Theodosia is waiting for the acolytes. He's not really expecting them, and actually surprised to see them still alive after sending hired guns to kill them, but they have just blown a security door off its hinges and walked in to his secret basement. Now he's going to do his best to make sure they […]
I'm jotting down a few notes, conscious that doing so could slow the game down and trying to keep circumstances moving as I scribble. 'Are you thinking about questions to ask', I say to the players, referring to the mercenaries they've just captured, 'or are you staring in to space?' 'Huh, we could be thinking […]
The acolytes have bargained for a data slate containing what they hope to be relevant information in their investigation in to the Joyous Choir, and are meeting their contact in a busy market square in the mid hive. Xerxes volunteers to make the hand-off, carrying the case containing two thousand Thrones in exchange for the […]
A couple of the acolytes got hopped up on goofballs. It was at a soiree thrown as a way to get them closer to the inner circle of the Joyous Choir, and the farcosia drug they took is now having an effect. The addicted pair are a little shaky and looking for a hit, and […]
A stunning revelation has been made about the new drug being used by nobles in Scintilla and, more specifically, linked to the Joyous Choir. It is strongly suspected that the substance is made of people! Psykers, in fact. This leads Dariel to quip that 'a liquified psyker is the best kind of psyker'. For some […]