On break until July 31st.

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Eagle Ordinary

Talon: Wait a minute, morning sickness, weird cravings. I'm pretty sure I remember my mum-
Brinton: Talon, give me your bolt pistol.
Talon: And here I thought you were a virgin this whole time! I'll hold your hair back- hey put down the sword I'm kidding!

Well that's not healthy

When this bit of the game came up, Jon had been given a handy table by Dave explaining - on the sly - some of the stuff that was happening to Brinton. There's no harm in tossing it up here, so I'll see if I can track it down between today and next week's release.

peachpunk
May 7th, 2017, 10:33 pm

Dave was kind enough to supply the contents of his old msg to Jon, of which I'll share the relevant stages now.

Stage 1: Character must test against a Difficult (-10) Toughness each day the blessing is worn or upon exposure to raw Nomen material. Max 1 test/day. -10 for each level of machine trait. If character succeeds at 2 successive saves, he is immune to all subsequent exposures. The character develops a craving for raw meat, iron supplements, the occasional spoon, and confusing feelings for the platoon’s chimera.
The disease will progress to the next stage in 10 days- 1 for each degree of failure of the toughness save.


Stage 2: Character must test against a Challenging (-20) Toughness, Hard (-30) forbidden lore Heretek allows for a character with tech use or medicae to assist. -10 for each level of machine trait. If character succeeds at 3 successive saves, he has successfully fought off the infection and is immune to all subsequent exposures. If he fails a save, the character begins to lose hair and appears gaunt, though somehow rapidly gains weight. He is also subject to the following effects:
-10 agility, machine trait 1
The disease will progress to the next stage in 10 days- 1 for each degree of failure of the toughness save.

Next stages will be revealed later on, whether Brinton will have found them applicable or not will be a mystery for now.

peachpunk
May 8th, 2017, 8:41 am
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May 8th, 2017, 5:12 am

Finally, the inflicted is about to be given the Emperor's Mercy.

May 8th, 2017, 5:18 am

Jeez Brinton, I've seen troopers come back from three day benders that looked better than you.

May 8th, 2017, 5:18 am

Well, and for this reason, when you are a Comissar, you shouldn´t make friends. You don´t know when you are going to blow their heads up

May 8th, 2017, 7:23 am

Don't kill him ! Talon I swear on the Emperor , if you don't find a way how to CURE that shit out of Brinton's ass , I'll take you to ,, repent : in the Eye with me !

May 8th, 2017, 3:37 pm

Truly, Brinton's transformation to full Bishōnen is about to come to fruition. Ready the doves, rose petals, and random drifts of artfully hair tossing breezes.

Gird your loins well, female troopers.

May 8th, 2017, 4:44 pm

@artemi: My body is ready.

May 8th, 2017, 5:20 pm

@artemi: And what of the loins of us male troopers, so far from warmth and comfort in the grim, dark expanse of xeno filled space...

May 8th, 2017, 6:06 pm

those machine traits arent for decoration.
If you arent a toaster its a lonely time for you...

May 8th, 2017, 11:58 pm

Might as well put the blue blooded, spire-born, feather pushing, doily wearing, eraser eating, fop out of his misery. Trying to cure a mechanical sickness from a biological being is fruitless and pointless. I doubt there's a gear head out there that knows how to at least stave it off.

May 11th, 2017, 6:15 am

Oh, Throne... Poor sap.

May 13th, 2017, 4:09 am

It's the Obliterator Virus, isn't it?

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