Currently, I am playing in the Inquisition War campaign at Endgame in Oakland. In order to sign up, it was required that players write some background fluff for their Inquisitor and his retinue. Enter Radical Ordos Xenos Inquisitor Zigfried "Ziggy" Schmidt and his motley crew.
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(L-R) Loki, Xavi, Inquisitor Schmidt, Jordi, Hoof, and Charlie
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The campaign is based on on two meetings per month. One is a weeknight Kill Team event, and the other is a Saturday 1500-2000pt themed game. This week is the Kill Team event, so I thought I would let you all get to know Ziggy, Hoof, and the Starborn brothers. Below is the 250pt Kill Team list, and the background story I wrote for them on 40k Fight Club. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as they enjoy getting slashed to bits by Grey Knights!
The List
Ziggy Schmidt, Radical Ordos Xenos Inquisitor (98)
- Pysker w/ Combi-Melta, Power Sword, Rad Grenades, Power Armor
Loki Starborn (41)
- Ministorium Priest w/ PW & Shotgun
Jordi Starborn (18)
- Acolyte w/ Carapace Armor, Flamer
Xavi Starborn (13)
- Acolyte w/ Carapace Armor, Hotshot Lasgun
Hoof (15)
- Crusader
Charlie (10)
- Daemonhost
Chimera (55)
- Multi-laser, Heavy Bolter, Smoke Grenades
The Story
::INCOMING MISSILE, T-MINUS 60 SECONDS TO IMPACT::
"Space flight is the f****** worst!", Ziggy screeched. He was beginning to feel very claustrophobic. "Why are these belts so TIGHT!". The Inquistitor was in a bad mood. Most people would be in a bad mood if their ship was being piloted by Loki Starborn,the Corsair "King" of the Crucis Sector. Being shot at by Imperial Crusiers wouldn't help, either.
::INCOMING MISSILE, T-MINUS 30 SECONDS TO IMPACT::
The ship jolted quickly to what felt like the left. "Grace under pressure, Ziggy", the corsair yelled, "B**** like that again and I'll be tempted to turn into this thing".
Ziggy shut his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. Loki was good at many things, and great at a few. He was great at pissing off Inquisitor Zigfried Schmidt.
The other Starborn brothers, Jordi and Xavi, were busy punching away at the controls of the ship, shouting at each other over the whirls and hums of the ancient escort. They had done this together thousands of times, but normally they were running exotic drugs or bandit kings. The Ordos Xenos Inquisitor made them nervous. Most people wouldn't have noticed their nervous twitches, or the sing-songy way they spoke to him. But, most people haven't studied aliens since they were ten.
Ziggy's head slammed against the headrest as the ship pushed upwards. A loud boom, followed by a bunch of rattles, hums, and whines, then stillness.
::IMPACT AVERTED, IMPACT AVERTED::
Suddenly, a gigantic beastman burst through the door to the bridge. He had vomit all over his chest. "You pointy-eared s***!", he bellowed. "If you do that again I'll rip your face off!". The Starborn brothers looked at each other with coy smiles, then started laughing. The beastman lowered his horns, but was quickly stopped by the Inquisitor. "Easy, Hoof. That pointy-eared s***. just saved your mutton!". More laughter. Hoof examined them all with evil yellow eyes.
"Fine," he mumbled, "Just try not to rock the boat when I'm hungover".
"I'll do what I can, goat boy." Loki smirked.
"Bite me, elf".
The claxons blared, red lights flashing. Ziggy turned to Loki, "Just get us out of here!"
::INCOMING MISSILE, T-MINUS 60 SECONDS TO IMPACT::
Inquisitor Schmidt and Hoof grabbed seats and buckled themselves in. The beastman turned and said, "I'm going to rip his arms off". "When we land, you can rip his arms off when we land", Ziggy interjected weakly. He pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath. "This is the last thing I...". As he spoke, the ship banked quickly. It felt like down, and to the left. Before he could orient himself, Hoof turned his head and threw up on the Inquisitior's lap. The beast smiled sheepishly. "... need". The Starborn's laughed.
::INCOMING MISSILE, T-MINUS 30 SECONDS TO IMPACT::
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