Crew Logs: Lost in the Groin of
Roland's Log Chapter 3
We've arrived safely though the warp, no sign of the little ship
that we were escorting. Time will only tell if we'll see them again.
Every jump through the warp is eerie, and who knows if your ship
shall ever be seen again? Yet we plow ahead, disregarding the
perils. Is it our because of our faith or our stupidity that we
continue to do so?
Hailed by Captain Finality of the Spaceship.....Finality. (Of Planet
Finality?) I don't trust her. She looks very young but speaks as if
she is much older. The Rogue Trader scheduled a dinner with her but
continues to make landing preparations at the cathedral. Is he
planning on ignoring her, or does he think this task shall fall this
Lord Draconis continues to show off his Navy training. Presented a
lit entryway, and an unlit entryway into the cathedral he has
chosen....both. He's ordered his officers collectively into the
unlit one, and troops into the lit one. I'd prefer we all try to
sneak through the unlit one, I would wager that Quinn would like to
frontally assault the lit one. I think choosing both will satisfy
neither of us.
Apparently whomever designed this place thought that to be a true
representation of the saint, the hallways should be like the
internal viscera of the saint itself. I would have much preferred
going up meaning going up the place, but apparently an easy design
was not on the blueprints that day. We have managed to meet up with
the relatively friendly survivors of the cathedral who can finally
guide us to the generators. Unfortunately, our troops have met up
with their conquerors, and they are not fairing well. We are too far
away to help them, so we must continue forward.
Straight into an ambush laid by an enemy prepared by our troops
entrance. They even had time to take hostages from them. No
matter, if they got surrendered, then they are incompetent, and of
no use to us.
Quinn and I shall give them release.
Quinn is devastating. Even the enemy leader in power armor with a
power sword is forced to flee before his onslaught. Quinn wants
her head, and is chasing her down whatever bolt hole the designers
of this cathedral thought should be available. Even though I've
been lightly wounded in the leg, I better follow him
Our chase brings us to a sealed door. I'm pretty sure the enemy
leader has escaped, but Quinn's determined to wait for a blasting
team to find out. And our Rogue Trader is.....getting ready for
dinner with Captain Finality. I think I shall stop writing now, lest
I drift off into obscenities.