forge ====

==== Kaine's Chapel ====

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== High Admiral Jelena H. Kursk ===

As commander of Task Force Lancer, and the ranking officer of Battlefleet Idria in the Expanse, High Admiral Jelena Hyvar Kursk is the de-facto ruler of the Imperial-ruled systems in the Expanse. Under her leadership, the long war for the hive world of Restival is coming to a close, despite tepid support from the Administratum. If the Orkish threat is defeated, she will likely have the political power to take command of Battlefleet Idria itself and lead a full-scale offensive to claim the rest of the Lancer Reach.

Kursk is a distant cousin of Idrogynus Hyvar, and while she may not have much time for the man himself, she does have familial honour to uphold.

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

=== Battlefleet Idria ===

=== Craftworld Ora'Lyn ===

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

Located on the edge of the roiling Warp-Gulf of Maleria, Lancer Station is the fortress that supports the Imperium's continuing mission to reclaim the Maleria Expanse. The immense naval station has orbited the dwarf star Tyrannicus for nearly a century, lying at the end of the only charted warp route through the Gulf. For Rogue Traders, it is a trading post and meeting place, and all of the dynasties operating in the Expanse maintain offices and factotums aboard the station.

As the long campaigns on the hive-world of Restival-3 come to a close, it is an uncertain time for the inhabitants of Lancer Station. Though it will always be needed to guard the passage across the Gulf, many believe that the centre of trade and imperial activity will switch to the Restival system as soon as the greenskin menace is eliminated. Such a move would be catastrophic for the livelihoods of the station's inhabitants, many of whom have never known another world.

=== The Lancer Reach ===

Since the construction of Lancer Station, Imperial authority has begun to return to the expanse after millennia, and the worlds of the Lancer Reach have most definitely felt the Aquilla's grip. The Imperium has begun to push back the green tide, after centuries of near-unopposed orkish power in the Reach. Naval patrols from Task Force Lancer seek out hidden pirate bases and freebooter raiders, allowing Rogue Traders and Free Chartists to ply the Reach with relative security. The full force of Imperial law has yet to be felt outside of the systems near Lancer Station, but occasional patrols make their way out as far as Volstatt and Qantar, allowing trade to flow from the furthest systems of the Reach.

=== The Klunker Drift ===

An immense nebula filled with the drifting hulks of some forgotten war, the Klunker Drift is home to uncountable numbers of orks who spew forth at distressingly regular intervals. Navigating the Drift is almost impossible for Imperial ships, as pulsars within the nebula disrupt the Light of the Astronomican and render navigators near-blind in space, while Orkish ships seem to flit back and forth with the ease of a migrating seabird. Worlds with names like Konk, Git, and Red'un are surrounded by immense belts of roks and drifting hulks that often play home to far more orks than the planets themselves.

There is no unifying authority in the Klunker, no single mighty warboss to give the orks purpose and strategic drive, just a thousand competing warlords and freebooter captains who war against one another as eagerly as they war against the Imperium. Yet numbers have a quality all of their own, allowing the orks of the Drift to plunder hundreds of worlds over their long history, bringing back much of the spoils to their nebulous home.

=== The Lost Forges ===

In the distant past, the Adeptus Mechanicus maintained two great forge worlds in the Malerian expanse: Janus-Q7 and Xyra-39. Both were lost millenia ago with the collapse of Imperial power in the Expanse - Janus-Q7 to an unknown plague, and Xyra-39 to xenos attack. Their memories have echoed in the lore of the Machine Cult through the aeons since, legendary worlds where tech-priests broke boundaries and delved into the dark arts of technology. The forge world of Janus was known both for its biomantic arts, and for its great gravitic shipyard, the Cavor Pit, where techpriests assembled immense battleships and dreadnoughts within the core of the planet itself. Xyra, on the other hand, was known for its mastery of warp technology, teleport engines, and astropathic beacons. Knowledge lost with these forge-worlds set the servants of the Omnissiah back millennia.

With the Lancer Offensive, these worlds are once again within the reach of Imperial explorers. There is no doubt that a vast array of technological treasures are still to be found on the Lost Forges, for those willing to brave their dangers. Many have attempted to plumb their depths, but few have returned. Those that do speak of technological monstrosities, forgotten death traps, robotic guardians left to rot for millenia, and strange pillars that seem to warp the very laws of reality around them.

The Lavesgrie Exile:Theodora

2012-09-12T22:28:10Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* (Power Armour Name?) */

[[Category:The Lavesgrie Exile]]

= Sister Theodora Cain =

== History ==

== Looks ==

Fresh-faced and fair-haired, compact of build and quick and graceful. Theodora, when not in her power armour, usually wears simple white robes, but she has acquired a few other outfits which are better for blending in outside a convent, and which appeal to her vanity more. All in the interests of inconspicuous service, of course! She has a fleur-de-lis brand on her left shoulder, marking her membership of her Sisterhood.

== Stats ==

{| border="1" cellpadding="2"
|- align="center"
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Bold
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Hard
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Adroit
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Charm
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Will
|- align="center"
| +1 || +3 || 0 || +1 || -1
|}

=== Moves ===

==== Power Armor ====

When you '''don power armour''', roll +your armour’s Craft. On a 10+, hold 3; on a 7-9, hold 2; on a miss, hold 1. Spend your hold to activate your armour’s special moves.

==== Commando Infiltration ====

'''At the start of every session''', roll +Bold. On a 10+, hold 1+1. On a 7-9, hold 1. Whenever you want to infiltrate somewhere, spend your hold and boom, you’re there. If you hold +1, you take +1 forward on arrival. On a miss, the MC holds 1 over you and can spend it at any time to put you in a spot.

==== Stone Cold Killer ====

You gain +1 Hard. (Hard +3)

=== Bonds ===

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe him my life. (Okay, he's a little creepy, but he did get me out of a tough spot!)
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie. (And she ''will'' drag me into danger to do it. *sigh*)
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war. (Lucky girl! Wish I could be, too)
*I do not trust Claudius, for he is subtle and scheming. (And gets away with decadence a Sister never could!)

== Personal Gear ==

*St Michiko's Wrath: Double-headed Brutal Chainsword ''(5-Harm chain brutal messy unwieldy)
*Bolter (3-harm close/far bolt)
*Inferno pistol (3-harm close/hand ap flame)
*Flak Jacket (2 armour flak) +1 vs auto weapons
*Casual clothes (fit for blending in with several levels of society, which is the excuse I gave for getting them)
*Scourge of St Fiona

=== Seraphim-pattern MK2 Power Armour ===
''3-armour craft+2 power jump''

Armour special moves:
*Ignore the harm move when suffering damage.
*Take +1 Hard forward.
*Jump: Leap into the air, fly a distance, and land on your foe with terrible force.

*Actuator circuits (-clumsy)

The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara

2012-09-12T22:24:44Z

TheLoneAmigo:

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= Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie =

== History ==

== Stats ==

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|- align="center"
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Bold
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Hard
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Adroit
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Charm
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Will
|- align="center"
| +2 || -1 || 0 || +1 || +1
|}

=== Moves ===

==== Warrant of Trade ====

You have two opportunity endeavours, and 2-operations. You have a large ship, you have two obligation endeavours. Whenever you’re aboard your ship and you have some weeks or months of downtime, select endeavours up to your operations and roll +Bold. On a 10+, you get profit from all the endeavours you chose. On a 7-9, you get profit from at least 1; if you choose more than one, you get catastrophe from 1 and profit from the rest. On a miss, catastrophes all around. Whenever you open a new endeavour, you get +1 operations.

''' Endeavours '''

Opportunities:
*Troop transport (2-cargo: 2-profit / embattled)
*Pilgrim transport (2-cargo: 1-profit / disease)
Obligations:
*Vengeance against the Hyvar Dynasty (you victimise Hyvar/they humiliate you)
*Building a Rogue Trader dynasty (you build connections and influence/you're socially outcast)

==== Past Glories: Psychic Powers ====

When you have time to '''meditate for a few hours''', set your Psy Rating to 3. When you Psy Rating is 0, you cannot manifest any powers. You start with training in telepathy and divination.

When you attempt to '''manifest a psychic power''' within one of your disciplines, describe it. The MC may tell you 1-3 of the following conditions:
*You’ll need the assistance of an astropathic choir.
*It’ll require a few moments / minutes / tens of minutes.
*The best you’ll be able to do is a lesser version.
*Such a thing would be heretical at best.

If you choose to manifest it, roll +Will. On a hit, you manifest it successfully. On a 7-9, choose 1:
*You tax your abilities - take -1 Psy Rating.
*You draw unwelcome attention or put yourself in a spot.
*You must Hold True or suffer Insanity.
*One of the members of your astropathic choir burns out.
On a miss, you’ve opened yourself to the Warp’s terrible energies. Good luck.

=== Bonds ===

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

== Dynasty & Influence ==

The Lavesgrie Exile:Theodora

2012-09-12T22:24:22Z

TheLoneAmigo:

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= Sister Theodora Cain =

== History ==

== Looks ==

Fresh-faced and fair-haired, compact of build and quick and graceful. Theodora, when not in her power armour, usually wears simple white robes, but she has acquired a few other outfits which are better for blending in outside a convent, and which appeal to her vanity more. All in the interests of inconspicuous service, of course! She has a fleur-de-lis brand on her left shoulder, marking her membership of her Sisterhood.

== Stats ==

{| border="1" cellpadding="2"
|- align="center"
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Bold
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Hard
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Adroit
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Charm
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Will
|- align="center"
| +1 || +3 || 0 || +1 || -1
|}

=== Moves ===

==== Power Armor ====

When you '''don power armour''', roll +your armour’s Craft. On a 10+, hold 3; on a 7-9, hold 2; on a miss, hold 1. Spend your hold to activate your armour’s special moves.

==== Commando Infiltration ====

'''At the start of every session''', roll +Bold. On a 10+, hold 1+1. On a 7-9, hold 1. Whenever you want to infiltrate somewhere, spend your hold and boom, you’re there. If you hold +1, you take +1 forward on arrival. On a miss, the MC holds 1 over you and can spend it at any time to put you in a spot.

==== Stone Cold Killer ====

You gain +1 Hard. (Hard +3)

=== Bonds ===

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe him my life. (Okay, he's a little creepy, but he did get me out of a tough spot!)
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie. (And she ''will'' drag me into danger to do it. *sigh*)
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war. (Lucky girl! Wish I could be, too)
*I do not trust Claudius, for he is subtle and scheming. (And gets away with decadence a Sister never could!)

== Personal Gear ==

*St Michiko's Wrath: Double-headed Brutal Chainsword ''(5-Harm chain brutal messy unwieldy)
*Bolter (3-harm close/far bolt)
*Inferno pistol (3-harm close/hand ap flame)
*Flak Jacket (2 armour flak) +1 vs auto weapons
*Casual clothes (fit for blending in with several levels of society, which is the excuse I gave for getting them)
*Scourge of St Fiona

=== (Power Armour Name?) ===
''3-armour craft+2 power clumsy jump X''

Armour special moves:
*Ignore the harm move when suffering damage.
*Take +1 Hard forward.
*Jump: Leap into the air, fly a distance, and land on your foe with terrible force.

*Actuator circuits (-clumsy)

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T22:23:38Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* The Malleable Abyss */

[[Category:The Lavesgrie Exile]]

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Claudius|Claudius Nero Acrisias]] ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kaine|Deacon Obadias Kaine]] ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil|Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach]] ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive. Their new acquisition was faulty - afflicted so young, lacking both the experience and mature psyche, sufferer would be unable to get the full use of this benign psychosis, before going insane or too inhuman for normal communication - but for those couple of decades, left in the care of Adeptus Mechanicus, they could certainly get some use out of him. Especially, if the causes and genetic predisposition towards Meme-Virus could be studied and isolated.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
*Claudius has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== The ''Malleable Abyss'' ==

=== Stats ===

Class: Conquest-Class Star Galleon (1 shield, large, 3 cargo)

Persona: Ghostly. The ship has seen and suffered great tragedy during its long life (perhaps the biggest being that it was abandoned for so long), and sometimes manifests that.

==== Components & Systems ====

'''Blessed Teleportarium'''

When you '''activate the teleportarium''', roll +Adroit. On a 10+, you arrive on target. On a 7-9, you arrive, but choose 1:
*The teleportarium matrix scrambles your internal organs, suffer 2-harm ap.
*You arrive disorientated and sickened, take -1 ongoing until you can rest.
*Your beacon malfunctions, leaving you dangerously off-target.
On a miss, you’ve seen Star Trek. Anything could happen here.

'''Tenebro-Maze'''

The interior of the ship is laid out according to schematics and plans that evade comprehension, creating a maze-like tangle of facilities and passageways that will entrap the unwary. Take +1 to resist boarding actions, and auguries cannot accurately penetrate the interior of your vessel.

'''Weapons'''

Broadside (port/starboard):
*Pharos-pattern Las Battery (3-damage close/far)
*Sunhammer-pattern Lance (1-damage close/far precise)

=== Looks ===

Visibly old and somewhat tattered, with crumbling rusty metalwork, spires that are ruined but have been restored somewhat, worn-out stonework and passages. Basically something that looks very old and abandoned for a long time, but with visible signs of restoration work where it has been tarted up and repaired enough for use.

=== History ===

The ''Malleable Abyss'' has a long and generally horrid history. It was orginally built in the post-Heresy days to be a fine warship for the forces of the God-Emperor to fight back against those who turned to Chaos. But the ship was believed cursed from day one after suffering a Geller Field failure on its maiden voyage and losing a third of the crew to warp incursions. For the next few millenia, the ship pass through the hands of multiple commanders, each happy to be rid of it. It was eventually captured by pirates and used to plunder the sector before falling into the hands of Chaos forces. The ship was eventually recaptured by the Imperium and cleansed (the fortitude of the Machine spirit in resisting corruption was duly noted) and put back into service. But soon after that, the ship was attacked by Ork forces. Damage was high and the ship limped back towards port. A decision was made to scuttle it rather than repair it, but the ship mysteriously vanished into the warp before that was possible. Perhaps the machine spirit didn't want to die? The ship became a hulk, spending several more millenia floating through the warp, occasionally emerging for a century or two during which it was colonised by vermin, xenos and outcasts. Eventually, about a hundred years ago, the hulk was recovered by the Inquisition, with assistance from the tech-priesthood. After they realised its age, they opted to restore the ship as best they could rather than destroy it. Since then, the ship has been the property of the Inquisition.

It was then passed onto the newly minted Lady-Captain Lavesgrie, a brand new rogue trader in need of a ship. Lord Inquisitor Valerus arranged for the ship to be transferred to her when she was granted her warrant, purely because she needed a ship and this one happened to be handy.

The ship as always been called the ''Malleable Abyss''. Attempts to change it in the past resulted in the new lettering peeling off surprisingly fast. Kelara hasn't attempted to change the name - she quite likes it and feels it reflects her own mood over the whole matter.

=== The Crew ===

The crew have mostly been newly assembled from the capital world. That means that whilst many of them are inexperienced, all are trying to find a better life than where they had come from. There are also plenty of crew veterans who ship-hopped from other vessels seeking better pay, conditions and promotions. On the whole, it is a reasonable if tending towards inexperienced crew.

The crew haven't been together long enough to form any traditions as of yet. They do seem utterly convinced that the ship is haunted though and have taken to making the sign of the aquila whenever they enter a room. There also seem to be a higher than average number of priests amongst the crew - many of whom have been dragged along by superstitious crewmen hoping that the ship can be exorcised.

==== Navigator Lorquacious von der Maret ====

Lorquacious von der Maret, a ridiculous fat individual who lives permanently in his huge wide suspensor chair. The only thing bigger than von der Maret himself is his ego and his temper. He loathes his current assignment and makes no secret of it, thinking that his family name is far too superior for this deal.

==== Naviet Klixxis ====

A deathworld/voidborn cross who insists that she is married to the ship and that it is her husband. Naviet is the head helmsman and has proved to be impossible to part from the ship. The last attempt to do so resulted in two dead armsmen and several more in the medicae bay. Kelara has learned to just let Naviet do her thing. on the plus side she does seem to be a very good helmsman.

==== Felice-II ====

=== Places ===

==== Nil's Archive ====

==== Ori's Forge ====

==== Kaine's Chapel ====

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== High Admiral Jelena H. Kursk ===

As commander of Task Force Lancer, and the ranking officer of Battlefleet Idria in the Expanse, High Admiral Jelena Hyvar Kursk is the de-facto ruler of the Imperial-ruled systems in the Expanse. Under her leadership, the long war for the hive world of Restival is coming to a close, despite tepid support from the Administratum. If the Orkish threat is defeated, she will likely have the political power to take command of Battlefleet Idria itself and lead a full-scale offensive to claim the rest of the Lancer Reach.

Kursk is a distant cousin of Idrogynus Hyvar, and while she may not have much time for the man himself, she does have familial honour to uphold.

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

=== Battlefleet Idria ===

=== Craftworld Ora'Lyn ===

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

Located on the edge of the roiling Warp-Gulf of Maleria, Lancer Station is the fortress that supports the Imperium's continuing mission to reclaim the Maleria Expanse. The immense naval station has orbited the dwarf star Tyrannicus for nearly a century, lying at the end of the only charted warp route through the Gulf. For Rogue Traders, it is a trading post and meeting place, and all of the dynasties operating in the Expanse maintain offices and factotums aboard the station.

As the long campaigns on the hive-world of Restival-3 come to a close, it is an uncertain time for the inhabitants of Lancer Station. Though it will always be needed to guard the passage across the Gulf, many believe that the centre of trade and imperial activity will switch to the Restival system as soon as the greenskin menace is eliminated. Such a move would be catastrophic for the livelihoods of the station's inhabitants, many of whom have never known another world.

=== The Lancer Reach ===

Since the construction of Lancer Station, Imperial authority has begun to return to the expanse after millennia, and the worlds of the Lancer Reach have most definitely felt the Aquilla's grip. The Imperium has begun to push back the green tide, after centuries of near-unopposed orkish power in the Reach. Naval patrols from Task Force Lancer seek out hidden pirate bases and freebooter raiders, allowing Rogue Traders and Free Chartists to ply the Reach with relative security. The full force of Imperial law has yet to be felt outside of the systems near Lancer Station, but occasional patrols make their way out as far as Volstatt and Qantar, allowing trade to flow from the furthest systems of the Reach.

=== The Klunker Drift ===

An immense nebula filled with the drifting hulks of some forgotten war, the Klunker Drift is home to uncountable numbers of orks who spew forth at distressingly regular intervals. Navigating the Drift is almost impossible for Imperial ships, as pulsars within the nebula disrupt the Light of the Astronomican and render navigators near-blind in space, while Orkish ships seem to flit back and forth with the ease of a migrating seabird. Worlds with names like Konk, Git, and Red'un are surrounded by immense belts of roks and drifting hulks that often play home to far more orks than the planets themselves.

There is no unifying authority in the Klunker, no single mighty warboss to give the orks purpose and strategic drive, just a thousand competing warlords and freebooter captains who war against one another as eagerly as they war against the Imperium. Yet numbers have a quality all of their own, allowing the orks of the Drift to plunder hundreds of worlds over their long history, bringing back much of the spoils to their nebulous home.

=== The Lost Forges ===

In the distant past, the Adeptus Mechanicus maintained two great forge worlds in the Malerian expanse: Janus-Q7 and Xyra-39. Both were lost millenia ago with the collapse of Imperial power in the Expanse - Janus-Q7 to an unknown plague, and Xyra-39 to xenos attack. Their memories have echoed in the lore of the Machine Cult through the aeons since, legendary worlds where tech-priests broke boundaries and delved into the dark arts of technology. The forge world of Janus was known both for its biomantic arts, and for its great gravitic shipyard, the Cavor Pit, where techpriests assembled immense battleships and dreadnoughts within the core of the planet itself. Xyra, on the other hand, was known for its mastery of warp technology, teleport engines, and astropathic beacons. Knowledge lost with these forge-worlds set the servants of the Omnissiah back millennia.

With the Lancer Offensive, these worlds are once again within the reach of Imperial explorers. There is no doubt that a vast array of technological treasures are still to be found on the Lost Forges, for those willing to brave their dangers. Many have attempted to plumb their depths, but few have returned. Those that do speak of technological monstrosities, forgotten death traps, robotic guardians left to rot for millenia, and strange pillars that seem to warp the very laws of reality around them.

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T22:16:59Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Stats */

[[Category:The Lavesgrie Exile]]

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Claudius|Claudius Nero Acrisias]] ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kaine|Deacon Obadias Kaine]] ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil|Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach]] ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive. Their new acquisition was faulty - afflicted so young, lacking both the experience and mature psyche, sufferer would be unable to get the full use of this benign psychosis, before going insane or too inhuman for normal communication - but for those couple of decades, left in the care of Adeptus Mechanicus, they could certainly get some use out of him. Especially, if the causes and genetic predisposition towards Meme-Virus could be studied and isolated.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
*Claudius has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== The ''Malleable Abyss'' ==

=== Stats ===

Class: Conquest-Class Star Galleon (1 shield, large, 3 cargo)

Persona: Ghostly. The ship has seen and suffered great tragedy during its long life (perhaps the biggest being that it was abandoned for so long), and sometimes manifests that.

==== Components & Systems ====

'''Blessed Teleportarium'''

When you '''activate the teleportarium''', roll +Adroit. On a 10+, you arrive on target. On a 7-9, you arrive, but choose 1:
*The teleportarium matrix scrambles your internal organs, suffer 2-harm ap.
*You arrive disorientated and sickened, take -1 ongoing until you can rest.
*Your beacon malfunctions, leaving you dangerously off-target.
On a miss, you’ve seen Star Trek. Anything could happen here.

'''Tenebro-Maze'''

The interior of the ship is laid out according to schematics and plans that evade comprehension, creating a maze-like tangle of facilities and passageways that will entrap the unwary. Take +1 to resist boarding actions, and auguries cannot accurately penetrate the interior of your vessel.

'''Weapons'''

Broadside (port/starboard):
*Pharos-pattern Las Battery (3-damage close/far)
*Sunhammer-pattern Lance (1-damage close/far precise)

=== Looks ===

Visibly old and somewhat tattered, with crumbling rusty metalwork, spires that are ruined but have been restored somewhat, worn-out stonework and passages. Basically something that looks very old and abandoned for a long time, but with visible signs of restoration work where it has been tarted up and repaired enough for use.

=== History ===

The ''Malleable Abyss'' has a long and generally horrid history. It was orginally built in the post-Heresy days to be a fine warship for the forces of the God-Emperor to fight back against those who turned to Chaos. But the ship was believed cursed from day one after suffering a Geller Field failure on its maiden voyage and losing a third of the crew to warp incursions. For the next few millenia, the ship pass through the hands of multiple commanders, each happy to be rid of it. It was eventually captured by pirates and used to plunder the sector before falling into the hands of Chaos forces. The ship was eventually recaptured by the Imperium and cleansed (the fortitude of the Machine spirit in resisting corruption was duly noted) and put back into service. But soon after that, the ship was attacked by Ork forces. Damage was high and the ship limped back towards port. A decision was made to scuttle it rather than repair it, but the ship mysteriously vanished into the warp before that was possible. Perhaps the machine spirit didn't want to die? The ship became a hulk, spending several more millenia floating through the warp, occasionally emerging for a century or two during which it was colonised by vermin, xenos and outcasts. Eventually, about a hundred years ago, the hulk was recovered by the Inquisition, with assistance from the tech-priesthood. After they realised its age, they opted to restore the ship as best they could rather than destroy it. Since then, the ship has been the property of the Inquisition.

It was then passed onto the newly minted Lady-Captain Lavesgrie, a brand new rogue trader in need of a ship. Lord Inquisitor Valerus arranged for the ship to be transferred to her when she was granted her warrant, purely because she needed a ship and this one happened to be handy.

The ship as always been called the ''Malleable Abyss''. Attempts to change it in the past resulted in the new lettering peeling off surprisingly fast. Kelara hasn't attempted to change the name - she quite likes it and feels it reflects her own mood over the whole matter.

=== The Crew ===

The crew have mostly been newly assembled from the capital world. That means that whilst many of them are inexperienced, all are trying to find a better life than where they had come from. There are also plenty of crew veterans who ship-hopped from other vessels seeking better pay, conditions and promotions. On the whole, it is a reasonable if tending towards inexperienced crew.

The crew haven't been together long enough to form any traditions as of yet. They do seem utterly convinced that the ship is haunted though and have taken to making the sign of the aquila whenever they enter a room. There also seem to be a higher than average number of priests amongst the crew - many of whom have been dragged along by superstitious crewmen hoping that the ship can be exorcised.

==== Navigator Lorquacious von der Maret ====

Lorquacious von der Maret, a ridiculous fat individual who lives permanently in his huge wide suspensor chair. The only thing bigger than von der Maret himself is his ego and his temper. He loathes his current assignment and makes no secret of it, thinking that his family name is far too superior for this deal.

==== Naviet Klixxis ====

A deathworld/voidborn cross who insists that she is married to the ship and that it is her husband. Naviet is the head helmsman and has proved to be impossible to part from the ship. The last attempt to do so resulted in two dead armsmen and several more in the medicae bay. Kelara has learned to just let Naviet do her thing. on the plus side she does seem to be a very good helmsman.

==== Felice-II ====

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== High Admiral Jelena H. Kursk ===

As commander of Task Force Lancer, and the ranking officer of Battlefleet Idria in the Expanse, High Admiral Jelena Hyvar Kursk is the de-facto ruler of the Imperial-ruled systems in the Expanse. Under her leadership, the long war for the hive world of Restival is coming to a close, despite tepid support from the Administratum. If the Orkish threat is defeated, she will likely have the political power to take command of Battlefleet Idria itself and lead a full-scale offensive to claim the rest of the Lancer Reach.

Kursk is a distant cousin of Idrogynus Hyvar, and while she may not have much time for the man himself, she does have familial honour to uphold.

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

=== Battlefleet Idria ===

=== Craftworld Ora'Lyn ===

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

Located on the edge of the roiling Warp-Gulf of Maleria, Lancer Station is the fortress that supports the Imperium's continuing mission to reclaim the Maleria Expanse. The immense naval station has orbited the dwarf star Tyrannicus for nearly a century, lying at the end of the only charted warp route through the Gulf. For Rogue Traders, it is a trading post and meeting place, and all of the dynasties operating in the Expanse maintain offices and factotums aboard the station.

As the long campaigns on the hive-world of Restival-3 come to a close, it is an uncertain time for the inhabitants of Lancer Station. Though it will always be needed to guard the passage across the Gulf, many believe that the centre of trade and imperial activity will switch to the Restival system as soon as the greenskin menace is eliminated. Such a move would be catastrophic for the livelihoods of the station's inhabitants, many of whom have never known another world.

=== The Lancer Reach ===

Since the construction of Lancer Station, Imperial authority has begun to return to the expanse after millennia, and the worlds of the Lancer Reach have most definitely felt the Aquilla's grip. The Imperium has begun to push back the green tide, after centuries of near-unopposed orkish power in the Reach. Naval patrols from Task Force Lancer seek out hidden pirate bases and freebooter raiders, allowing Rogue Traders and Free Chartists to ply the Reach with relative security. The full force of Imperial law has yet to be felt outside of the systems near Lancer Station, but occasional patrols make their way out as far as Volstatt and Qantar, allowing trade to flow from the furthest systems of the Reach.

=== The Klunker Drift ===

An immense nebula filled with the drifting hulks of some forgotten war, the Klunker Drift is home to uncountable numbers of orks who spew forth at distressingly regular intervals. Navigating the Drift is almost impossible for Imperial ships, as pulsars within the nebula disrupt the Light of the Astronomican and render navigators near-blind in space, while Orkish ships seem to flit back and forth with the ease of a migrating seabird. Worlds with names like Konk, Git, and Red'un are surrounded by immense belts of roks and drifting hulks that often play home to far more orks than the planets themselves.

There is no unifying authority in the Klunker, no single mighty warboss to give the orks purpose and strategic drive, just a thousand competing warlords and freebooter captains who war against one another as eagerly as they war against the Imperium. Yet numbers have a quality all of their own, allowing the orks of the Drift to plunder hundreds of worlds over their long history, bringing back much of the spoils to their nebulous home.

=== The Lost Forges ===

In the distant past, the Adeptus Mechanicus maintained two great forge worlds in the Malerian expanse: Janus-Q7 and Xyra-39. Both were lost millenia ago with the collapse of Imperial power in the Expanse - Janus-Q7 to an unknown plague, and Xyra-39 to xenos attack. Their memories have echoed in the lore of the Machine Cult through the aeons since, legendary worlds where tech-priests broke boundaries and delved into the dark arts of technology. The forge world of Janus was known both for its biomantic arts, and for its great gravitic shipyard, the Cavor Pit, where techpriests assembled immense battleships and dreadnoughts within the core of the planet itself. Xyra, on the other hand, was known for its mastery of warp technology, teleport engines, and astropathic beacons. Knowledge lost with these forge-worlds set the servants of the Omnissiah back millennia.

With the Lancer Offensive, these worlds are once again within the reach of Imperial explorers. There is no doubt that a vast array of technological treasures are still to be found on the Lost Forges, for those willing to brave their dangers. Many have attempted to plumb their depths, but few have returned. Those that do speak of technological monstrosities, forgotten death traps, robotic guardians left to rot for millenia, and strange pillars that seem to warp the very laws of reality around them.

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T22:16:32Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* The Malleable Abyss */

[[Category:The Lavesgrie Exile]]

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Claudius|Claudius Nero Acrisias]] ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kaine|Deacon Obadias Kaine]] ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil|Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach]] ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive. Their new acquisition was faulty - afflicted so young, lacking both the experience and mature psyche, sufferer would be unable to get the full use of this benign psychosis, before going insane or too inhuman for normal communication - but for those couple of decades, left in the care of Adeptus Mechanicus, they could certainly get some use out of him. Especially, if the causes and genetic predisposition towards Meme-Virus could be studied and isolated.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
*Claudius has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== The ''Malleable Abyss'' ==

=== Stats ===

Class: Conquest-Class Star Galleon (1 shield, large, 3 cargo)

Persona: Ghostly. The ship has seen and suffered great tragedy during its long life (perhaps the biggest being that it was abandoned for so long), and sometimes manifests that.

==== Components & Systems

'''Blessed Teleportarium'''
When you '''activate the teleportarium''', roll +Adroit. On a 10+, you arrive on target. On a 7-9, you arrive, but choose 1:
*The teleportarium matrix scrambles your internal organs, suffer 2-harm ap.
*You arrive disorientated and sickened, take -1 ongoing until you can rest.
*Your beacon malfunctions, leaving you dangerously off-target.
On a miss, you’ve seen Star Trek. Anything could happen here.

'''Tenebro-Maze'''
The interior of the ship is laid out according to schematics and plans that evade comprehension, creating a maze-like tangle of facilities and passageways that will entrap the unwary. Take +1 to resist boarding actions, and auguries cannot accurately penetrate the interior of your vessel.

'''Weapons'''
Broadside (port/starboard):
*Pharos-pattern Las Battery (3-damage close/far)
*Sunhammer-pattern Lance (1-damage close/far precise)

=== Looks ===

Visibly old and somewhat tattered, with crumbling rusty metalwork, spires that are ruined but have been restored somewhat, worn-out stonework and passages. Basically something that looks very old and abandoned for a long time, but with visible signs of restoration work where it has been tarted up and repaired enough for use.

=== History ===

The ''Malleable Abyss'' has a long and generally horrid history. It was orginally built in the post-Heresy days to be a fine warship for the forces of the God-Emperor to fight back against those who turned to Chaos. But the ship was believed cursed from day one after suffering a Geller Field failure on its maiden voyage and losing a third of the crew to warp incursions. For the next few millenia, the ship pass through the hands of multiple commanders, each happy to be rid of it. It was eventually captured by pirates and used to plunder the sector before falling into the hands of Chaos forces. The ship was eventually recaptured by the Imperium and cleansed (the fortitude of the Machine spirit in resisting corruption was duly noted) and put back into service. But soon after that, the ship was attacked by Ork forces. Damage was high and the ship limped back towards port. A decision was made to scuttle it rather than repair it, but the ship mysteriously vanished into the warp before that was possible. Perhaps the machine spirit didn't want to die? The ship became a hulk, spending several more millenia floating through the warp, occasionally emerging for a century or two during which it was colonised by vermin, xenos and outcasts. Eventually, about a hundred years ago, the hulk was recovered by the Inquisition, with assistance from the tech-priesthood. After they realised its age, they opted to restore the ship as best they could rather than destroy it. Since then, the ship has been the property of the Inquisition.

It was then passed onto the newly minted Lady-Captain Lavesgrie, a brand new rogue trader in need of a ship. Lord Inquisitor Valerus arranged for the ship to be transferred to her when she was granted her warrant, purely because she needed a ship and this one happened to be handy.

The ship as always been called the ''Malleable Abyss''. Attempts to change it in the past resulted in the new lettering peeling off surprisingly fast. Kelara hasn't attempted to change the name - she quite likes it and feels it reflects her own mood over the whole matter.

=== The Crew ===

The crew have mostly been newly assembled from the capital world. That means that whilst many of them are inexperienced, all are trying to find a better life than where they had come from. There are also plenty of crew veterans who ship-hopped from other vessels seeking better pay, conditions and promotions. On the whole, it is a reasonable if tending towards inexperienced crew.

The crew haven't been together long enough to form any traditions as of yet. They do seem utterly convinced that the ship is haunted though and have taken to making the sign of the aquila whenever they enter a room. There also seem to be a higher than average number of priests amongst the crew - many of whom have been dragged along by superstitious crewmen hoping that the ship can be exorcised.

==== Navigator Lorquacious von der Maret ====

Lorquacious von der Maret, a ridiculous fat individual who lives permanently in his huge wide suspensor chair. The only thing bigger than von der Maret himself is his ego and his temper. He loathes his current assignment and makes no secret of it, thinking that his family name is far too superior for this deal.

==== Naviet Klixxis ====

A deathworld/voidborn cross who insists that she is married to the ship and that it is her husband. Naviet is the head helmsman and has proved to be impossible to part from the ship. The last attempt to do so resulted in two dead armsmen and several more in the medicae bay. Kelara has learned to just let Naviet do her thing. on the plus side she does seem to be a very good helmsman.

==== Felice-II ====

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== High Admiral Jelena H. Kursk ===

As commander of Task Force Lancer, and the ranking officer of Battlefleet Idria in the Expanse, High Admiral Jelena Hyvar Kursk is the de-facto ruler of the Imperial-ruled systems in the Expanse. Under her leadership, the long war for the hive world of Restival is coming to a close, despite tepid support from the Administratum. If the Orkish threat is defeated, she will likely have the political power to take command of Battlefleet Idria itself and lead a full-scale offensive to claim the rest of the Lancer Reach.

Kursk is a distant cousin of Idrogynus Hyvar, and while she may not have much time for the man himself, she does have familial honour to uphold.

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

=== Battlefleet Idria ===

=== Craftworld Ora'Lyn ===

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

Located on the edge of the roiling Warp-Gulf of Maleria, Lancer Station is the fortress that supports the Imperium's continuing mission to reclaim the Maleria Expanse. The immense naval station has orbited the dwarf star Tyrannicus for nearly a century, lying at the end of the only charted warp route through the Gulf. For Rogue Traders, it is a trading post and meeting place, and all of the dynasties operating in the Expanse maintain offices and factotums aboard the station.

As the long campaigns on the hive-world of Restival-3 come to a close, it is an uncertain time for the inhabitants of Lancer Station. Though it will always be needed to guard the passage across the Gulf, many believe that the centre of trade and imperial activity will switch to the Restival system as soon as the greenskin menace is eliminated. Such a move would be catastrophic for the livelihoods of the station's inhabitants, many of whom have never known another world.

=== The Lancer Reach ===

Since the construction of Lancer Station, Imperial authority has begun to return to the expanse after millennia, and the worlds of the Lancer Reach have most definitely felt the Aquilla's grip. The Imperium has begun to push back the green tide, after centuries of near-unopposed orkish power in the Reach. Naval patrols from Task Force Lancer seek out hidden pirate bases and freebooter raiders, allowing Rogue Traders and Free Chartists to ply the Reach with relative security. The full force of Imperial law has yet to be felt outside of the systems near Lancer Station, but occasional patrols make their way out as far as Volstatt and Qantar, allowing trade to flow from the furthest systems of the Reach.

=== The Klunker Drift ===

An immense nebula filled with the drifting hulks of some forgotten war, the Klunker Drift is home to uncountable numbers of orks who spew forth at distressingly regular intervals. Navigating the Drift is almost impossible for Imperial ships, as pulsars within the nebula disrupt the Light of the Astronomican and render navigators near-blind in space, while Orkish ships seem to flit back and forth with the ease of a migrating seabird. Worlds with names like Konk, Git, and Red'un are surrounded by immense belts of roks and drifting hulks that often play home to far more orks than the planets themselves.

There is no unifying authority in the Klunker, no single mighty warboss to give the orks purpose and strategic drive, just a thousand competing warlords and freebooter captains who war against one another as eagerly as they war against the Imperium. Yet numbers have a quality all of their own, allowing the orks of the Drift to plunder hundreds of worlds over their long history, bringing back much of the spoils to their nebulous home.

=== The Lost Forges ===

In the distant past, the Adeptus Mechanicus maintained two great forge worlds in the Malerian expanse: Janus-Q7 and Xyra-39. Both were lost millenia ago with the collapse of Imperial power in the Expanse - Janus-Q7 to an unknown plague, and Xyra-39 to xenos attack. Their memories have echoed in the lore of the Machine Cult through the aeons since, legendary worlds where tech-priests broke boundaries and delved into the dark arts of technology. The forge world of Janus was known both for its biomantic arts, and for its great gravitic shipyard, the Cavor Pit, where techpriests assembled immense battleships and dreadnoughts within the core of the planet itself. Xyra, on the other hand, was known for its mastery of warp technology, teleport engines, and astropathic beacons. Knowledge lost with these forge-worlds set the servants of the Omnissiah back millennia.

With the Lancer Offensive, these worlds are once again within the reach of Imperial explorers. There is no doubt that a vast array of technological treasures are still to be found on the Lost Forges, for those willing to brave their dangers. Many have attempted to plumb their depths, but few have returned. Those that do speak of technological monstrosities, forgotten death traps, robotic guardians left to rot for millenia, and strange pillars that seem to warp the very laws of reality around them.

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T22:12:05Z

TheLoneAmigo:

[[Category:The Lavesgrie Exile]]

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Claudius|Claudius Nero Acrisias]] ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kaine|Deacon Obadias Kaine]] ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil|Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach]] ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive. Their new acquisition was faulty - afflicted so young, lacking both the experience and mature psyche, sufferer would be unable to get the full use of this benign psychosis, before going insane or too inhuman for normal communication - but for those couple of decades, left in the care of Adeptus Mechanicus, they could certainly get some use out of him. Especially, if the causes and genetic predisposition towards Meme-Virus could be studied and isolated.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
*Claudius has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== The Malleable Abyss ==

=== Stats ===

Class: Conquest-Class Star Galleon (1 shield, large, 3 cargo)
Persona: Ghostly. The ship has seen and suffered great tragedy during its long life (perhaps the biggest being that it was abandoned for so long), and sometimes manifests that.
Archaic Components: Blessed Teleportarium and Tenebro-Maze
Weapons Components: Sunhammer Lance, Pharos Las-Battery

=== Looks ===

Visibly old and somewhat tattered, with crumbling rusty metalwork, spires that are ruined but have been restored somewhat, worn-out stonework and passages. Basically something that looks very old and abandoned for a long time, but with visible signs of restoration work where it has been tarted up and repaired enough for use.

=== History ===

The Malleable Abyss has a long and generally horrid history. It was orginally built in the post-Heresy days to be a fine warship for the forces of the God-Emperor to fight back against those who turned to Chaos. But the ship was believed cursed from day one after suffering a Geller Field failure on its maiden voyage and losing a third of the crew to warp incursions. For the next few millenia, the ship pass through the hands of multiple commanders, each happy to be rid of it. It was eventually captured by pirates and used to plunder the sector before falling into the hands of Chaos forces. The ship was eventually recaptured by the Imperium and cleansed (the fortitude of the Machine spirit in resisting corruption was duly noted) and put back into service. But soon after that, the ship was attacked by Ork forces. Damage was high and the ship limped back towards port. A decision was made to scuttle it rather than repair it, but the ship mysteriously vanished into the warp before that was possible. Perhaps the machine spirit didn't want to die? The ship became a hulk, spending several more millenia floating through the warp, occasionally emerging for a century or two during which it was colonised by vermin, xenos and outcasts. Eventually, about a hundred years ago, the hulk was recovered by the Inquisition, with assistance from the tech-priesthood. After they realised its age, they opted to restore the ship as best they could rather than destroy it. Since then, the ship has been the property of the Inquisition.

It was then passed onto the newly minted Lady-Captain Lavesgrie, a brand new rogue trader in need of a ship. Lord Inquisitor Valerus arranged for the ship to be transferred to her when she was granted her warrant, purely because she needed a ship and this one happened to be handy.

The ship as always been called the Malleable Abyss. Attempts to change it in the past resulted in the new lettering peeling off surprisingly fast. Kelara hasn't attempted to change the name - she quite likes it and feels it reflects her own mood over the whole matter.

=== The Crew ===

The crew have mostly been newly assembled from the capital world. That means that whilst many of them are inexperienced, all are trying to find a better life than where they had come from. There are also plenty of crew veterans who ship-hopped from other vessels seeking better pay, conditions and promotions. On the whole, it is a reasonable if tending towards inexperienced crew.

The crew haven't been together long enough to form any traditions as of yet. They do seem utterly convinced that the ship is haunted though and have taken to making the sign of the aquila whenever they enter a room. There also seem to be a higher than average number of priests amongst the crew - many of whom have been dragged along by superstitious crewmen hoping that the ship can be exorcised.

==== Navigator Lorquacious von der Maret ====

Lorquacious von der Maret, a ridiculous fat individual who lives permanently in his huge wide suspensor chair. The only thing bigger than von der Maret himself is his ego and his temper. He loathes his current assignment and makes no secret of it, thinking that his family name is far too superior for this deal.

==== Naviet Klixxis ====

A deathworld/voidborn cross who insists that she is married to the ship and that it is her husband. Naviet is the head helmsman and has proved to be impossible to part from the ship. The last attempt to do so resulted in two dead armsmen and several more in the medicae bay. Kelara has learned to just let Naviet do her thing. on the plus side she does seem to be a very good helmsman.

==== Felice-II ====

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== High Admiral Jelena H. Kursk ===

As commander of Task Force Lancer, and the ranking officer of Battlefleet Idria in the Expanse, High Admiral Jelena Hyvar Kursk is the de-facto ruler of the Imperial-ruled systems in the Expanse. Under her leadership, the long war for the hive world of Restival is coming to a close, despite tepid support from the Administratum. If the Orkish threat is defeated, she will likely have the political power to take command of Battlefleet Idria itself and lead a full-scale offensive to claim the rest of the Lancer Reach.

Kursk is a distant cousin of Idrogynus Hyvar, and while she may not have much time for the man himself, she does have familial honour to uphold.

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

=== Battlefleet Idria ===

=== Craftworld Ora'Lyn ===

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

Located on the edge of the roiling Warp-Gulf of Maleria, Lancer Station is the fortress that supports the Imperium's continuing mission to reclaim the Maleria Expanse. The immense naval station has orbited the dwarf star Tyrannicus for nearly a century, lying at the end of the only charted warp route through the Gulf. For Rogue Traders, it is a trading post and meeting place, and all of the dynasties operating in the Expanse maintain offices and factotums aboard the station.

As the long campaigns on the hive-world of Restival-3 come to a close, it is an uncertain time for the inhabitants of Lancer Station. Though it will always be needed to guard the passage across the Gulf, many believe that the centre of trade and imperial activity will switch to the Restival system as soon as the greenskin menace is eliminated. Such a move would be catastrophic for the livelihoods of the station's inhabitants, many of whom have never known another world.

=== The Lancer Reach ===

Since the construction of Lancer Station, Imperial authority has begun to return to the expanse after millennia, and the worlds of the Lancer Reach have most definitely felt the Aquilla's grip. The Imperium has begun to push back the green tide, after centuries of near-unopposed orkish power in the Reach. Naval patrols from Task Force Lancer seek out hidden pirate bases and freebooter raiders, allowing Rogue Traders and Free Chartists to ply the Reach with relative security. The full force of Imperial law has yet to be felt outside of the systems near Lancer Station, but occasional patrols make their way out as far as Volstatt and Qantar, allowing trade to flow from the furthest systems of the Reach.

=== The Klunker Drift ===

An immense nebula filled with the drifting hulks of some forgotten war, the Klunker Drift is home to uncountable numbers of orks who spew forth at distressingly regular intervals. Navigating the Drift is almost impossible for Imperial ships, as pulsars within the nebula disrupt the Light of the Astronomican and render navigators near-blind in space, while Orkish ships seem to flit back and forth with the ease of a migrating seabird. Worlds with names like Konk, Git, and Red'un are surrounded by immense belts of roks and drifting hulks that often play home to far more orks than the planets themselves.

There is no unifying authority in the Klunker, no single mighty warboss to give the orks purpose and strategic drive, just a thousand competing warlords and freebooter captains who war against one another as eagerly as they war against the Imperium. Yet numbers have a quality all of their own, allowing the orks of the Drift to plunder hundreds of worlds over their long history, bringing back much of the spoils to their nebulous home.

=== The Lost Forges ===

In the distant past, the Adeptus Mechanicus maintained two great forge worlds in the Malerian expanse: Janus-Q7 and Xyra-39. Both were lost millenia ago with the collapse of Imperial power in the Expanse - Janus-Q7 to an unknown plague, and Xyra-39 to xenos attack. Their memories have echoed in the lore of the Machine Cult through the aeons since, legendary worlds where tech-priests broke boundaries and delved into the dark arts of technology. The forge world of Janus was known both for its biomantic arts, and for its great gravitic shipyard, the Cavor Pit, where techpriests assembled immense battleships and dreadnoughts within the core of the planet itself. Xyra, on the other hand, was known for its mastery of warp technology, teleport engines, and astropathic beacons. Knowledge lost with these forge-worlds set the servants of the Omnissiah back millennia.

With the Lancer Offensive, these worlds are once again within the reach of Imperial explorers. There is no doubt that a vast array of technological treasures are still to be found on the Lost Forges, for those willing to brave their dangers. Many have attempted to plumb their depths, but few have returned. Those that do speak of technological monstrosities, forgotten death traps, robotic guardians left to rot for millenia, and strange pillars that seem to warp the very laws of reality around them.

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= Magos Biologis Orinoco-48 =

== History ==

== Looks ==

Ori resembles nothing so much as a cute, nerdy Administratum adept (except in red instead of black to white), complete with horn-rimmed spectacles and a smile that peeks out from under a voluminous hood. Under her flowing robes, however, she bears heavy augmentation (body core, musculoskeletal systems, outright replacement of arms and lower legs, parvogenetically engineered dermal armor enhancement, cerebral enhancement, cranial-based auger arrays/optical enhancement, neck-based MIU, superconductive CNS implants, leg-based magnetogravitic repulsor coils, arm-based electroprojection and ferromagnetic systems, among others), though after the cosmetic treatments and layerings of the Lathes' Collegium Diplomaticus, the only overtly augmented parts of her body are her lower torso (my boobs are natural, come and feel them!). As a concession to her Mechanicus status, she typically wears several mechadendrites anchored to the base of her spine, giving the impression of many writhing tails under her robes. For work which requires more mechanical assistance, she typically dons her power armor and Lathe-pattern servo-harness, which also allow her to support more obvious cyberlimbs and increases her physical strength. Ori has few nudity taboos, mainly because she believes that her implants are the "true flesh" and her fleshy bits are more of a set of comfortable clothing she puts on to not scare the meatbags.

On those occasions when she has/wants to interact with high society, she favors elaborate ballgowns with stockings and long gloves, as well as a choker to hide the MIU interface ports on the back of her neck; after all, she feels that she's already hiding her "true flesh" with meat sleeves, so a few more layers won't really hurt, and apparently some people find it sexy.

== Stats ==

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|- align="center"
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Bold
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Hard
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Adroit
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Charm
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Will
|- align="center"
| +1 || -1 || +2 || 0 || +1
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=== Moves ===

==== Technomancy ====

When you '''build, upgrade or repair a machine''' or '''attempt to get to the bottom of a scientific mystery''', describe what you want to do or know. The MC will say “sure, you can that but” and then 1-4 of the following things:
*You’ll need access to X.
*You’ll need to spend X profit.
*You’ll need help from X.
*You’ll need to go to X first.
*You’ll face X danger.
*You’ll need to disassemble X to make it.
*You’ll need to figure out X first.
*You’ll need to build/acquire X first.
*The best you’ll be able to do is a lesser version.
*It’ll take a significant amount of time - days, weeks, months.
*It’ll require heretical technology.
*It’ll require archeotech.
*It’ll require xenotech.

==== Commune with Machine Spirit ====

When you '''commune with the spirit of a machine''', roll +Adroit. On a 10+, ask 3 questions. On a 7-9, ask 1 question:
*Who and what made you?
*What is your purpose?
*How can I disable you?
*What have you been used to do recently?
*What’s wrong with you, and how can I fix you?
*Who handled you last, apart from me?
Take +1 forward when acting on the answers.

==== Magos Biologis ====

You can treat living things (including diseases) like they were machines for the purpose of your Explorator moves.

=== Bonds ===

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. (I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. (Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )
*Kelara has seen my human side. (Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. (If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)

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The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Claudius|Claudius Nero Acrisias]] ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kaine|Deacon Obadias Kaine]] ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil|Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach]] ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
**_____ has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

=== Craftworld Ora'Lyn ===

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

Located on the edge of the roiling Warp-Gulf of Maleria, Lancer Station is the fortress that supports the Imperium's continuing mission to reclaim the Maleria Expanse. The immense naval station has orbited the dwarf star Tyrannicus for nearly a century, lying at the end of the only charted warp route through the Gulf. For Rogue Traders, it is a trading post and meeting place, and all of the dynasties operating in the Expanse maintain offices and factotums aboard the station.

As the long campaigns on the hive-world of Restival-3 come to a close, it is an uncertain time for the inhabitants of Lancer Station. Though it will always be needed to guard the passage across the Gulf, many believe that the centre of trade and imperial activity will switch to the Restival system as soon as the greenskin menace is eliminated. Such amove would be catastrophic for the livelihoods of the station's inhabitants, many of whom have never known another world.

=== The Lancer Reach ===

=== The Klunker Drift ===

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T04:29:38Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Organisations & Influence */

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Claudius|Claudius Nero Acrisias]] ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kaine|Deacon Obadias Kaine]] ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil|Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach]] ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
**_____ has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

=== Craftworld Ora'Lyn ===

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

=== The Lancer Reach ===

=== The Klunker Drift ===

The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil

2012-09-12T04:24:25Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Archive */

[[Category:The Lavesgrie Exile]]

= Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach =

== History ==

== Looks ==

INSERT LOOKS HERE.

== Stats ==

{| border="1" cellpadding="2"
|- align="center"
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Bold
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Hard
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Adroit
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Charm
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Will
|- align="center"
| 0 || +1 || +3 || 0 || +1
|}

=== Moves ===

==== Keeper of Lore ====

When '''trawl the archive for important lore''', roll +Adroit. On a hit, you can ask the MC questions based on what you’ve found. On a 10+, ask 3. On a 7-9, ask 1 and your archive needs more knowledge on this subject (+1 Desire).
*What are the causes, antecedents or origins of X?
*What do legends and histories speak of X?
*What are the most dangerous aspects of X?
*What is the recommended way of defeating X?
*Where has X been seen before and what did X do there?

==== Knowledge from the Beyond ====

Take +1 Adroit (max +3)

==== World-Lore ====

When you '''first set foot on a new world''', hold 2. You can spend your hold 1-for-1 to give yourself or someone else +1 to a roll based on your knowledge of that world, or ask a question of the MC:
*What valuable things does this world hold or produce?
*What dangers do they speak of on this world?
*What are the important customs and traditions of this world?

=== Bonds ===

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
*_____ has something I desire; I must have it (does someone have anything interesting?.. Theodora's relic scoriada? Claudius' crystal card-deck?)

== Archive ==

''Desire=0''

As long as your archive’s Desire is 3 or less, you can search the archive for something useful. Describe the situation and roll +Adroit. The MC’s job is to think of something useful to the situation at hand and have your archive give it forth. On a 10+, your archive’s Desire stays where it is. On a 7-9, give it +1 Desire. On a miss, it immediately goes to Desire +4.

As long as your archive’s Desire is 3 or less, you can go into your archive for items of value. Take something out worth 1-profit and add +2 Desire.

At the beginning of the session, roll +Desire. On a 10+, the MC holds 3. On a 7-9, the MC holds 1. During the session, the MC can spend their hold to:
*Name a thing present. Your archive must have it. When you give it to your archive, mark experience and give your archive -1 Desire.
*Name something you have taken out of your archive. Your archive must have it back. When you give it to your archive, mark experience and give your archive -1 Desire.
*Speak of a thing, person, event, place, or organisation. Your archive must learn its secrets. When you discover its secrets and store them in your archive, mark experience and give your archive -1 Desire.

If your archive has Desire+4, take -1 ongoing.

'''Features'''
*Contains: extensive star charts and scrolls of world-lore;
*Contains: xenological specimens and lore
*(Contains: something else that either crew or Inquisitor are interested in?)
*Forbidden: If authorities were to learn of your archive, you would be subject to Inquisitorial sanction and death. Naturally.

== Personal Gear ==

The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil

2012-09-12T04:23:50Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Archive */

[[Category:The Lavesgrie Exile]]

= Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach =

== History ==

== Looks ==

INSERT LOOKS HERE.

== Stats ==

{| border="1" cellpadding="2"
|- align="center"
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Bold
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Hard
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Adroit
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Charm
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Will
|- align="center"
| 0 || +1 || +3 || 0 || +1
|}

=== Moves ===

==== Keeper of Lore ====

When '''trawl the archive for important lore''', roll +Adroit. On a hit, you can ask the MC questions based on what you’ve found. On a 10+, ask 3. On a 7-9, ask 1 and your archive needs more knowledge on this subject (+1 Desire).
*What are the causes, antecedents or origins of X?
*What do legends and histories speak of X?
*What are the most dangerous aspects of X?
*What is the recommended way of defeating X?
*Where has X been seen before and what did X do there?

==== Knowledge from the Beyond ====

Take +1 Adroit (max +3)

==== World-Lore ====

When you '''first set foot on a new world''', hold 2. You can spend your hold 1-for-1 to give yourself or someone else +1 to a roll based on your knowledge of that world, or ask a question of the MC:
*What valuable things does this world hold or produce?
*What dangers do they speak of on this world?
*What are the important customs and traditions of this world?

=== Bonds ===

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
*_____ has something I desire; I must have it (does someone have anything interesting?.. Theodora's relic scoriada? Claudius' crystal card-deck?)

== Archive ==

''Desire=0''

As long as your archive’s Desire is 3 or less, you can search the archive for something useful. Describe the situation and roll +Adroit. The MC’s job is to think of something useful to the situation at hand and have your archive give it forth. On a 10+, your archive’s Desire stays where it is. On a 7-9, give it +1 Desire. On a miss, it immediately goes to Desire +4.

As long as your archive’s Desire is 3 or less, you can go into your archive for items of value. Take something out worth 1-profit and add +2 Desire.

At the beginning of the session, roll +Desire. On a 10+, the MC holds 3. On a 7-9, the MC holds 1. During the session, the MC can spend their hold to:
Name a thing present. Your archive must have it. When you give it to your archive, mark experience and give your archive -1 Desire.
Name something you have taken out of your archive. Your archive must have it back. When you give it to your archive, mark experience and give your archive -1 Desire.
Speak of a thing, person, event, place, or organisation. Your archive must learn its secrets. When you discover its secrets and store them in your archive, mark experience and give your archive -1 Desire.

If your archive has Desire+4, take -1 ongoing.

'''Features'''
*Contains: extensive star charts and scrolls of world-lore;
*Contains: xenological specimens and lore
*(Contains: something else that either crew or Inquisitor are interested in?)
*Forbidden: If authorities were to learn of your archive, you would be subject to Inquisitorial sanction and death. Naturally.

== Personal Gear ==

The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil

2012-09-12T04:22:38Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Keeper of Lore */

The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil

2012-09-12T04:22:11Z

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The Lavesgrie Exile:Kaine

2012-09-12T04:17:36Z

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[[Category:The Lavesgrie Exile]]

= Deacon Obadias Kaine =

== History ==

== Looks ==

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

== Stats ==

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|- align="center"
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Bold
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Hard
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Adroit
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Charm
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Will
|- align="center"
| -1 || 0 || -1 || +2 || +2
|}

=== Moves ===

==== His Will Be Done ====

When you '''set forth your flock to do His will''', choose missions up to your flock’s fervor and roll +Will. On a 10+, all your missions are successful. On a 7-9, all but one of your missions are successful. On a miss, catastrophe all around.

==== Speak the Emperor's Truth ====

When you '''speak the Emperor’s truth to a mob''', roll +Charm. On a 10+, hold 3. On a 7-9, hold 1. Spend your hold 1-for-1 to have the mob:
*bring people forward and deliver them.
*bring forward all their precious things.
*unite and fight for you as a gang (2-harm 0-armor size appropriate).
*fall into an orgy of uninhibited emotion: copulating, lamenting, fighting, sharing, celebrating, as you choose.
*go quietly back to their lives.

==== Confessor's Eye ====

When you read a person, roll +Will instead of +Adroit. In addition to the normal questions, you can ask:
*Why do you feel guilt?
*What punishment do you believe you deserve?
*What is your single greatest lie?

=== Bonds ===

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

== Flock ==

''large 2-fervor televangelism vulnerable:heresy

In his wanderings as a missionary of the Imperial Creed, Kaine has gathered a huge entourage of fellow travellers, junior priests, and pilgrims who are attracted to his unorthodox interpretation of the Emperor's Truth. When they set forth to bring the light of the Emperor to a heathen world, they are well-equipped with vox-casters, pict-scrolls, and comms equipment, enough to allow Kaine's words to blanket the planet.

'''Features'''
*An assortment of junior priests, pilgrims, and penitents.
*A zealous drive to bring the Emperor’s light to distant worlds (2-fervor)
*Your flock is unusually large, perhaps even a thousand members. (size: large)
*Your flock includes skilled propagandists and doctrinators. (+televangelism)
*Your flock follows an unorthodox variant of the Imperial Faith. (+vulnerable:heresy)

'''Missions'''
*Proselytism (acquire converts/threatened by violence)
*Charity (generate goodwill/endangered)
*Education (generate goodwill/awaken heresy)
*Chastisement (sinners are chastised/sinners redouble their sins)
*Witch-hunting (find the heretics/captured by the heretics)
*Tithe-gathering (receive tithes/inspire heresy)
*Shrine-building (shrine inspires faith/shrine inspires hatred)
*Healing works (diseases are cured/infected)

== Personal Gear ==

*Power sword ''(3-harm ap hand)''
*Las pistol ''(2-harm close/hand las)''
*Mesh armour ''(2-armour)''
*Crystalline tarot deck ''(valuable ancient totem)''

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T04:09:26Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach */

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Claudius|Claudius Nero Acrisias]] ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kaine|Deacon Obadias Kaine]] ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Nil|Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach]] ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
**_____ has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

=== The Lancer Reach ===

=== The Klunker Drift ===

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T04:08:56Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Deacon Obadias Kaine */

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Claudius|Claudius Nero Acrisias]] ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kaine|Deacon Obadias Kaine]] ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
**_____ has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

=== The Lancer Reach ===

=== The Klunker Drift ===

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[[Category:The Lavesgrie Exile]]

= Claudius Nero Acrisias =

== History ==

== Looks ==

Claudius will almost always wear a flashy hat with many-coloured feathers which has the added effect of always drawing attention, something which makes him a great distraction. He also wears an amulet hewn from a gemstone, inside he keeps a picture of his beloved who he can never see again.

== Stats ==

{| border="1" cellpadding="2"
|- align="center"
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Bold
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Hard
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Adroit
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Charm
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Will
|- align="center"
| +2 || -1 || +1 || +3 || 0
|}

=== Moves ===

==== Let Chance Decide ====

Whenever you have a difficult decision, you can choose to '''let chance decide'''. When you let chance decide, there’s a 50-50 chance of it going either way. For example:
Heads you live, tails I kill you.
Red I skip town, black I stay.
Odd I take the drugs, even I shoot the seller.
Whatever chance decides, you can choose to '''fight against it''' or '''go with the flow'''. If you '''fight against it''', you’re '''now on the downside'''. If you '''go with the flow''', you’re now '''on top of the world'''.

When you’re '''on top of the world''', take +1 ongoing. When you’re '''on the downside''', take -1 ongoing.

==== Lady Luck ====

'''At the start of every session''', or when there is some downtime, roll +Charm. On a 10+, luck is on your side, you earn 1-profit from gambling, you’re '''on top of the world''' and the MC holds 2 over you. On a 7-9, either you’re '''on top of the world''' and the MC holds 3 over you, or you’re '''on the downside''' and the MC holds nothing over you. On a miss, you’re '''on the downside''' and the MC holds 2 on you.

The MC can spend their hold at any time to force you to let chance decide.

==== Fencer's Grace ====

When wearing stylish clothing and fighting hand-to-hand, you have 2-armour.

==== Charming Scoundrel ====

Take +1 Charm (max +3).

=== Bonds ===

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== Personal Gear ==

*Power sword ''(3-harm ap hand)''
*Las pistol ''(2-harm close/hand las)''
*Mesh armour ''(2-armour)''
*Crystalline tarot deck ''(valuable ancient totem)''

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T04:08:00Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Claudius Nero Acrisias */

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Claudius|Claudius Nero Acrisias]] ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== Deacon Obadias Kaine ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
**_____ has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

=== The Lancer Reach ===

=== The Klunker Drift ===

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T03:58:46Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Sister Theodora Cain */

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Theodora|Sister Theodora Cain]] ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== Claudius Nero Acrisias ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== Deacon Obadias Kaine ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
**_____ has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

=== The Lancer Reach ===

=== The Klunker Drift ===

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TheLoneAmigo: /* Bonds */

= Sister Theodora Cain =

== History ==

== Looks ==

Fresh-faced and fair-haired, compact of build and quick and graceful. Theodora, when not in her power armour, usually wears simple white robes, but she has acquired a few other outfits which are better for blending in outside a convent, and which appeal to her vanity more. All in the interests of inconspicuous service, of course!

== Stats ==

{| border="1" cellpadding="2"
|- align="center"
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Bold
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Hard
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Adroit
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Charm
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Will
|- align="center"
| +1 || +2 || 0 || +1 || -1
|}

=== Moves ===

==== Power Armor ====

When you '''don power armour''', roll +your armour’s Craft. On a 10+, hold 3; on a 7-9, hold 2; on a miss, hold 1. Spend your hold to activate your armour’s special moves.

==== Commando Infiltration ====

'''At the start of every session''', roll +Bold. On a 10+, hold 1+1. On a 7-9, hold 1. Whenever you want to infiltrate somewhere, spend your hold and boom, you’re there. If you hold +1, you take +1 forward on arrival. On a miss, the MC holds 1 over you and can spend it at any time to put you in a spot.

==== UNDETERMINED ====

Pick a third arch-militant move.

=== Bonds ===

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

== Personal Gear ==

*SIGNATURE WEAPON ''(stats)
*Other weapons?
*Other armour?

=== (Power Armour Name?) ===
''3-armour craft+2 power clumsy jump X''

Armour special moves:
*Ignore the harm move when suffering damage.
*Take +1 Hard forward.
*Jump: Leap into the air, fly a distance, and land on your foe with terrible force.

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2012-09-12T03:56:58Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* UNDETERMINED */

= Sister Theodora Cain =

== History ==

== Looks ==

Fresh-faced and fair-haired, compact of build and quick and graceful. Theodora, when not in her power armour, usually wears simple white robes, but she has acquired a few other outfits which are better for blending in outside a convent, and which appeal to her vanity more. All in the interests of inconspicuous service, of course!

== Stats ==

{| border="1" cellpadding="2"
|- align="center"
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Bold
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Hard
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Adroit
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Charm
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Will
|- align="center"
| +1 || +2 || 0 || +1 || -1
|}

=== Moves ===

==== Power Armor ====

When you '''don power armour''', roll +your armour’s Craft. On a 10+, hold 3; on a 7-9, hold 2; on a miss, hold 1. Spend your hold to activate your armour’s special moves.

==== Commando Infiltration ====

'''At the start of every session''', roll +Bold. On a 10+, hold 1+1. On a 7-9, hold 1. Whenever you want to infiltrate somewhere, spend your hold and boom, you’re there. If you hold +1, you take +1 forward on arrival. On a miss, the MC holds 1 over you and can spend it at any time to put you in a spot.

==== UNDETERMINED ====

Pick a third arch-militant move.

=== Bonds ===

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. (I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. (Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )
*Kelara has seen my human side. (Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. (If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)

== Personal Gear ==

*SIGNATURE WEAPON ''(stats)
*Other weapons?
*Other armour?

=== (Power Armour Name?) ===
''3-armour craft+2 power clumsy jump X''

Armour special moves:
*Ignore the harm move when suffering damage.
*Take +1 Hard forward.
*Jump: Leap into the air, fly a distance, and land on your foe with terrible force.

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= Sister Theodora Cain =

== History ==

== Looks ==

Fresh-faced and fair-haired, compact of build and quick and graceful. Theodora, when not in her power armour, usually wears simple white robes, but she has acquired a few other outfits which are better for blending in outside a convent, and which appeal to her vanity more. All in the interests of inconspicuous service, of course!

== Stats ==

{| border="1" cellpadding="2"
|- align="center"
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Bold
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Hard
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Adroit
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Charm
! scope="col" width="100pt" | Will
|- align="center"
| +1 || +2 || 0 || +1 || -1
|}

=== Moves ===

==== Power Armor ====

When you '''don power armour''', roll +your armour’s Craft. On a 10+, hold 3; on a 7-9, hold 2; on a miss, hold 1. Spend your hold to activate your armour’s special moves.

==== Commando Infiltration ====

'''At the start of every session''', roll +Bold. On a 10+, hold 1+1. On a 7-9, hold 1. Whenever you want to infiltrate somewhere, spend your hold and boom, you’re there. If you hold +1, you take +1 forward on arrival. On a miss, the MC holds 1 over you and can spend it at any time to put you in a spot.

==== UNDETERMINED ====

You can treat living things (including diseases) like they were machines for the purpose of your Explorator moves.

=== Bonds ===

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. (I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. (Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )
*Kelara has seen my human side. (Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. (If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)

== Personal Gear ==

*SIGNATURE WEAPON ''(stats)
*Other weapons?
*Other armour?

=== (Power Armour Name?) ===
''3-armour craft+2 power clumsy jump X''

Armour special moves:
*Ignore the harm move when suffering damage.
*Take +1 Hard forward.
*Jump: Leap into the air, fly a distance, and land on your foe with terrible force.

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T03:49:39Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Magos Biologis Orinoco-48 */

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== [[The_Lavesgrie_Exile:Orinoco|Magos Biologis Orinoco-48]] ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== Sister Theodora Cain ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== Claudius Nero Acrisias ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== Deacon Obadias Kaine ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
**_____ has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

=== The Lancer Reach ===

=== The Klunker Drift ===

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= Magos Biologis Orinoco-48 =

== History ==

== Looks ==

Ori resembles nothing so much as a cute, nerdy Administratum adept (except in red instead of black to white), complete with horn-rimmed spectacles and a smile that peeks out from under a voluminous hood. Under her flowing robes, however, she bears heavy augmentation (body core, musculoskeletal systems, outright replacement of arms and lower legs, parvogenetically engineered dermal armor enhancement, cerebral enhancement, cranial-based auger arrays/optical enhancement, neck-based MIU, superconductive CNS implants, leg-based magnetogravitic repulsor coils, arm-based electroprojection and ferromagnetic systems, among others), though after the cosmetic treatments and layerings of the Lathes' Collegium Diplomaticus, the only overtly augmented parts of her body are her lower torso (my boobs are natural, come and feel them!). As a concession to her Mechanicus status, she typically wears several mechadendrites anchored to the base of her spine, giving the impression of many writhing tails under her robes. For work which requires more mechanical assistance, she typically dons her power armor and Lathe-pattern servo-harness, which also allow her to support more obvious cyberlimbs and increases her physical strength. Ori has few nudity taboos, mainly because she believes that her implants are the "true flesh" and her fleshy bits are more of a set of comfortable clothing she puts on to not scare the meatbags.

On those occasions when she has/wants to interact with high society, she favors elaborate ballgowns with stockings and long gloves, as well as a choker to hide the MIU interface ports on the back of her neck; after all, she feels that she's already hiding her "true flesh" with meat sleeves, so a few more layers won't really hurt, and apparently some people find it sexy.

== Stats ==

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=== Moves ===

==== Technomancy ====

When you '''build, upgrade or repair a machine''' or '''attempt to get to the bottom of a scientific mystery''', describe what you want to do or know. The MC will say “sure, you can that but” and then 1-4 of the following things:
*You’ll need access to X.
*You’ll need to spend X profit.
*You’ll need help from X.
*You’ll need to go to X first.
*You’ll face X danger.
*You’ll need to disassemble X to make it.
*You’ll need to figure out X first.
*You’ll need to build/acquire X first.
*The best you’ll be able to do is a lesser version.
*It’ll take a significant amount of time - days, weeks, months.
*It’ll require heretical technology.
*It’ll require archeotech.
*It’ll require xenotech.

==== Commune with Machine Spirit ====

When you '''commune with the spirit of a machine''', roll +Adroit. On a 10+, ask 3 questions. On a 7-9, ask 1 question:
*Who and what made you?
*What is your purpose?
*How can I disable you?
*What have you been used to do recently?
*What’s wrong with you, and how can I fix you?
*Who handled you last, apart from me?
Take +1 forward when acting on the answers.

==== Magos Biologis ====

You can treat living things (including diseases) like they were machines for the purpose of your Explorator moves.

=== Bonds ===

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. (I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. (Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )
*Kelara has seen my human side. (Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. (If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)

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= Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie =

== History ==

== Stats ==

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=== Moves ===

==== Warrant of Trade ====

You have two opportunity endeavours, and 2-operations. You have a large ship, you have two obligation endeavours. Whenever you’re aboard your ship and you have some weeks or months of downtime, select endeavours up to your operations and roll +Bold. On a 10+, you get profit from all the endeavours you chose. On a 7-9, you get profit from at least 1; if you choose more than one, you get catastrophe from 1 and profit from the rest. On a miss, catastrophes all around. Whenever you open a new endeavour, you get +1 operations.

''' Endeavours '''

Opportunities:
*Troop transport (2-cargo: 2-profit / embattled)
*Pilgrim transport (2-cargo: 1-profit / disease)
Obligations:
*Vengeance against the Hyvar Dynasty (you victimise Hyvar/they humiliate you)
*Building a Rogue Trader dynasty (you build connections and influence/you're socially outcast)

==== Past Glories: Psychic Powers ====

When you have time to '''meditate for a few hours''', set your Psy Rating to 3. When you Psy Rating is 0, you cannot manifest any powers. You start with training in telepathy and divination.

When you attempt to '''manifest a psychic power''' within one of your disciplines, describe it. The MC may tell you 1-3 of the following conditions:
*You’ll need the assistance of an astropathic choir.
*It’ll require a few moments / minutes / tens of minutes.
*The best you’ll be able to do is a lesser version.
*Such a thing would be heretical at best.

If you choose to manifest it, roll +Will. On a hit, you manifest it successfully. On a 7-9, choose 1:
*You tax your abilities - take -1 Psy Rating.
*You draw unwelcome attention or put yourself in a spot.
*You must Hold True or suffer Insanity.
*One of the members of your astropathic choir burns out.
On a miss, you’ve opened yourself to the Warp’s terrible energies. Good luck.

=== Bonds ===

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

== Dynasty & Influence ==

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= Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie =

== History ==

== Stats ==

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= Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie =

== History ==

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= Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie =

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Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T03:21:36Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie */

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== [[The Lavesgrie Exile:Kelara|Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie]] ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== Magos Biologis Orinoco-48 ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== Sister Theodora Cain ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== Claudius Nero Acrisias ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== Deacon Obadias Kaine ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
**_____ has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

=== The Lancer Reach ===

=== The Klunker Drift ===

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T03:19:13Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Player Characters */

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== Magos Biologis Orinoco-48 ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== Sister Theodora Cain ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== Claudius Nero Acrisias ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== Deacon Obadias Kaine ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
**_____ has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

=== The Lancer Reach ===

=== The Klunker Drift ===

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T03:18:46Z

TheLoneAmigo:

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== Magos Biologis Orinoco-48 ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== Sister Theodora Cain ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== Claudius Nero Acrisias ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== Deacon Obadias Kaine ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
**_____ has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

== Systems & Locations ==

=== Idrian Sector ===

=== Lancer Station ===

=== The Lancer Reach ===

=== The Klunker Drift ===

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T03:17:44Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Bonds */

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== Magos Biologis Orinoco-48 ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== Sister Theodora Cain ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== Claudius Nero Acrisias ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== Deacon Obadias Kaine ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

'''Kelara'''

*Nil has served me well and should be rewarded.
*Ori-48 is a powerful ally but a dangerous one.
*I have to maintain the loyalty of Claudius or my dynasty (what exists of it!) may be in threat.
*I am looking forward to sharing a bottle of amasec with Theodora.

'''Theodora'''

*Nihilus has fought by my side before, I owe them my life.
*I have sworn to protect Kelara Lavesgrie.
*Ori-48 is soft and ignorant of the ways of war.
*I do not trust Claudius, for they are subtle and scheming.

'''Orinoco'''

*Claudius would make an excellent subject for my experiments. ''(I have no sense of humor, he says?! We'll see about that!)''
*I fear that Kaine does not respect the works of the Omnissiah. ''(Commissar Cain had cyberpinkies! Praise the Omnissiah! Or else. )''
*Kelara has seen my human side. ''(Well, I let everyone see my human sides... and front. And back. Hey, that guy back in the Collegium Diplomaticus said I should show flesh to build rapport with you meatbags!)''
*I owe a debt to Nil for their assistance with my works. ''(If I could just get at his archive... he must have all sorts of juicy data in there and he's not sharing because he's selfish! Hmm... maybe I could build him a girlfriend and loot his datavault while she keeps him busy. To the drawing board!)''

'''Nil'''

*Orinoco-48 envies my archive; I must not let them steal from it.
*I will record the exploits of Kelara Lavesgrie for all posterity.
**_____ has something I desire; I must have it

'''Kaine'''

*Claudius Nero Acrisias is straying from the Emperor’s truth, I must save them.
*I have seen the sins of Ori-48, and they are many.
*Sister Theodora Cain is a faithful servant of the Emperor, and a friend.
*Kelara Lavesgrie has aided my flock in the past, and I will aid them in return.

'''Claudius'''

*I don’t think Ori has much of a sense of humour.
*I’d like to see Theodora relax a little.
*Kelara intrigues me, I must know more.
*Obadias and I go way back; they’ve got my back in a pinch.

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

== Systems & Locations ==

== Idrian Sector ==

== Lancer Station ==

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T03:03:36Z

TheLoneAmigo:

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== Magos Biologis Orinoco-48 ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== Sister Theodora Cain ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== Claudius Nero Acrisias ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== Deacon Obadias Kaine ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

=== Bonds ===

== Major NPCs ==

=== Lord-Captain Idrogynus Hyvar ===

=== Lord Inquisitor Valerus ===

=== Farseer Mirileth Ora'kadriell ===

=== Cards MacKenzie ===

=== Layla the Knife ===

== Organisations & Influence ==

=== The Hyvar Dynasty ===

''Kelara: Enmity +2

=== The Idrian Conclave ===

''Kelara: Influence +2

== Systems & Locations ==

== Idrian Sector ==

== Lancer Station ==

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T02:54:41Z

TheLoneAmigo: /* Deacon Obadias Kaine */

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== Magos Biologis Orinoco-48 ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== Sister Theodora Cain ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== Claudius Nero Acrisias ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== Deacon Obadias Kaine ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

Rogue Trader: The Lavesgrie Exile

2012-09-12T02:53:59Z

TheLoneAmigo:

The Lavesgrie Exile is a [https://docs.google.com/folder/d/0B3c8gGVv-YzVZmVpXzBsMlQteVU/edit Rogue Trader: Apocalypse] PbP game on the RPG.net forums.

We follow the adventures of the exiled Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie, once a powerful Inquisitor of the Ordos Xenos, and the intrepid crew of the ''Malleable Abyss'', as they journey into the Maleria Expanse.

== Introduction ==

''It is a time of untold opportunity amongst the stars.''

''For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the vast Imperium of Man for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day so that he may never truly die.''

''Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the Warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in His name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat to humanity from aliens, heretics, mutants -- and far, far worse. To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions.''

''Yet to be a Rogue Trader is reject the fate the fate given to you and instead rule your own destiny. It is to carry the light of the Emperor into the darkest reaches of the cosmos. It is to be the sole lord of a miles-long starship. It is to be above the reach of the Emperor's law.
''
''There is no greater freedom imaginable.''

== Player Characters ==

=== Lady-Captain Kelara Lavesgrie ===

''Rogue Trader''

Kelara Lavesgrie had been born to be an inquisitor, or that's what she kept telling everyone anyway. Initially from the schola progenium, she had been recruited directly into the service of the Ordo Xenos, rising up through the ranks, first as an acolyte then interrogator. Her finest day was when she was granted the rosette of a full inquisitor.

For many decades, she traveled throughout the sector, laying the smack down on xenos and more importantly, those who dealt with xenos. Of course, this made her unpopular with various shady organisations who profitted from such things, including a couple of rogue traders who seemed happy to ignore the clauses in their warrant about resticting such activites to outside the bounds of the Imperium. One such rogue trader was Lord Idrogynus Hyvar, the head of a very ancient and powerful dynasty, who thought that gave him the leeway to do whatever he wanted. He even once stated: 'Pah the Inquisition? That's for keeping the lower classes in line. I have no reason to fear it or even respect it'.

Kelara decided to make it her personal quest to correct him on a few matters and started to lead a true crusade against Hyvar's operations. For many years the battle between them raged... but ultimately ended up with Kelara's defeat. With vast resources and influence on his side, Hyvar played dirty and managed to get Kelara discredited within the Inquisition. Perhaps sensing that this was more trouble that it was worth, Kelara's masters in the Inquisition made the decision to strip her rosette and remove her from service. They weren't completely cruel though - or rather, they thought -very- carefully ahead, and arranged for Kelara to be granted a Warrant of Trade and a ship.

Now Kelara Lavesgrie is a rogue trader with the title of Lady-Captain. She no longer had the life she had made for herself or the power she once held. Instead she has a new life and a new kind of power. Bitter about her loss, but resolved to make the most of this new life, Kelara is dutifully trying to learn how to be a good rogue trader. Byt Lord Hyvar is still out there, and neither of them are about the let their grudge end just like that...

=== Magos Biologis Orinoco-48 ===

''Explorator''

Orinoco-48 is the latest iteration of the series of clones made from the gene-sperm of the original Archmagos Orinoco-Primus, a brilliant yet quirky elder of the Mechanicus who vanished into the reaches of the Koronus Expanse several centuries after pioneering exploration through the Maw. Orinoco-48 (Ori for short) was decanted from her Iron Womb and raised in as staunchly orthodoxical an environment as the Calixian Mechanicus could provide for her, in the hopes of grooming her heritage of tech-mastery while minimizing the borderline-heretical flesh-loving tendencies that got Orinoco Primus tapped for suicide duty in the first place.

Unfortunately, madnessgenius goes hand in hand with deviance, and the elders were resigned to sighing electronically and hoping that No. 49 would turn out better, even as they ceded Ori to a Rogue Trader's fleet to get her out of their hair. Ori, on the other hand, doesn't seem to have noticed. Or if she does, she's hiding it very well...

In general, Orinoco favors minimal and/or elegant augmentation. Not for her the beefy machinator arrays or the enhanced bionic frames of the Myrmidons! In fact, before being dumped into the Explorator fleets, she'd actually volunteered to serve with the Emissaries of the Lathe, and as a result she has received cosmetic surgery to reduce the inhuman cast of her implants and augmetics, as well as lessons on Imperial etiquette (it is not, in fact, polite to introduce yourself to a layman by looking for their dataport with your MIU sensor-tendrils. Most unaugmented people do not have dataports). Fortunately, those lessons seem to have taken, and Ori can actually pass for a functional member of Imperial society, albeit one who shakes hands with mechadendrites and doesn't seem to have heard of the concept of personal space.

=== Sister Theodora Cain ===

''Arch-Militant

Sister Theodora Cain is the daughter of Hero of the Imperium Commissar Ciaphas Cain and an unknown woman when Commissar Cain was martyred for the third time. She was of course accepted into the Schola Progenium as the orphaned daughter of a hero, and raised to revere the memory of her father as well as Him on Earth. It was a little embarrassing for all when it turned out he wasn't dead after all, but that made no difference to Theodora's education as Commissar Cain was too far away, and too busy fighting the enemies of mankind, to get involved in the raising of a child.

Theodora had a troubled time in the Schola, however. She grew up learning her lessons well, true, but she was also among the children most likely to be found sneaking around after lights out, and was under suspicion of having cheated on several exams. Only the influence of an Inquisitor, Amberley Vail, kept Theodora on track for membership of the Adepta Sororitas, and on her graduating into that hallowed order, she would likely not have lasted long under it's discipline. Fortunately for her, the Inquisitor was curious to see what Theodora could achieve with her talents in a less restrictive environment, and pulled a few strings to get the young Sister accepted onto the bridge crew of a Rogue Trader's vessel. Theodora is overjoyed at the chance to see the galaxy, though she hides a certain amount of fear that she might actually have to live up to her father's reputation while she's out there.

=== Claudius Nero Acrisias ===

''Dilettante

Claudius Nero Acrisias was born on Valsram, a hive world. He was raised far from the teeming masses, he was the son of the patriarch of the Acrisias family. He would have been the heir of the family fortune and the massive factories that were under their control, but that was not to be. Claudius fell in love, not like his previous loves which were nothing compared to this. He loved her with all his heart but she did not see him, ignored him even. She would soon marry the son of another dynasty and he had to do something. He created a dispute between the two which led to a duel. He cut down his beloved’s true love in front of her. She cried out against him, proclaiming her eternal hatred.

Claudius immediately understood and left as soon as he could, fleeing from his failure into a life of decadence, taking only his most important possessions with him. His beautiful power sabre, his clothing and a crystal deck of cards which he had bought for an astronomical price.

Claudius has become utterly decadent, pursuing every pleasure which he can find, as long as his looks stay good. This is what he is especially proud of, Claudius has long blonde hair and wears expensive jewelry, just to show off. Somehow he has been lucky enough to stay completely unscarred from his many fights, although very expensive surgeries also play their part. Despite his frivolous outlook on life there are things which he offers to a captain. Claudius is a highly skilled swordsman and has more than average talent for getting people to like him, and tell him their secrets.

=== Deacon Obadias Kaine ===

''Missionary

Kaine is a thin, rather unassuming man in his mid twenties (strangely young for a priest) whose appearance seems at odds with the fiery spirit within him. He carries himself with a humble but slightly noble air, speaking softly but, when called for, carries a large metaphorical stick when he must. While it is clear from the sureness of his speech that he was noble born, he often places his sermons in ways that the flock can easily understand. This manner of preaching has won him many favors in the crew, as well as his belief in leading by example.

Kaine's dress lacks the large amount of ostentatious ornamentation that appears to be a requirement. Indeed, he is often seen in rather plain clothes, but always with the sign of the Aquila present. This style of dress expands itself to his chapel, which seems to bear little more then benches, a number of stained glass windows and candles, without even a pulpit for him to harp the words of the Imperial Creed. In some ways, Kaine appears to distance himself from the rest of the Ecclesiarchy and the few times when he is inebriated enough to talk about the Church shows that his words are not favorable.

=== Nihilus “Nil” Ceallach ===

''Archivist

Data-Spiders of Urom are a hereditary position – there is no one amongst their ranks who is not part of the dynasty. Yet merely being born to one of the privileged servants of Magos Arda is no guarantee that one will become a Data-Spider himself. Life on a Forge World is never so lenient. Every few years, dozens of children, seven to nine years old scions of data-spider dynasties, are rounded up and put in a pitch-black room, with nothing but monochrome holo-displays and chirping consoles for company. Then endless streams of data from hundreds of sources are streamed to them to be processed. The trial lasts for days and no respite is given – one would have to catch up after any attempted sleep.

Surprisingly enough, there is no punishment for failure – other than a lifetime of mediocrity and menial service. But those who are able to keep up with the data, are set to become Data-Spiders proper.

Nihilus, of Ceallach dynasty, found himself deeply changed by the trial. He fell into a state more reminiscent of a feeding frenzy rather than a cold process of memorization, calculation and distribution. Feeling strongly that his newly acquired craving was an unnatural and frightening thing, he nonetheless was unable and unwilling to fight it. “Meme-virus” the tech-priests called it, notably pleased, if apprehensive.

But those streams of data, concerning mostly tithes and production quotas, felt too dry and monotonous – and Nil was rarely given anything else. He could have been a data-addict, yet he was also nearly a child – something that his superiors did not give any consideration. He possessed not yet the meticulous eye of an aged savant, but restless curiosity of youth that meme-virus has only served to deepen.

Which is why he escaped to the Explorator vessel. That was trivial, really, considering what he was able to learn of the ship's procedures and hierarchy in a month or so he spent planning.

Nil crossed paths with Inquisitor Lavesgrie during her ill-fated personal crusade against Rogue Traders of the Maleria Expanse. Among the Explorators crew, he was the only one able and willing to provide her with the information she sought – much to the chagrin of the tight-lipped tech-priests, who intended at least to extract some future boon from the Holy Ordos. He proved to be quite a nuisance from the moment he got aboard – unsanctioned access to the Explorators' data-vaults, spending too much time with the tech and specimens best left alone and his simply offending multidisciplinary expertise. And propensity to share his understanding with unauthorized personnel. In no uncertain terms he was informed that his company was no longer welcome.
Most fortunate then that Inquisitor Lavesgrie had use of someone of his abilities. Just as planned.

Inquisitorial service changed him further. He still looks a youth, but his demeanor is nothing like it was. Just as he foolishly desired, Holy Ordos provided him with knowledge no-one else dares to harbour – and he is troubled by what he had to learn. His discipline has grown, yet he admits that he had become dependent – Kelara keeps him in line and guides him, lest he delves in the secrets no-one was meant to know. Thus Nihilus readily followed his Mistress in her fall-from-grace – but her current status may yet prove to be ripe with opportunity. After all, there is so much to learn and to discover between the stars, where the fortune of the future House Lavesgrie undoubtedly lie – and if he has to help build it from ground up, it is the least he can do for his Mistress.

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