//THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: FOR EVERY BATTLE HONOUR, A THOUSAND HEROES DIE ALONE, UNSUNG, AND UNREMEMBERED//
The trip though the Maw proved uneventful. The Emperor Protects.
At Port Footfall we met our benefactor, a man named Zulfikar Raheem. An imposing figure, even sitting down he seems to tower over me. I feel even with a battalion of Death Korp behind me I would lose a fight with the man. Killian parted ways with us then.
Zulfikar provided repairs and supplies for our ship along with several personal boons for the inner circle. I was gifted an archaic bolt pistol from his personal armory named “Chain of Command” and command of a troop of reliable soldiers. It is good to see some military discipline on the ship finally.
Repairs on the ship took several weeks, all the while I continued my hunt Maximilliano. Even with a proper chain of command and communication channels he somehow still eluded me. In that time Emir hired our services to a noblewoman named Janoor Yuratha. We are to travel to her homeworld, a feudal world not part of the Imperium, and rescue her daughter and personal guard.
Also, she appears to be an untrained psyker.
She has spent much time acquainting hereself with Nyx learing what it is to be a Navigator, which suits me just fine.
As we made our way to the warp point, something in my gut felt off. I posted guards near the Geller Field Generator, on the off chance I might be right.
Patrolling through the ship as we made our way though the warp, I found that Neck had organized an impromptu boxing match with several crewmembers. Watching him fight one crewmen after another reminded me of how we would pass time on the crusade fleet between deployments. After a few rounds no new challengers were willing to step up, so I decided to have a go. It was a good fight, Neck hits like a bolter round and is built tougher then a Krieg rationbar.
I won of course. He said he was fine but I think he was worn out from the previous fights and that was why I was able to beat him as quickly as I did. When I brought him to the medbay to patch up our wounds I could already hear news of our match traveling throughout the ship. If that little match helped moral so much I will have to continue these fights.
Then all hell broke loose.
Maximilliano had come out of hiding and attempted to kill the Navigators in Nyx’s chambers. A fight broke out and Emir was able to drive him back. Neck and I were to far away to respond in time, and thank the Emperor for that as I quickly got an emergincy form the engine bay as Maximilliano was attacking my men I’d stationed at the Geller Field Generator. I hate it when my gut is right.
When Neck and I came into the engine room we found my men trying their best to stop the now mutated thing that was Maximilliano. Coordinating or efforts to push him back proved difficult as he seemed resistant to most of our weapons. Neck’s Lascannon proved most effective, if a bit worrying as we were so close to the Gellar field for my comfort but we were pressed for results. It proved for naught as Maximilliano managed to wrestle a grenade from my person and lobed it at the Generator, causing a flicker in the Geller field long enough for him to be consumed by the patron he had become a Herald of and with the eruption of a choking cloud of flies he was twisted into a Beast of Nurgle.
Int he face of a true deamon my men were found wanting, save two: Sergeant Donovan Gravus and Lieutenant Tyroden Rhyx, both of which proved covering fire and support as Neck and I battled the deamon least we loose the ship. At the same time it is thanks to Nyx and Janoor that we were successfully able to return to realspace, preventing further deamon incursion. The beast sent screaming back to the warp we were left drifting waiting for our Navigators to recover from the ordeal. In the mean time I posted guards int he Navigator chambers to make doubly sure such an event never happens again.
Janoor seems to have misinterpreted my judgement. We crossed paths once and she attempted to engage me in conversation, but I had duties to attend to and no time for idle chatter. After the guards were placed she inquired if I placed them there because I don’t trust her.
I don’t, but I did not tell her that. Instead I told her it was encase another deamon incursion occurred. I then attempted to edjucate her on the nature of Kriegsmen and our ways, the Emperor and the Imperium. Though brief I hope I imparted some important knowledge to her.
I don’t hate her, but as I said before, she is a psyker. Also, she is an aristocrat, and last I remember it was the aristocracy that was responsible for Krieg as we know it.
I’ve just been informed that Nyx is ready for our entry to the warp, I will write more later.