Rogue Trading for Fun and Profit is bought to you by:
Lord-Captain van Hohenheim - Rogue Trader. Hero. The last of his line. That's like a unicorn!
Magos Abigail von Thannhausen - A magos who possibly takes too much pleasure in the craft of Servitors. Accompanied by her servo-skull.
Archaius Wash - A gunnery sergeant with an irritatingly low-quality accent and a poor-grade artificial voicebox.
Sebastian LaMarck - A seneschal with a silver tongue.
Winter York - Astropath Transcendant. Monstrous willpower. Your glorious narrator and remembrancer.
I'm sure we've all got tragic backstories and backgrounds. But we're skipping past all of them, lol.
We're hailed by Orbus Dray. He's got a long-held message and gift for Van Hohenheim from his grandfather, Erasmus van Hohenheim.
We find him in the market; he snaps a sharp salute for a dirty old man.
He speaks the oath of service; he definitely worked for the van Hohenheims.
It's a memolith, a psychic message readable by me or the Navigator.
van Hohenheim suggests we take it.
Some sort of bird stole the Memolith, wtf
Armed goons emerge from hiding - an ambush, curse them!
The combat is a bit of a blur. My amputator rounds are nasty, but don't really get through armor so good. I almost lose a leg, but I mangle someone's face.
The Magos opens up on one of our ambushers, disembowling him, and spilling steaming hot gore and fragmentation over a nearby child, scarring him for life.
After five rounds of combat, arbites show up and halt the party, led by Arbitrator-Sergeant Targos, who asks us to please accompany him to the station, so we do.
The Arbitrator-Marshal says the goons have links to Rogue trader Fel, whose Warrant is preventing them investigating further.
It doesn't stop me. I get five minutes alone with one of the survivors.
I ask him the important question: If one Adeptus Astartes killed another Adeptus Astartes with a rock on a moon, would that be fucked up, or what?
I don't wait for his verbal answer, and scour the mind of the armsman who shot me. I see him shooting me in reverse. Yes, it would be fucked up. I get a Lady Ash. The Saber. Lord Captain Fel. Repressed childhood memories. I take it all.
Warp ghosts manifest around me.
We return to the Absolute Ambition, and I tap into the memolith.
I see a distant star system, and describe it. We need a star map for this place.
The Aribtrator-Marshal comms us and tells us that Fel just pulled out of port. We suspect he's somehow listened in on my description and knows where he's going.
No point trying to chase him. We need to find a map.