Warhammer, Rogue Trader Notes

In order to survive on Lucian's Breath and similar icy planets, the reptile's metabolism rate is greatly reduced, and the body temperature is only slightly higher than the surrounding ice environment.Its lifespan can also be measured in centuries, and according to the largest report of the discovery, the animal can grow to tens of meters long and can eat an entire vehicle in one bite.

Its skin and body are translucent, and there will be mottled patches on the skin to aid in camouflage. It has four tentacles and a huge mouth with a large number of transparent teeth. When it attacks, it will consume the accumulated energy in its body. With a lot of energy, body temperature will rise rapidly, and the external manifestation is a large amount of steam that comes with it. The environmental changes brought about by this steam greatly increase the success rate of this ghost thing's attack.

This thing is not worthless.Its translucent leather is a treasured collection of xenologists, and it is also an excellent material for concealment cloaks, and even more precious is the crystal-like teeth in its mouth, which are decorations and works of art that hive nobles flock to.

Siegel has captured a few reptiles before, but he really hasn't tried eating the creature's flesh.

When done well, looking at these translucent slices of meat feels nothing.But when he captured this thing, he could see the undigested things inside through the skin and muscles of this thing.

various things.

However, the meat quality is really good, very crisp and tender, and the cold taste that is fed back from time to time is very interesting.But the so-called brain sauce is a little...disgusting.

The live Thornmaw was given up by Siegel. If it was dead, he might try it again. If the live thing was not essential, it would easily become unseemly to eat.

The promethium soup tastes weird, but the taste is okay. After using tools to remove the obvious spikes on the sand spider eggs, Siegel also tried to put this thing in his mouth.

How to describe the taste of this thing, Siegel worked hard to control his masticatory muscles, so that he could fully chew the contents while closing his mouth.

It must be chewed fully, the sand spider egg shell is very hard and brittle, and the stuff inside is sticky, greasy and crooked.

Siegel sifted out something from his mouth, and after taking it out from the corner of his mouth, it was the legs of sand spider larvae.

Resisting the urge to spit out the contents of his mouth, he rinsed the contents of his mouth with the remaining promethium soup.

As for the rest, he didn't think about it at all.

Igrain looked at Siegel, and then at the dishes in front of her.

[Should I try it too? 】

After noticing that Siegel had eaten these two dishes, everyone at the banquet looked at him with admiration.

When Siegel smiled and blew on the candles on the banquet table, and blew out a fire dragon, the atmosphere of the entire banquet reached its peak. The people in the port of arrival cheered, and their culture was understood and recognized.

People who were unwilling to be robbed of the limelight by Siegel also began to talk about some information that should have been spread in private...

Igrain watched as Siegel quietly injected himself with a few injections while the crowd cheered.

"Want to try it?" Siegel noticed Igrein's little action before, "Don't match anything, try the meat of that creeper, it's not bad."

"As for the rest, forget it..."

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After the banquet, it was already late at night at the port of arrival.The dim lights were almost completely useless, and the street below lay in hazy shadows.

The other foods at the banquet were pretty normal, at least Siegel could use these things to suppress stomach discomfort and fill his stomach.

"The prophecy will be interpreted tomorrow. If you want to hear the interpretation of the prophecy, you must receive an invitation. The way to receive the invitation is to participate in an auction in the Obsidian Empire. Only those whose bids are approved by the Seven Witches can get the invitation Letter." On the way back, Siegel sorted out what he had gained at the banquet, "So what do you have in these news?"

He didn't seem to notice that Igrain had been looking at his side face, and asked casually: "I hope I can find out more information from the banquet than you, otherwise I might as well send someone to follow you directly. "

"I don't know about the auction..." Igrain replied, "I only know that if I want to understand the prophecy, I have to go to the Obsidian Empire tomorrow. But, are you sure your people can keep up with me?"

"If you don't try, who knows?" Siegel shrugged, "It's like there are always some people who want to challenge some impossible tasks."

The night in the port of arrival is dangerous, especially when two people are walking on a particularly dark and lonely street.All the residents who could barely be called peaceful in the port of arrival disappeared.

Two mutants and three scum came out of the shadows in front of them, blocking their way.But Siegel turned his head, and four other scumbags appeared behind the two of them, blocking their retreat.

"You know, Igrain, the current situation reminds me of our encounter." Siegel put his hand casually on the saber at his waist, and his plasma pistol was taken away by Igrain, and his waist A laser pistol in the middle holster.

"Indeed, I sometimes recall that day." Igrain smiled and lifted his skirt, "How is your condition?"

"What do you mean?" Siegel and Igrein looked at these assassins back to back. They held crude automatic guns and shotguns in their hands, and looked at their prey with confidence.

"I mean, it's easy to throw up when you're exercising so much after eating so much."

"I don't think so, do you want to make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

"How about a kiss?"

"Don't think about it! Given what you ate tonight, I won't kiss you!" With a "stab", Igrain tore off his skirt, revealing the short skirt and black stockings inside, and Various weapons strapped to the thigh.

The broken skirt was thrown towards the assassins, and he took out two star pistols pinned to his legs with both hands, and began to shoot fully automatic at the assassins.

Siegel also took out a laser pistol, pierced a killer's head, and then took Igrain to avoid shooting from the gunman behind him.

He took Igrein behind the bunker, and then sprinted to the side of the assassins. The saber cut off the opponent's gun and the arm he was holding. After a few flashes of light, the killers lay dead on the street. After one of the two mutants died, the rest also fled.

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These dishes are not made up by me, I will briefly introduce the "effect" of eating the dishes

The first course, the Furious Winterfin Creeper Garakon Brain Jam, was edible, but disgusting.

Effect: After passing a toughness test, the person who fails will have cramps, and deduct 1 point of toughness bonus and 5 point of strength bonus within 1D1 hours (these two data are related to damage calculation.)

It's 7 o'clock in the morning, and I'm going to take the exam next, and I'll see if there is a third update for the rest of the dishes in the evening before continuing to introduce

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Today is my birthday, so ask for a ticket

Volume [-] Fear Pearl: Chapter [-] Feckward

Siegel and Igrain looked at the killer who was seriously injured and survived on the ground. He kept cursing the emperor in his mouth, and wanted to drag his body and escape from here.

"Tsk, sometimes tenacious vitality is not a good thing." Siegel looked at the other party's bleeding wound, and stepped on it to help the other party stop the bleeding.

Seeing the other party's grateful wailing, Siegel asked the other party: "Tell me, who sent you here?"

"Eh! Damn it... Eh!" Siegel was not interested in hearing how the other party insulted him, so he increased the strength on his feet and choked back all the other's words.

"Listen, if this wound is treated in time, your life can still be saved. If you delay any longer, you can only ask me to give you a quicker death."

"So, tell me, who sent you here."

"I said, I said! Our boss sent us here. It is a powerful person looking for him, hoping that we can get rid of you."

"Are you going to prevaricate me with this?" Siegel raised his eyebrows, picked up the saber and passed through the opponent's fingers. The decomposition of the stand burned the hairs on the fingers, and there was a faint protein burn in the air. Muddy.

"What else do you know?!"

"I just know he's one of the participants in tomorrow night's auction and he wants to settle his rivals before the auction starts."

"anything else?"

"It's really gone!" Seeing that Siegel was about to chop off his hand when he lifted the saber, the killer hurriedly shouted: "Yes! Yes! There is one more, I have seen that person's appearance."

"Although he can't see clearly, he wears a strange breathing mask, walks with a hunchback, and often looks around."

Seeing that he really couldn't ask any more questions, Siegel turned around and picked up the torn skirt from the ground, and directly bandaged it on the opponent's wound.

After tying the knot very roughly, Siegel looked at the moaning assassin on the ground and said, "You'd better start singing the praises of the emperor from now on, maybe you can still live."

After speaking, he and Igrain got up and left.

"It's Feckward?" Igrein is no longer a newcomer to the expansion area a few years ago, and she also knows the general idea of ​​the wandering traders wandering in the expansion area.

"Have you dealt with him?" Although it was an interrogative sentence, Siegel would not be surprised. Clokin Fekward is a famous cold trade player and slave trader in the expansion area.

The latter is his main label, because of the cold trade, almost every Rogue Trader

Everyone has a share.

"Yes, when I first inherited the dynasty, the two of us once had some conflicts over an Eldar relic." Igrain said disgustedly: "The sailors of Armengard were instigated by such scum Rebellion, I was almost mad at the time."

It's no wonder that the treatment of sailors in the Armengard Dynasty is almost the best, even Siegel can't match it.A complete family system has been formed on each deck of the Armengardian ship, and both sailors and ships can exert the greatest combat effectiveness.

Siegel can't do it. The sailors and ships of the four dynasty cruisers are all in a state of running-in with each other.The treatment of Foster's sailors is considered to be above average, but the high "elimination rate" has caused the tacit understanding between the sailors and the ship to never improve.

"His connections in the underground world are indeed very high, and he can infiltrate the sailors on the middle and lower decks through various channels." Just as Siegel and the State Church are getting closer and closer, Feckward is with the expansion area and the card All kinds of criminal tycoons in the Lysis sector are inextricably linked, and it is hard to say where the chain of interests behind these people is connected.

Planetary governors, navies, state churches, and even courts are all possible.

"What are you going to do?" Igrain stared at Siegel with slightly curious eyes.

"Why? Do you want to see me pull up a horse and kill him right now?"

"Of course not, I'm just curious, what will the famous Siegel choose to do when he is approached by someone?"

"I also really want to kill Fekward right now. If it's in Sintila, I've already slapped a glove on his face." Siegel said as he walked, "The price of starting a war in the port of arrival is too high. , not only affects my reputation in the port of arrival. There are also some personal reasons, and for some considerations, I don’t want to waste the lives of the sailors I brought in this kind of meaningless battle.”

Those soldiers fought against Siegel for three years at the Battle of Flax. The lives of these people are very precious and should be used to build a colony instead of being wasted on a slave trader.

"I remember his dynasty's fleet is a large group of looting ships, right..." Siegel said pointedly.

"what do you mean?"

"I don't care."

Whether it was a Fury, a Valkyrie or a Marauder bomber, it took those crews who survived the Battle of Vraks a month to get their kill marks painted on.

And the crew of the Starhawk bomber was almost dying of pain.

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After being separated from Igrain, Siegel returned to his dynasty's resident position.

He first went to the bathroom to clear out the contents of his stomach, and then summarized the information he had collected with Gloria while drinking liquid food.

"Then it is basically certain that there will be an auction tomorrow night in the Obsidian Empire, and the auction will be tickets for the Seven Witches to interpret the prophecy."

"Yes, and Feckward has already begun to use other means to exclude his competitors." Gloria added: "Maybe we should take action as soon as possible."

"The matter of Feckward will be settled after leaving the port of arrival," Siegel called to stop Laurentina, who was about to move, and Skadi, who was being dragged away, "The first problem to be solved is, will this What kind of auction."

"Ordinary wealth can't impress the Seven Witches. This is why Feckward hopes to use off-the-market tactics to solve his competitors. He is not sure that he can pass the auction."

"Is there anything we can bid for? Is it something weird?" For safety reasons, Siegel often chooses to exchange those contraband for safe throne coins, so he is at a disadvantage in this auction. big.

In the Expansion, there are too many things that have a price but no market.

"It's not like..." Liz said suddenly, she was a little hesitant and embarrassed, "We did get some 'things' that might be useful for psykers when we were in Flax, and Cassia and I both People are discussing with people to stay."

"what?"

"The bodies of the five Alpha Legionnaires."

"Huh? You haven't disposed of that thing yet?"

"I'm going to try to make the brains they can still use into navigation wetware, which may improve the stability of subspace navigation. I discussed it with Liz, and it is indeed feasible. It's just that the sage Mel is too busy , we have not had time to raise relevant needs with her, so we can only keep these people in a static position." Cassia further explained to everyone present, "If there are other uses, I will not object to taking them out. Go to the auction."

Volume III Fear Pearl: Chapter [-] Obsidian Empire

In the end, Siegel still prepared some other things, such as the books he got before and some information that could be taken out.

The Obsidian Empire is a well-known bidder in Shizuogang, and it is run by a group of discerning treasure appraisers.Because some items are too expensive, Obsidian Empire provides a place to sell items or information for such high-value items.Siegel often entrusts the Obsidian Empire to sell some inconvenient items for him.

Appraisers will organize auctions, manage transactions, payments and collections.Neither the buyer nor the seller knows who the other is unless they both want to.While the Obsidian Empire has no visible power in the foothold, few factions are willing to provoke him, and the hidden network of contacts behind him will ensure that his clients will not default.

Even Siegel is unlikely to reject Obsidian Empire's request.

In the evening of the second day, Siegel led the main members of the dynasty to the Obsidian Empire.As they inquired, the auction will be held here.It was an old and dilapidated room in Falling Harbor, and they came to the entrance through a huge arched portal framed in black stone.

The fine gold gate dismantled from the ship is inlaid in it. Two mutants with severe mutations are guarding the gate, holding huge metal weapons. They stop the crowd trying to enter the Obsidian Empire. After confirming that there are no After carrying heavy weapons, those participating in the auction can enter.

Siegel and the others passed the inspection smoothly. The interior space of the Obsidian Empire is very spacious. Looking up, the vaulted ceiling of the room is hidden in the darkness. The lighting in the room is provided by dozens of servo skulls hovering above the head. Each skull There is a candlestick on top.

There are a lot of mechanical waste in the room. These things are used as seats, and they have lost their use.

Siegel looked at the large number of people sitting in the auction venue. It seemed that the spread of the prophecy was not low in the port of arrival. It was roughly estimated that 200 people had walked in. Looking at the long queue of people behind, the next I'm afraid there will be hundreds of people entering.

Rogue traders are not the only ones who enter the room, from ragged beggars to glamorous Captain Liberty and their entourage, the Obsidian Empire welcomes all guests.

But at the same time, everything has a price in the port of arrival. Before asking, you should consider whether you can afford it.

As the crowd poured in, the mutants at the door set up the huge metal weapons in their hands again. The Obsidian Empire was already full, and those who hadn't had time to enter it were destined to be excluded.

As the crowd stopped pouring in, the Obsidian Empire fell into silence, and everyone was waiting, looking forward to the start of the auction.

Siegel began to look for his possible competitors, such as Ms. Sun Li, Baron Scourge, Fekward, and... Igrein.

After arriving in the Obsidian Empire, Siegel finally completed the complete process of the auction. All participants in the auction had only two chances to bid, and only 10 people could listen to the prophecies of the seven witches.

Looking at the number of people in the room, it can be predicted that the competition for prophecy will be very fierce.

In Obsidian Empire, the person who presides over the auction is called an "intercessor".He is one of the founders of the Obsidian Empire, and he will evaluate the bids of the bidders and decide whether to accept or reject them.

A huge, hunched, cloaked figure shuffled across the creaking floorboards to the podium in charge of the auction. He pulled back his ragged hood to reveal a shriveled, shriveled face, his lips The skin and cheeks have been cut off, revealing hideous gums and stained yellow teeth.In the part of his brain, there are a lot of weird interfaces, and the whole head looks like a honeycomb.This is the Intercessor, who will act as the auctioneer and make decisions for the Seven Witches who will listen to their readings.