Warhammer 40k Rogue Trader Game, Recruiting/OOC Thread Options

[LurkerOutThere]

Original recruiting thread: http://forums.dumpshock.com/index.php?show...=33721&st=0
In Character andf Intro Thread: http://forums.dumpshock.com/index.php?show...p;#entry1025036




An example of a PBP RT game can be found here: http://forums.penny-arcade.com/showthread.php?t=128621


First let me say that this game will not start properly until at least January 15th. Secondly I'm still learning the rules of the system so while I might not have all the answers I will try as best I can.

You may choose any career you wish and can reasonably justify through backstory and may make other origin path choices relatively freely as long as you can justify them to me. Please do not abuse this and give me solid characters rather then just the most heinous munchkin thing you can come up with. The goal is to be characters, not statblocks. /soapbox off.

We will be using the allocating points section on page 14. Any corruption or insanity gained from origins paths etc will need to be rolled using invisible castle and posted here, ditto for mutations.

We will be using Into the Storm and the options therein, with the exception of the options for Xenos characters, I just can't wrap my mind around them.

Renowned Warrant is allowed and due to backstory reasons anyone playing a rogue trader will get it for Free.

While I will provide more details as I finalize some of my plans I will let you guys know that you will have some opportunity to aquire gear after play starts but before you set out away from civilization. The campaign will open with you acquiring, or I should say re-acquiring a ship of your dynasty and preparing it for travel. As I've previously alluded to while it won't mechanically change anything you will be effectively the most junior branch of an established Rogue Trader enterprise, as such you will be somewhat directed by the leader of your family to undertake certain things as both a test of your abilities and for the good of your family. I intend to keep such commandments light and open, think of them less as NPC orders and more as prebuilt plot hooks.

Edit and addendum: As your ship is on loan to you from your dynasty I will be doing most of the designing on it as there are some things it needs to have from a story standpoint.

My list thus far(Recruiting Open)

Zyerne: Arch-Militant or Void Master
Tanegar: Explorator
Karoline: Virtually anything
Drace:RT, Navigator, or Missionary
PBTHHHHT

Other stuff: Feel free to use the main thread for dice rolls, roll an action and describe results if appropriate.

[LurkerOutThere]

Reserved for Info on the PC's.

[LurkerOutThere]

Reserved for info on NPC's and the Ship Stats.

[Drace]

I assume you are wanting the character sheets to be done on here in the usual spoiler form, but do you want an additional copy pmed to you for your own records?

[Zyerne]

I'm going to be a little busy the next few days, basically 'til my son goes back to school on Tuesday. Given the start date, I'm going to hold off on char gen 'til after then if that's ok?

[LurkerOutThere]

I assume you are wanting the character sheets to be done on here in the usual spoiler form, but do you want an additional copy pmed to you for your own records?

just here is fine. Zyrene waiting until after Tuesday is fine Jan 15 is my planned stardate but I might not be ready by then.

[Karoline]

Darn, lost the backstory I had half written up. Anyway, what I was saying was that I noticed no one had an astropath yet, so I went through and made mine. Wanted to get her posted early because she is 100 xp over the 500 initially given, so wanted to ask for special permission to be 100 xp in debt or if I would have to change one of my origin things to cost less xp.

[ Spoiler ]

Synthia
Wounds:12
Fate:3
Spent xp:5100
Current xp:-100

Characteristics:
Weapon skill 22
ballistic skill 22
strength 20
toughness 40
agility 40
intelligence 45
perception 45
wilpower 59
fellowship 35
Corruption 4
Insanity 5
Birth - Void Born:
Birthright - Scavenger:
Lure of the Void - Tainted: Mutant:
Trials and Travails - Darkness: Dark Secret:
Motivation - Devotion: Creed:
Career - Transubstantial Initiate:

Skills:
Speak Language (Ship Dialect) (Int)
Navigation (Steller) (Int) (Untrained)
Pilot (Spacecraft) (Ag) (Untrained)
Awareness (Per)
Common Lore (Adeptus Astra Telepathica) (Int)
Forbidden Lore (Psykers) (Int)
Invocation (WP)
Psyniscience (Per)
Scholastic Lore (Cryptology) (Int)
Speak Language (High Gothic) (Int)
Speak Language (Low Gothic) (Int)
Charm (Fel)
Common Lore (Imperial Creed) (Int)

Talents:
Resistance (Fear)
Resistance (Psychic Techniques)
Pistol Weapon Training (Universal)
Heightened Senses (Sound)
Psy Rating 3
Inspire Wrath

Psychic Techniques:
Telepathic Discipline
Astral Telepathy
Mind Probe
Terrify
Telekinetic Crush
Telekinetic Shield

Other Abilities:
Charmed
Ill-Omened
Void Accustomed
Soul-Bound to the Emperor
See Without Eyes

Mutations:
Wyrdling

Gear:
Best stub automatic
Best mono-sword
guard flak armour
charm
void suit
micro-bead
psy-focus
Best Mefonte's Orthodoxy

Synthia wounds, corruption, insanity (1d5=4, 1d5=4, 1d5=5)
Synthia fate (1d10=2)

Here is a quick redo of her backstory (Stupid mouse clicking close when I moved my laptop.)

[ Spoiler ]

Synthia was born in the lower decks of an entirely unremarkable merchant vessel that spent its time traveling between unremarkable worlds, delivering unremarkable goods. Her parents where of little account to the ship, simply two of the throng that perform the endless maintenances, repairs, and other small tasks that keep a ship of the Imperium moving through the void. As her parents were of little means, and she had little place in the ship, she relied on the meekest of supplies, a particularly fat rat often being the grandest meal she could expect. An interesting bit of discarded and mostly useless technology her greatest wealth. But still, she learned to make due. Despite the surroundings, or perhaps because of them, she grew to know the ship quite well. Spending endless hours, scouring the corridors for anything of value, interest, or sustenance.

It was on just one of these such excursions into the deepest bowls of the ship that the otherwise unremarkable trading vessel had something remarkable occur. For some reason that was never made known to her, the Navigator keeping the ship on course in the warp died, and by the time another could be brought up to correct the course, the ship had drifted from the well traveled route into a more turbulent area of the warp. Daemons slipped past the Gellar Field and onto the ship. Two in particular managed to appear surrounding Synthia. Of some intellect they decided that a lone individual would make for an excellent puppet, and so possessed young Synthia.

Synthia struggled to fight off the Daemon's will, and as she did so, she felt a third presence in the struggle as well. It seemed to distract the Daemon, and encouraged Synthia. She managed to throw off the Daemon which was cast back into the warp outside of her ship. But such close contact with a Daemon leave no one unaffected, and the encounter left scars on Synthia's mind. These scars however, unearthed something in Synthia, a hidden talent to manipulate the warp, or perhaps gained through some vestige of the Daemon's power. Regardless of the exact cause, Synthia was suddenly exposed to the warp in a way she had never before known.

While she had thrown off the first Daemon, the second was now wary of one who could resist one of its own, and decided that the best course was to simply tear the small creature limb from limb. As it advanced, Synthia's fear and desire for safety was given form, a shield appearing between her and the creature, turning aside its claws, even as she cowered before it. As the Daemon grew more annoyed with this little human, Synthia's desires changed from wishing to be away, to wishing the creature away, and again her will was made manifest. Invisible bands locked the Daemon's arms to its side and slowly began to crush the spawn of Chaos. Bones broke, the creature howled, and slowly the invisible bands grew smaller until finally the Daemon fell silent, looking as though a giant and crushed it in its fist.

Struck by what had happened, she returned as quickly as she could to what passed as her home in the ship, only to find large swaths of the crew had been cut down by more of the fowl creatures which still rampaged in the area. Though she tried to hide, a Daemon managed to find and corner her, and this time she seemed unable to form a shield, unable to harm the creature, unable to do anything but cower and wait for the beast to rend her flesh. Luck, or something else, however was on Synthia's side, for it was at that moment that the creature's head exploded, a well placed shot felling the beast. Her savior was man of some obvious nobility, of grand status and impressive stature. The sort of man who should have had someone else doing his fighting for him, but the sort of man who had the skill, ability, and desire to do so himself. In short, a Rogue Trader.

The man spared the rescued girl a reassuring smile, and then was off to perform more heroics, slay more Daemons. Synthia never learned who the man had been. His name, his ship, how he had even appeared on her own ship. With the help of the Rogue Trader and his warriors, the ship was quickly cleared of intruders, leaving the survivors to hobble back into the Materium and to the nearest planet to ensure the ship was fully purged, and to acquire a new crew. During that time Synthia learned of her parent's demise at the hands of the Daemons, and failed to learn anything of her personal savior. She also failed to learn anything more of how she had managed to fend off the two Daemons she had faced, though she told no one of the encounter, afraid of what it might mean.

While in port, the crew was examined for signs of mutation or any other ill effects of the encounter in the warp. When Synthia was examined, she was found to have the spark of a psyker. She was quickly detained and given over to the Adeptus Astra Telepathica. There she was deemed worth training, and so underwent long years of grueling training, followed by many months of preparation for the ritual of soul binding to the Emperor. She was still young at the time of the ritual. Younger than most, but certainly not the youngest to have undergone the process.

As was traditional, she approached the Golden Throne on Terra with ninety-nine other psykers, each as prepared as they could be for the presence of the God-Emperor, for the infinitesimal fraction of power He would grant them. One by one the hopeful psykers approached the throne, and one by one they perished, consumed by His awesome presence. Synthia was the last to approach, the last of the group to have a hope of surviving the experience. Fear ate at Synthia. Surly if no others had survived, some more gifted than she with their control of the warp, she too would be consumed. Perhaps better suited to fuel the Astronomican. But as she stood before the Golden Throne itself, she felt His power wash over her, felt it suffuse her very soul, and recognized it as the presence that had distracted the Daemon so long ago. She realized that the Rogue Trader that had saved her had not arrived by chance, but by design of the God-Emperor Himself. He had saved her twice, and had granted her this power, and caused her to be found, and brought here to Holy Terra, so that she may stand in His presence, and know His will, and be granted the ability to carry it out.

As the ritual ended, she realized that she was alive, the sole survivor of the ritual carried out by a hundred. For an entire group to die was not unheard of, or even entirely uncommon. But for only a single to survive was often viewed as an auspicious event, not that Synthia needed any further signs that the God-Emperor had, for whatever His reasons, deemed her worth to take some small interest or favor in her. She left Holy Terra entirely changed. Where before the God-Emperor had been a distant figure, perhaps even something as simple as a powerful man, a psyker of excessive power, He was now most certainly all that He was claimed to be, and He had chosen her from countless others to carry out His will.

And so it is for this reason that she journeys. Bringing His light to new people. Teaching others of His will. And where required, cleansing those who refuse to leave the darkness and embrace Him. And also, in some small part, hoping that she will one day find the man who saved her.

Edit: Wow, that ended up coming out way longer than I'd expected/intended.

[Drace]

Got the Rogue trader here

Current Character sheet:

[ Spoiler ]

Skills: Awareness, Command, Charm, Commerce, Common Lore (Imperium), Evaluate, Intimidate, Literacy, Scholastic Lore (astromancy), Speak Language (High gothic, Low gothic, Hive Dialect), Trade (voidfarer)

Talents: Air of authority, Ambidextrous, , Blood tracker, light sleeper, Melee universal, nerves of steel, Pistol universal, Peer (Underworld), Quick Draw, Renowned warrant

Stats
Wounds = 12
Fate: 3
WS: 30 /3
BS: 45 /4
Strength: 32 /3
Toughness: 34 /3
Agility: 35 /3
Intelligence: 38 /3
Perception: 33 /3
Willpower: 36 /3
Fellowship: 53 /5
Armour: All 6

Beginning gear:
Albino Saberfanged Lion pelt, fine clothing, Microbead, Void Suit, Manacles, 4 Red dot sights

Weapons
Khayer-Addin ‘Havok’ Plasma Pistol w/red dot sight
Class: Pistol / Range: 30 / RoF S/2/0 / Damage:1d10+6 E / Pen:6 / Clip:10 /Rld:3 full / Special: Overheats / Weight: 4kg
To hit= +10 if single shot

Good quality Mordian Power Saber
Class: Melee / Range: - / Damage:1d10+5 E / Pen:5 / Special: Powerfield, balanced, +5 parry / Weight: 3kg
Parry = +15 To hit= +5

Truncheon “Ol’ Bessy”
Class: Melee / Range: - / Damage:1d10 I / Pen:0 / Special: Primitive/ Weight: 2kg

Armour
Best craftmanship Enforcer Carapace
Location: All / AP: 6/ Wieght: 7.5/

Conversion Field
Field strength: 50
Bonus: If damage blocked is 12 or higher, field acts as Photon Grenade to others

Other abilities:
Accustomed to crowds (crowds are not difficult terrain, no agility test needed to keep footing while runnong or charging)
Caves of Steel (Tech use an untrained basic skill)
Hive Bound (-10 survival, -5 on int tests when not in a hab like setting)
Wary (+1 to Initiative roll)
Exceptional Leader (Grant an ally +10% to any test as a free action once per round)
+5 willpower and Fellowship on home ship

Insanity: 7 + 8 (whirley death baton blades) = 15
Corruption:0
Fate Points 1/3

Description

[ Spoiler ]

A young looking rogue, Lucius appearance is a mix between that of a naval officer and a hive ganger. His is always seen in a elaborate set of perfectly fitting carapace armour, with the Voorhes crest engraved upon the breastplate. Overtop of this is a long black military storm coat with only the badge of his dynasty to mark it, the inside of which is a red velvet , and draped on his back like a cape is the pelt of a saber-fanged hive lion. His hair is kept long with several long war braids, while upon his face he bears an elaborate hive gang tattoo, while on his neck is another of a serpent eating a world. He bears himself proudly and erect, meeting the gaze of anyone before him, no matter their station, and is famous for his quick smiles and quicker wit with both officers and the average crew, bantering with any and all he meets. Just as quick though is his temper, which while it burns cool, it burns for a long time over even small matters.

Background

[ Spoiler ]

Born the 5th child to the 3rd grandchild of Cogliosto Vorhees, Allesaundaur, or Lucius as he preferred to go by, didn’t have much hope for advancement in the Vorhees Dynasty. Living most of his life in the spires of Scintilla and other Hive cities in the core of the calixian sector, Lucius grew bored, and as most noble scions he grew restless with the plethora of debauched parties, jazzing citizens, and idling his life by. By the age of 17 he finally managed to run away from his handlers, and make his way into scintilla’s main hive. His parents merely wrote this off as a rival taking him out for some vendetta or another, and having barely spent more than a few days with Lucius since his chances of rising to any sort of power or responsibility were slim, wrote him off.

Within a few days, the few survival skills he had been taught by the family’s housecarls and personal security had saved him. Seeing him as being an easy target, and spotted as a slumming noble within minutes, a group of juve gangers descended upon him. Barely surviving his first encounter with the seedy underside of the hives and imperial life, he learned that true life comes from things other than the newest high or sensation. By his first year in the underhive he had made a small name for himself, leading a group of followers he had forged into a gang of his own. Running them more like a military group and less like a gang allowed him to soon run his own neighborhood in the underhive. But as with all things, it couldn’t last, and soon the other gangs grouped up and smashed down his fledgeling empire for disrupting the status quo. Lucius survived though, and the rival gang bosses, none of which knew Lucius’s true identity, believed him dead. Using this to his advantage, he left the underhive, working for several years as a bounty hunter, bringing in bigger and bigger marks, all the while his reputation grew, and both his family and the gang lords he had angered were putting the dots together. One by one, many of the gang lords attempted to have him killed, and one by one, Lucius took their lives, until the survivors had finally gotten the message

By the time he was 30 he has living back in the tip of the spire, enjoying a life of modest luxury, but this time self earned luxury, rather than sponging off family fortune. Reflecting on his life, he soon came to realize that while he lived a more fulfilling life, a self made life, he still felt something missing. This he came to realize was a sense of belonging, of having loyal men and women following his orders out of respect, fear and admiration, something that he hadn’t felt since his days in the underhive years back. He took himself to where he knew his family kept their holdings, having watched them on and off for a few years, and after passing several gene-tests asked for an audience from the head of the family.

His father, having come to terms that the young, scruffy, unrefined man infront of him was truly his son, soon noticed the differences between Lucius and his estranged siblings. Where the siblings were prone to boughts of decadence and hedonism, whining or demanding more from the dynasty while having little to no respect from the servents, retainers and underlings, Lucius strove to improve what little he was given control of, earning the respect of the families peers, rivals and underlings within a matter of a few years. Soon Lucius was helping run most of the family operations with the exception of the ship already given to his oldest brother, and the one his father captained, while his siblings went from one high to the next, barely noticing that they were being pushed aside, and left behind.

By his 35th standard year, Lucius was awarded a posistion of 2nd mate on his fathers cruiser, to learn under him. He refused, and simply asked for a lower ranked officer’s posistion. His father was dismayed, but not wanting to lose the one usefull scion of his, allowed it, giving him a minor posting in the ship. Within 2 years, Lucius had risen through the ranks up to the 2nd officer posistion he had been offered originally, and earned the devotion and loyalty of nearly the whole of the ship’s crew through his actions and style of leadership. His father’s plans for him were cut short for him though, as the new head of the dynasty itself seemed to have other plans for him.

Origin Path

[ Spoiler ]

Home World: Hive World
Birth Right: StubJack
Lure of the Void: Bounty Hunter
Trials: Calamity
Motivation: Loyalty

Stats

[ Spoiler ]

Skills: Awareness, Command, Commerce, Charm, Common Lore, Evaluate, Literacy, Scholastic Lore (astromancy), Speak Language (High gothic, Low gothic, Hive Dialect), Intimidate, Trade (voidfarer)

Talents:Air of authority, Ambidextrous, Quick Draw, Blood tracker, light sleeper, nerves of steel, Pistol universal, Melee universal, Renowned warrant

Stats
Wounds = 12 1d10=9 /2 rounded up
Fate: 3 1d10=7
WS: 30 /3 (25+5)
BS: 45 /4 (25+15+5)
Strength: 32 /3 (25+7)
Toughness: 34 /3 (25+14-5)
Agility: 35 /3 (25+10)
Intelligence: 38 /3 (25+13)
Perception: 33 /3 (25+(IMG:style_emoticons/default/cool.gif)
Willpower: 36 /3 (25+8+3)
Fellowship: 53 /5 (25+20+3+5)
Armour: All 6

Beginning gear:
Albino Saberfanged Lion pelt, fine clothing, Microbead, Void Suit

Weapons
Plasma Pistol
Class: Pistol / Range: 30 / RoF S/2/0 / Damage:1d10+6 E / Pen:6 / Clip:10 /Rld:3 full / Special: Overheats / Weight: 4kg

Power sword
Class: Melee / Range: - / Damage:1d10+5 E / Pen:5 / Special: Powerfield, balanced, +5 parry / Weight: 3kg

Armour
Best craftmanship Enforcer Carapace
Location: All / AP: 6/ Wieght: 7.5/

Other abilities:
Accustomed to crowds (crowds are not difficult terrain, no agility test needed to keep footing while runnong or charging)
Caves of Steel (Tech use an untrained basic skill)
Hive Bound (-10 survival, -5 on int tests when not in a hab like setting)
Wary (+1 to Initiative roll)
Exceptional Leader (Grant an ally +10% to any test as a free action once per round)
+5 willpower and Fellowship on home ship

Insanity: 7 2d10=13 /2

[LurkerOutThere]

Interesting backstory's from you both. I've been looking at my timeline and wondering if i made the Vorhees matriach a little too old. But she's got more wealth then most not to mention the time distending affects of warp travel I suppose it's possible.

[Karoline]

Interesting backstory's from you both. I've been looking at my timeline and wondering if i made the Vorhees matriach a little too old. But she's got more wealth then most not to mention the time distending affects of warp travel I suppose it's possible.

Well, first off there is the warp time distortion. If she's spent a good portion of her life in the warp, she could easily be several centuries old because there is a 12:1 time difference. That means if she's spent 1 year in the warp, she'd be 11 years older in 'real' years than she has actually aged. With the potential length of such travels, she could easily have spent 10 years in warp travel, which means she'd be 110 years older on record than she really is. Then you can compound that with the fact that there are all kinds of life extending treatments and such so people can live to be centuries old (And I seem to recall some Space Marines being thousands of years old). So yeah, she could easily be a few centuries old and only be in her 50s even before undergoing treatments.

Oh, and maybe you know LOT. Is there any sort of minimum age in lore for people to undergo the soul-binding to the Emperor? The Imperium doesn't seem to set a ton of weight in things like minimum ages, but I'm not super familiar with the setting to be honest. Same goes with developing psyker powers. Does that follow the traditional 'usually appears at puberty' formula that is so popular?

[Drace]

For psykers there is no rule to it, you could be 2 or 200 when it manifests, but it does take roughly 1-10 years to get to terra and another 1-5 or so to train from what I remember and the rules in DH for becoming a psyker later on in the campaign

[PBTHHHHT]

Are we just using the main core rulebook, or is the 'Into the Storm' book also being used? They have new, alternate career paths listed, along with also the warrant background path. They have a download of the charts available in the downloads section at Fantasy Flight games. Food for thought.

I'm thinking of making either an arch-militant, seneschal, or void master. If people are fine with overlapping careers for characters.

[Karoline]

We are using Into the Storm. I'm thinking our warrant may be prebuilt for us though. No one currently has their eye on Senschal, and while Zyrene has said VM or AM, she obviously can't be both. If she decides on which of the two she'll be playing (I think VM from talking to her a bit) then you can always pick the other.

[PBTHHHHT]

Yup, thanks for the quick response, I'm also kicking myself for asking it, just re-read the OP again.
That's great since I just bought the Into the Storm book recently.

I may have to lean to Seneschal, it'll be something different from what I'm usually playing, it'll be a great personal rp exercise.

[PBTHHHHT]

Well, first off there is the warp time distortion. If she's spent a good portion of her life in the warp, she could easily be several centuries old because there is a 12:1 time difference. That means if she's spent 1 year in the warp, she'd be 11 years older in 'real' years than she has actually aged. With the potential length of such travels, she could easily have spent 10 years in warp travel, which means she'd be 110 years older on record than she really is. Then you can compound that with the fact that there are all kinds of life extending treatments and such so people can live to be centuries old (And I seem to recall some Space Marines being thousands of years old). So yeah, she could easily be a few centuries old and only be in her 50s even before undergoing treatments.

Plus, don't forget there are extremely rare and odd times when a ship comesout of the warp at their destination before they ever left for the journey in the first place... Much confusion and usual inquisitorial hijinks ensues. The one occurence had the Inquisition involved if I remember correctly, but heck, the ship in question, the 'real' ship was still being built or something, I think the crew was purged during the questioning. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif) I love the little tidbits here and there in the books.

[Drace]

And to keep going with kicking the extremely old dog, there is also juve-nat therapy, which can add a few hundred years (even more if the person in question used inquistition and similiar quality therapy, which is possible for RTs) and then there is cybernetic and biological replacement for failing organs which can add a few hundred years yet again. And on top of that, there is the fact that Rogue traders have access to the rarest of archeotech and xenotech/xeno-arcana that can be used to prolong life even further.

I think the oldest non-psyker and non-uber augmented human (ie: no space marine or other superhuman) was a inquisitor mentioned in the thorian sourcebook that was older than 700 and still actively doing his job

[Zyerne]

We are using Into the Storm. I'm thinking our warrant may be prebuilt for us though. No one currently has their eye on Senschal, and while Zyrene has said VM or AM, she obviously can't be both. If she decides on which of the two she'll be playing (I think VM from talking to her a bit) then you can always pick the other.

I'm still debating between the two, I'll be sitting down with the books tomorrow.

[LurkerOutThere]

I'm getting more and more stoked by the day about this game but have at least one project that has to be done before we can really start. I also believe we will have at least one more joining us so that is a positive.

[Zyerne]

I've settled on Void Master. Talking to Karoline regarding background as I'm thinking about having been on the same ship for the same incident.

[Karoline]

Sisters by virtue of shared trauma or something like that (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nyahnyah.gif)

[Riegien]

Hi all. I'm looking at getting into this too. I'm leaning towards either a seneschal or arch militant, mainly seneschal. Will have it figured out as soon as I get a better handle on the rules, which I'm hoping to do so tonight.

[LurkerOutThere]

There's a lot of shared trauma to go around in 40k. I'm still working piecemeal on my stuff to get us started but things are looking good.

[Drace]

Damn, I keep on checking every day here to see if any little tidbits has been put up.

Oh, and I was wondering, do we all know each other already, or with the exception of Zyerne and Karoline are we all put together and meeting for the first time as the officers of the ship?

[LurkerOutThere]

Damn, I keep on checking every day here to see if any little tidbits has been put up.

Oh, and I was wondering, do we all know each other already, or with the exception of Zyerne and Karoline are we all put together and meeting for the first time as the officers of the ship?

Unfortuantely work has been kicking my ass lately, I plan on us starting proper next week as I'll be out of town this weekend and when I get back on monday I have a SR related project that I MUST finish up if not before then.

As to knowing each other that is up to you the only real mandatory tie is you've all come into the employ of the Vorhees Noble Family, a power in the Calixis sector who's Rogue Trader warrant means they are a force to be reckoned with there and beyond. The game will start during your briefing at the Vorhees compound in Hive Tarsus on the Segmentum capital world of Scintilia. I'm presuming this same hive is where Luscious and Riegen's characters grew up. I will give more in character details later but your being called to be briefed by Alejandtro Vorhees, the family regent and representative to the lucid court. I'll have a profile on Alejandro and an in character greeting/summons for each fo you. Suffice to say Alejandro is the power in the family second only to his sister Agatha and speaks with her authority for any business of the families planet side.

[Karoline]

Damn, I keep on checking every day here to see if any little tidbits has been put up.

Oh, and I was wondering, do we all know each other already, or with the exception of Zyerne and Karoline are we all put together and meeting for the first time as the officers of the ship?

If you can come up with possible ties to others, it is generally a good idea. If two people both have the hive world origin for example, it is easy to say that they grew up knowing each other, even if they split up as their lives moved on. That's basically how Zyerne and I got together. Both our characters have the void born origin. We also both happened to have the same mutation, so made even more sense that we were together for the same event.