Recent content by Aurellia Roth

Done. I chose offense because I was going to list the weapons later and Offense seemed to correlate with Defense better to my brain. I would prefer not to as the lexicanum/warhammerwikia aren't that extensive. These are things from the Rogue Trader books in the chapters for shipbuilding, not...

Aurellia fell into one of the seats, strapping the five-point crash harness around herself and cinching it tight over her armor, the obsidian lined tabard draped over her thighs as she cast her gaze through the group. Inquisitor Vengarov had her own Militarum attachments, along with her warband...

Aurellia pressed hard against the superheated blade she clutched in the powerfist, forcing her legs to allow her to rise. The daemonic creature’s shifting, flickering state stabilized, her will caging it and forcing it to exist in her reality. It roared and reeled from the sudden shock, her...

THE LAST FULL MEASURE SPECIFICATIONS Hull Frigate Class Rapier Dimensions Length: 1,600 Meters Width: 535 Meters Depth: 590 Meters Mass 5.8 Megatonnes Travel Type Warp Capable Weaponry Heavy Defense Militarized Acceleration ~4.4 Gravities maximum sustainable Speed Average...

“Extraction of injured will likely be unnecessary. With only trace atmospheric particles and low-gravity, most injuries will prove terminal in short order.” Rome interjected at the most inopportune moment. That was one of the things Aurellia enjoyed about the Skitarii, his sardonic honesty. To...

Aurellia listened to the breakdown, taking in the tactical and logistical analysis quietly while Inquisitor Vengarov detailed the situation with the large comet. It was not quite a planetoid, but it was large enough to be considered a space station, traveling through the dark void until about...

Sleep aboard the Flame of Faith was fitful for Aurellia, so she had taken to meditation in the evenings in an attempt to gain rest. She was not the praying type, and thus while the ratings and crewmen muttered soft prayers to the God-Emperor for protection, she remained silent and stern...

Aurellia sat silently in the antechamber, Gideon continuing to pace about anxiously as the six person team awaited entry into the Strategium. It was a simple power play, a reminder of who held the rosette and who did not in case there was any doubt. One Aurellia noted without concern. It was not...

The Imperial Forces continued the inexorable push into the greenskin lines, grinding away at the enemy in brutal melee that saw hundreds dying every minute. But the Orks were losing ground. Costly as the foray was already, Aurellia could see the Baal Auxiliary had been spoiling for a fight, too...

Gideon paced around, the old man anxious and uneasy. He did not know Aurellia's true patron, believing her to be the Explicator underneath an alias known as Lord Inquisitor Pharazon who only contacted his agents by hologram and always disguised. Few who worked as her subordinates knew the truth...

Aurellia let her smile grow, devious and malevolent as it was as she was answered. A power play, politics at its finest. Her opponent this time had not deigned to specifically ask but had made it clear she was being requested. Turns of phrase meant to pacify, but maintain position and authority...

Aurellia noted a specific word in the explanation, one that struck out at her causing the young woman to frown for just a moment and cast her eyes downward as she listened to the Inquisitor speak. The mission had merit, it was important to the security of Baal, and thus the survival of the...

Aurellia smirked at the comment about the color red, casting her eyes down as she placed her hands upon her knee, interlacing her fingers as she sat up straight and rigid. Red was the color of blood, of death and life. “Envy is a word, I have read the definition. I understand its meaning...

The Inquisitor led the way into a suite of rooms that breathed of class and power, the kind of room Aurellia remembered her grandfather kept in his castle on Valmire. It did not contain every possible luxury some of the wealthy enjoyed, but lush red carpentry, the smell of incense lingering on...

The Warp beyond Aurellia’s influence stirred, the air became charged and heavy around the guardsman. The Explicator felt a little tickle in the back of her mind as the presence of hostile psykers became apparent. She tensed, as though she was flexing all of her muscles at once. The Warp around...