Warhammer, Rogue Trader Notes

Under the eyes of everyone, dense and twisted nerve cables and pipes descended from the ceiling, each cable seemed to have its own consciousness, and they were looking for the socket they belonged to in the intercessor's head.After completing the link, the intercessor's head is wrapped in cables, the only exposed part is his mouth which has no flesh.

The intercessor was lifted into the air by the machine, and there was a strange grunt from it, and a cable rolled up the worn sleeve of his left arm, revealing a huge, moth-eaten mallet.

The mallet hit the podium in front of the intercessor, and the hollow knocking sound spread throughout the Obsidian Empire, and the entire auction hall became extraordinarily quiet.

Eerily quiet.

"Ten thousand throne coins." A bidder in front of Siegel was the first to bid. His words were like a spark falling in the ammunition depot, detonating the entire auction house.

The people around frantically shouted their offers, and the guards also began to "please" out those guests who had completed two bids.

Over the next hour, dozens of bids were made — whether property, metal currency or art — and all were turned away.

The crowd began to thin out, and neither Siegel nor his known competitors made rash bids.

Any successful bid has the potential to be a reference for others.If the offer is not accepted, the information exposed after two bids is enough for the Rogue Traders.

But the bidders who are invited away later, the more meaningful their bids are.

After another hour, there were only a few dozen people left in the Obsidian Empire, which originally had less than 1000 people sitting.Everyone here has a lot of influence in the expansion area, and even the Calixis star area. They are rich and sinful, and thousands of people died because of them.

But that's just the necessary price for the legend behind them.

"10% of the wealth of the Hazkari family!"

"reject."

The guards of the Obsidian Empire invited a gorgeously dressed rich businessman out.

"The long-lost femur of Saint Arani!"

"Refused." The intercessor's voice was flat, without any emotion.

Another contender was kicked out.

This made Siegel a little worried. The saint's leg bones didn't pass through, and the Alpha corpse was unreliable.

"Quatis is on the fief of the Mikis family."

"reject."

"37th Waksani Hereditary Militia Colonel rank."

"reject."

Seeing fewer and fewer competitors, Siegel also decided to start his first round of offers.

"The location where Uzekiel's staff last appeared."

"reject."

Tsk, of course not.

Tzeentch and the prophecy's plan failed.

"The astronomical beacon to the cradle of the snake." Igrain's voice sounded, and she made an offer after Siegel.

"accept."

Igrain looked at Siegel with a smile and winked at him.

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Dangdang, the third

Let's continue to talk about the dishes. The live thornmaw is similar to the sand spider. The former is a strength test. After failing, it will vomit for 1D10 minutes plus 1D10 damage that cannot be reduced by any means. The latter is a perception test of -10. Failure will cause internal bleeding and 2D10 Damage that cannot be mitigated in any way.

And the fourth dish, Gerathor Brain Fluke stewed with orc spinal fluid, -20 will test, failure will increase 1d5 crazy points, in the running group, this is actually the first choice, but it is difficult in the novel Accepted.

As for the fifth course, the virtual eel sashimi with Egalia mummy extract, this one is even more heavyweight.

To attempt a Fortitude test of -30, failing that, grandiosely transforms into a mutant, takes 1d10 points of damage, and the navigator player gets an additional navigator mutation.

Volume [-] Fear Pearl: Chapter [-] The Dungeon

Siegel looked at Igrein, the cradle of the snake, which he once mentioned, the galaxy that is all heavenly worlds. Even with the help of the navigation scriptures, it was not easy for him to find that galaxy.

It seems that he has indeed been away from the expansion area for too long, and Igrein has done the same.

But think about it, didn't he bring her out because he thought that Igrain could do something in the expansion area?

I shouldn't be so surprised.

Thinking of this, Siegel was relieved. He still had one last chance to make an offer, so he had to be careful.

After the first quotation was passed, the remaining competitors also started more intense competition and competition, and the value behind each quotation was incalculable.

"Coordinates of the legendary No. 13 course." This is the quote from Admiral Bastille VII.

"accept."

"Devil's toenails." Quote from Madame Charbella.

"accept."

"A 5th century bottle of Triple Refined Lobotomy Essence." Mrs. Sun Lee.

"Ten thousand blind slaves." Quote from Feckward.

"Moonlight Palace." From Gerrit.

"Five corpses of Chaos Space Marines from the Alpha Legion, with armor and gene seeds." Siegel finally gave his final offer. Due to his work, with only one opportunity left to quote, he Cannot be reserved.

"accept."

There are now three places left.

"Brotherhood of Shadows." From Baron Yonko Scourge.

"The Immortal Mummy Remains of Priest King Jantak." From Jeremiah Breeze.

"Lagamour's Third Moon." From Hadarak Fell.

【Abel Greeter, Hadarakfer, Mrs. Charbella, Jeremiah Breeze】

[Admiral Bastille VII, Mrs. Sun Li, Baron Yang Ke Scourge, Clokin Feckward]

Ten Rogue Traders will witness the prophecy of the Seven Witches, and they will also be direct competitors for the treasure behind the prophecy.

"The number of ten people has been determined. Please submit your bidding price during the day tomorrow, and the staff will take you to the location where the Seven Witches are at midnight tomorrow..."

The auction ended, and the leaders of the ten dynasties present looked at each other and left the Obsidian Empire with a smile on their faces.

"When I heard your offer, I was really a little bit surprised." Siegel and Igrain walked side by side, "Snake's Cradle, unexpectedly you have already got the key clue to get there .”

"It's not a clue, Siegel." Igrain glanced at him, "I've been there before, and then I was kicked out by the Eldar."

"Amazing." Siegel praised the woman in front of him.

"It's the same with you. Before I knew it, I killed five Chaos Space Marines and brought the bodies back."

"Just a fluke."

"Are you interested in having a drink and chatting about what happened to you outside." Igrein extended an invitation to Siegel.

"Strictly speaking, there are not many things worth mentioning." Siegel launched a dodge, "There was a little 'little friction' with others, and after it was resolved, I got the due reward."

……

After handing over the static stand containing the corpses of five Chaos Space Marines to the staff of the Obsidian Empire, Siegel's deal is considered complete, and the next thing is to wait until midnight.

He will go to the place where the Seven Witches are and witness the prophecy.

The place where the seven witches are located is located in an abandoned place in the port of arrival, and even the low-level residents of the port of arrival will not come here.This area has been dilapidated and in disrepair for a long time, and various stone products have rotted, and slight force will cause collapse.

And there is also a problem with the gravity generator here, which often fluctuates violently. Every time you take a step forward, you have to consider how much strength you need to use to lift your feet.

Siegel could hear all kinds of disturbing noises, the surrounding stones seemed to move, rub and collide, and the air pressure would suddenly rise or fall.

It is called "the cell" by the good people.The reason for this is obvious. When Siegel led Gloria and Jean Barr to their destination, they could hear those piercing screams and strange, nerve-wracking noises.

They finally reached a closed doorway, and Siegel could sense that there were a large number of guards stationed around the area.Each guard was clad in gray-and-white armor smeared with blood, vomit, and other bodily fluids.Each guard wears metal gloves and carries a shock cane, the end of which is connected to a capacitor pack that is carried with him.

Facing Siegel's arrival, the guards remained resolutely silent, without the slightest sound.Siegel went straight into the "cell" without any checks.

The silent guard opened the rusty door, and the three of Siegel stepped over the threshold and walked into the "cell".The three of Siegel stood at the end of a long, wide hallway with walls covered in cracked and stained tiles.Debris and trash, including broken and dirty medical items of all kinds, were strewn across the floor.

The guards continued to lead the way, and the three of Siegel followed behind. There were many metal gates on both sides. Although there was no way to see the situation behind the iron gates, Siegel believed that there was something behind each iron gate, or people. .

Watching the guards slowly and deliberately advance down the hallway, until at the far end, in front of a metal door, the guard opened the door and motioned Siegel to go in.

Siegel wanted to come alone, but considering the importance of the prophecy, he decided to bring the other two captains along.

Siegel looked at the darkness inside, and finally walked in directly. He had already arrived here, and it was too late to turn back.

The guard did not enter with the three of them, he closed the metal gate, and the darkness swallowed the three of Siegel.

Siegel's hairs are already blowing up, and all the sensory organs are operating frantically, trying to provide some guarantee for his own safety.

"The temperature has dropped." Geletia touched the water stains on her cloak. "The air is very cloudy and humid. It's terrible to breathe."

If Liz was here, she would find that the cell where Siegel and the others were in was somewhat similar in structure to the black room, without any subspace energy seeping into it.

"That sound is annoying." Jean Bart said, frowning, although the other two couldn't see it.Siegel felt that his ears were full of incoherent and chattering, and his eyes began to adapt to the dark environment in the cell. The inner hall where the Seven Witches lived was shrouded in bottomless shadows, like a source of darkness.

And more than a dozen malfunctioning electronic lights began to flicker continuously, and Siegel could see that in other cells,

Shadow silhouettes of people who witnessed the prophecy.

Of course, the more eye-catching ones are the masters of the dungeon, the Seven Witches.

Seeing them for the first time, Jean Barr let out a soft breath.

Volume III Fear Pearl: Chapter [-] Prophecy

"Welcome," said seven voices with different pitches simultaneously, "you come to our sanctuary."

At first, the source of the sound seemed to be a shadow in the center of the room, some tangled mass.

On closer inspection, one can see individual numbers etched on the back of the blob, each number intertwined with the next in some way, and beneath the numbers are the Seven Witches.

It is not the first time Siegel has seen the Seven Witches, but every time he sees them, it is a huge challenge to his heart.

Each witch had the body of a child, but with the shriveled features of an impossibly old crone.They had blackened teeth and bloodshot eyes, their skin was as rough as old leather, and their withered white hair was long and matted. (White hair and red pupils!)

"Many have heard the call," said the witches in unison, their thin lips chanting in unison, "but how many have reached their destination?"

As the witches let out low, gurgling, utterly laughless laughter, the figures that filled the room shuffled uncomfortably.

"Be quiet now," they whispered, "you will get what you want in return..."

Speaking of which, the seven witches stretched out their withered hands, held hands with each other, raised their heads, and finally looked around the room, closing their eyes.The temperature in the room dropped again, and the humidity in the air became more uncomfortable.

"We, beyond men, beyond the Emperor, unknown to the gods, shall be proclaimed. You, born of flesh, who value dust, listen to our words as well as to theirs. We shall sting greed hand, the cry of scornful love. We are known and unknown, standing before you, but so far away that you may never reach us."

Then, suddenly, the seven witches opened their mouths in unison.From each throat came a distant moan, not from them, but from some terrible distant place.

Siegel felt a chilling fear try to consume him, and he saw many other witnesses similarly affected.

A shadow bends over and vomits on the floor, much to the disgust of those nearby.

He is about to witness the interpretation of the prophecy.

The senses of all those present were affected by the Seven Witches.Siegel seemed to be in a sea of ​​turbulent and boiling energy, and his body felt pain as if he was under the high pressure of the deep sea.He could feel that the energy in the void was constantly trying to fill his mouth and lungs, squeezing out the last bit of oxygen he could use.

He began to feel suffocated, and the nightmarish chaotic energy swirled around him, and it became more elusive again, maybe it was a face with evil eyes, or maybe it was a screaming crowd.

Siegel felt that his entire consciousness was invaded by this mournful howl, and the soul-shocking voice blocked any attempt to think.

Until a certain point, Siegel felt himself caught in a warp storm, sucked into a vortex of despair.

On the other side of the vortex, there was a gurgling stream in the wilderness, and the screams around it began to make some sense.The scream is transformed into seven different voice lines, but it talks to itself with the same melody.The voices of the Seven Witches seemed to come from the depths of the soul, and their words were a series of hints, codes, which condensed hard, certain and terrifying knowledge in his mind.

Siegel finally saw the prophesied vision.

A fiery nebula, a terrifying warp storm in the Kronos Expansion, dissipated as he probed deeper.

An oval jewel is revealed, gleaming against the black space.

A longing for this gem arose in Siegel's heart, at least at this time, because she was a safe haven for Siegel from the roiling soul storm.