Port of Call - Hive Primus

by DM B  

Timestamp: 7.286.996.M41

Location: Hive Primus, Corax Secundus, K4 V 'OCG-001671A' system

Situation: Idling in Hive Primus, listening to Vern's rantings...

Body: You've been stuck in Hive Primus for two days now, with Xerza meeting a few times with the First Speaker, but apparently getting nowhere. She's in a foul mood, given to sitting alone with her Tarot and snapping at her poor staff whenever they get in her way.

The Corax system appears to have been colonized by humanity during the Dark Age of Technology, between 15 and 20 thousand years ago. The locals have very little knowledge of the past - the past and the future are as unimportant to them as they are to Imperial citizens; it is the now that matters.

Vern has nevertheless pieced together a few things:

The planet once had a much more pleasant climate and an extensive biosphere comprised of STC-compliant bioforms (indicative of extensive terraforming - a sort of techno-wizardry that allowed the humans of old to alter entire planets - if you believe such a thing!). More than 10.000 years ago, at some point during the Age of Strife, there was some sort of catastrophe that nearly killed off all life. Vern suggest that it might be linked to Corax' moon, but he hasn't the data to back it up - not that you really care. The planet has slowly recovered since then and now again sports a fairly decent biosphere, but with the STC bioforms adapting extensively by mutation.

Corax is still quite volcanically active, but less so than in the past. The Disaster heralded an age of volcanism and tectonic upheavals, but the current situation is fairly stable. The atmosphere is still quite polluted, but it is not directly fatal to humans. At least not in the short run - prolonged exposure could cause lasting damage to the lungs etc. Wearing a simple filter mask and a set of protective goggles does wonders. And surface buildings on Corax are filtrated and over-pressurized where practical to keep out pollutants.

Hive Primus is not the only such site on Corax; there are at least six other inhabited hives and a number of derelict ones (its safe to assume many would have been destroyed or crippled during the Disaster). But Hive Primus seems to be the richest and most influential one, with the others at least partially dependent on their 'parent' (Hive Primus seems to have accss to tech-lore the others don't and has the only fully operational spaceport).

The current inhabitants of Hive Primus (and the other hives for that matter) arrived here in the aftermath of the Crusade that brought Calixis Sector into the Imperial fold - they were refugees fleeing Imperial domination. Vern has no idea exactly whence they came, who they were, how many there were, or how they knew how to get here (to Corax that is - seeing as it's not listed as explored by the Imperium - perhaps their pre-Imperial society possessed archaic navigational data).

What he does know is that the refugees were led by a cabal of nine - the Founding Fathers are they are called on Corax. Even to this day the descendants of these Founding Fathers rule Hive Primus and by extension Corax Secundus. Or rather the seven remaining 'Houses' do - two of the bloodlines have become extinct since their arrival. Each of the seven Houses controls part of hive society (military, police, spaceport operation, hive maintenance, power and utility, hydroponics and flesh-vats etc.) and has a seat in the government; they are known as Speakers. One among them is the First Speaker - the chairman of the small council and the de-facto ruler of the planet.

The current First Speaker is one Madame Eoila Xolix, and tall and dry old hag that seems far too full of herself. Or maybe she's entitled to some air, being a sovereign ruler, free of any Imperial constraints? At any rate the other six Speakers are probably no better; the obese Frau Temera Hauptish, the positively ancient (and heavily augmented) General-Oberst Erik Brüller, the stern-faced Charles de Motaguinne, the almost painfully handsome Marshal Bill Tricker, barely-adult Kimberly Holt, and the positively alien-looking Ibhram Johammod.

Vern is certain at least some of the hives on Corax, and especially Hive Primus, must have harbored human life, but he can find no real references to it, save some vague hints to a great 'purge' or 'cleansing' shortly after the 'landing'. He calls it a 'hunch' but you know better than to ask - lest he start relaying the thousand and one bits of data that has led to that 'hunch'. The core of the matter is that he cannot believe that these people have managed to fully awaken a hive dead for 10.000 years; never has he heard of such a thing. But if they simply usurped it from someone else...

At any rate there hive-dwellers are no longer the most numerous of the planet's inhabitants. The Disaster may have broken the planet in the past, but the resulting volcanism has made it a fertile heaven, ready to be exploited by crafty freemen willing to work hard in the ruddy glow of the orange star filtrated through the polluted atmosphere. There people are much less reliant on Hive Primus than the hive-dwellers; they can make or trade with one another for most of what they need.

Of course, with the ork invasion many of the freemen have been forced to retreat to the hives, Hive Primus in particular. The paranoid might assume that this could be some plot of the Speakers to regain lost power, but if so it seems excessive to put it mildly. Totally insane is probably a more apt description. So its worth considering, but you must look for other answers as well.

One other thing must be mentioned; Corax is obviosuly not completely ignorant of the Imperium. At least one Rogue Trader regularily calls here, possibly more. And judging from the  jump prints Vern analyzed when you arrived there was quite a few warp-capable ships here. That, and the size and good quality of the spaceport suggests that the locals have some void - and perhaps warp - capability on their own.

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So, while Xerza negotiates with the First Speaker (probably to get you access to more crew and repairs for the Maiden - presumably) she's set the rest of you to gather as much information about the place as possible; a task made somewhat more difficult becuase you've restricted access to the hive and are always escorted while away from the appartment:

Vern is tasked with looking into local librariums and cogitators (too bad Venus isn't here - she could have worked miracles, but Vern and three savants will suffice) for more background data about Corax. He'll also take whatever other intel you can find and mesh it with what you already have, looking for obscure correlations and hidden truths. The rest of you can also contribute by speaking with the locals; Maxi with security, Ignace with some local scum (if he can find any) and Jarra with the PDF (if she doesn't scare them silly).

Meanwhile Xerza will take Anna with her to mingle with the upper class and see if anything comes out of that. Odessa has infiltrated the lower levels of the hive, while Haxtes has liaisoned with someone up-class. That's all for now - now go out and bring mommy back some intel.

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After a rather successful chat with Mr. Finn Maxi has a few more bits to add to the puzzle; the police/security force is a permanent establishment, whereas the army is largely a militia affair. In addition the nobles - the seven Speaker clans and other important families - maintain their own private forces. General-Oberst Erik Brüller's clan has a lot of influence with the armed forces, while Marshal Bill Tricker is the nominal head of the civilian police (its not like any one clan completely dominates, but each has areas where they are stronger). Then it's the voidships. Finn doesn't want to speak about those. Except to make it known that Ibhram Johammod is the one with the greatest influence in that department. As for Mr. Finn he's some sort of high-ranking officer within the Special Police. It means he wears an all-black uniform without any insignia or rank-marks at all. He inspires fear among the locals wherever he shows himself. Upon returning to the apartment you find yourself confronted by a quartet of hard-looking men and women. One of them, a big and ugly veteran casually points a compact hand-cannon at you while the leader of the group - a tall and bald man with a whole lot of visible augmentation work flashes you the =][= badge and says: "Follow us, the God-Emperor commands it." There is nothing but static on your vox - might have something to do with the tech-priest type hanging back with a provocatively-dressed woman.
01/02/10 @ 14:59
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Maxi compliments the calmness and order in the hive-city. He have been on other places where a fraction of the xenos activity here had broken morale and led to chaos. He turns to Finn smiles and says: "I'm sure it's more to this place than meets the eye. Here we sits as calm as an oroyctolag in heat waiting to get froged by the coming xenos threat. You have good bones, great spunk but I'm not sure about the brain." Maxi laugh. OOC: Did the last upper part happened to Haxtes?
01/02/10 @ 16:44
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OOC: No, all of it happened to Maxi.
01/02/10 @ 17:46
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Finn comments: "We are not so weak as you Imperials - we are used to fending for ourselves. This is not the first time in our history crisis has threatened - but we always pull through. As will we now."
01/02/10 @ 18:16
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OOC: I did not know I had been given an apartment. ;p "I'll be honored to do his bidding." Max discreetly indicates his weapons. "Would you indulge me by frisking me here so I won't be shamed later in public?" Max follows obediently and won't do any resistance.
01/02/10 @ 18:26
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Finn conversation: "I'm sure you do. I'm rooting for you, no profit in dead colonies you know. But it makes you wonder how a local militia fares against the hordes. Haven't you ever considered to call for help?"
01/02/10 @ 18:58
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Mr. Finn shakes his head, indicating that the conversation is over. OOC: If you read the posts closely you should see that you've been give a place to stay while Xerza speaks to the Speakers. They relieve you of your weapons, then take you to a waiting ground vehicle. After a short drive, you're escorted inside a hab-block (a rather nice one in fact). There are a couple more people here, but you're quickly ushered on into another room. A tall and very gaunt man, with a very distinctive beak of a nose, awaits you there. He's dressed in simple gray robes, much like an Administratium clerk, but the Rosette around his neck and the hardness of his eye dispel any doubt - Imperial Inquisition. Robed man: "Welcome to my abode Mr. Maximilian. I am Inquisitor Soldevan, Ordo Xenos, Calixian Conclave. I have some questions for you - you may belong to a Rogue Trader's crew and be on a planet beyond the Light of Terra, but my authority extends into every human soul, no matter where found."
01/02/10 @ 19:37
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OOC: Not happy with last post. I'll try again. Max bows his head and kneels as a sign of his submission to the gray robed man of the holy order. "Praise the Emperor and his holy servants. You honor me by your presence. Please forgive me if my words or actions offends, but I've never spoken to a Inquisitor before. I don't know the proper protocol for such a meeting.
01/03/10 @ 14:27
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"First and foremost you will reply truthfully to all my questions. To do otherwise is heresy. You will not speak unless given permission to do so, except to offer replies to my questions. You may address me as Your Excellency - or if you're feeling very familiar, as Inquisitor Soldevan, Sir. We will being this interrogation by injecting you with a dose of truth serum. Objections to this will be counted as admission of heresy." He turns to speak to the men with the cranial augmentations: "Trempan. Proceed with the injection."
01/05/10 @ 10:52
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Without answering, Max bends his head thus giving easier access to the arteries near his neck.
01/05/10 @ 11:17
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It turns out that Trempan does most of the questioning. Soldevan only adds to his performance occasionally. He's very methodical and is clearly in possession of a massive intellect, being able to weave togetehr several seemingly independent lines of questioning into a coherent whole. One that makes it very difficult to evade questions, let alone tell lies. The only positive thing is that the drug makes you somewhat less coherent - it might break down your ability to resist questioning, but it also makes whatever you say come out rather garbled. It lasts a couple of hours. Questions about who your are. What your background is. How you came to work for a rogue trader. Information about said trader and your vessel and other crew. What you're doing here at this time. Does Maxi have some sort of cover story going and tries to present it, or does he spill all his beans?
01/05/10 @ 12:18
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OCC: Brann-alarm blir litt forsinket.
01/05/10 @ 13:26
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In his haze Maxi answers his questions truthfully. Although I will elaborate truthfully by describing Maxi's thought. (Dialog become a bit limiting here so I think and besides I guess it's at least one mind reader present it gives better a understanding of Maxi's 'truth'.) About background: Adeptus-Arbites-Malfi, great betrayal, someone killed, dishonorable discharged. (Any follow-up question of these will be answered with: 'Me'.) About rogue trader Xerza: Woke me, bitch, lying bitch, sod her, mom, nowhere else to go, great reward, redemption. About vessel: Filthy, broken, leaking. (Filthy unlock the orc boarding, broken unlock damaged area on ship, leaking unlock Immaterium leaking, insane crew. About other crew: Contempt, criminals, mutiny, insane captain, paranoid mechanicus. About why we are here: Lost, found, investigate, profit. You can say Max spills His beans and bile. It is a perverse truth as he want to see it, full of blank areas and wrongs. For instance he perceive the ship AI as crew and feels he haven't formally been initiated to the Holy order and hide his true feelings to the others with hate and contempt. He actually find Jerra quite lovely but won't initiate any feelings for her because it can jeopardize missions. SHES QUITE LOVELY INDEED .
01/05/10 @ 14:56
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After a few hours they seem satisfied; or at least the pretend to be. The one called Trempan thanks you for your cooperation, then instructs the gun-carrying brute and the promiscuous-looking female to escort you back to the 'Rogue Trader delegation'.
01/05/10 @ 15:37
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If Maxi isn't to hazy, he will ask his escort when they are moving to his apartment if he is allowed to report the presence and his meeting with the Inquisitor to Lady Xerza.
01/05/10 @ 15:51
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The woman replies - her voice is very feminine, yet deep and hoarse in a very sensual way: "If you want your Mistress to know you just spilled it you're free to tell. But if I were you I'd just keep it between us." Brute: "Leave him be D. He answered truthfully enough. For a Trader crew beyond the borders of the Imperium." D: "Its LADY D. How many times must I repeat it." Brute: "Once more my dear. Always once more."
01/05/10 @ 18:00
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Max looks at them with hate glaring from his eyes. "A simple yes or no was probably too much to ask from such as you." Intent: As you may have read, Max tries to hide his secrets behind strong emotions and spite. He sees no reasons to let his guard down with this two.
01/05/10 @ 19:08
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OOC: I gathered as much. The brute doesn't like your tone. He casually points his gun to your head, clearly intending to blow your brains out. Only a sharp look from Lady D prevents him from pulling the trigger. So he settles for smashing you in the face with his hand-cannon and then kicking you out of the vehicle while still driving. It hurts, but you survive. You make it back without further incident.
01/05/10 @ 21:35
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Upon hearing of you little 'adventure' Xerza is none too happy. By now Soldevan knows that she's here - and he damn well knows she's Inquisition. As far as she's concerned this was just his way for showing who is in charge here - he has seniority so to speak.
01/06/10 @ 16:48
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Jarra hasn't learned too much; the militia seems competent enough as milita goes, with quite decent equipment - full flak body armor and some rather fancy autoguns as the standard kit, with 'elite' units having carapace-reinforced armor kits and better support weapons. There seems to be some rivalry between security and military; the former look down on their part-time cousins, while the militia men think the security troopers are thugish buffoons. The buzz, however, is all about the navy and their new ships...very little known, quite a few rumors. Vern can filter those rumors a bit, and combine them with other sources to produce some intel; the local navy has recently (relatively spekaing) added at least two powerful capital warship to their inventory.
01/06/10 @ 16:56
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Ignace hasn't found too much of an underworld, but that doesn't mean he's been idle. For one he's identified a number of agent networks keeping you, the Inquisitor - AND each other - under surveillance. It a veritable subterfuge war. Ignace hasn't bothered to confront any of them - he doesn't really see the point. There will always be replacements and they never know anything useful - the field agents that is. Suffice to say they all belong to the Speaker clans. One more thing - he's also certain that there is crew from at least one other starship here at Hive Primus - belonging to the Pax Behemoth, under one Captian Kobal Aizdar.
01/06/10 @ 17:44
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Maxi looks at Ignace: "So what you are saying is that we most likely are beeing watched right now and every word spoken are picked up by one or more of the clans? Have anyone done a bug sweep of this area?"
01/06/10 @ 20:10
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"No. The apartment is secure. For now at least. But if you leave the compound..."
01/07/10 @ 07:02
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"I wouldn't be too sure, the others had continuous active vox disturbance." Max looks at Xerza: "Lady Traderess, we risk disturbing others creations. The others are most likely deeper into planet affairs and history than us, and who knows what the 'cat' will drag in." Max throw a quick glance at Ignace. "As I see it, we should try and make a courtesy contact with Captain Aizdar. As traders we don't want to jeopardize any monopoly he have achieved."
01/07/10 @ 11:29
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Xerza: "I've run Aizdar's name through my savants. Turns out he's not a Rogue Trader, but a Chartist Captain. That means he can only call a specific ports. In Aizdar's name that list is quite extensive, but does not include world outside the Imperium - which Corax is. So yes, why don't we invite Aizdar here and speak to him. If I'm not much mistaken he's got something to do with I. Soldevan, and if so it would only be right a proper to repay onto him what was given to Maximilian. Ignace, Jarra and Maxi will go pick him up. Try to blend in with local customs and laws if you can, but if the Captain is reluctant you're allowed to shoot out his knees and drag him here bleeding and screaming."
01/07/10 @ 13:34
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In the event he doesn't want to come along with you. But After Ignace shoots his two bodyguards in the face at point-blank range - a pretty neat trick where one moment he's standing over by the door and the next he's right in their faces twin pistols drawn and firing away. Maxi can feel the release of psychic energy washing over him, momentarily causing him to see space in at least seven dimensions (and somehow it makes perfect sense - visible time, visible probability vectors, visible psychic gestalts in three dimensions, and so on). Bloody witches. Unfortunately the idiot captain panics a bit - probably thinks you're after him (which you are of course). Trying to draw his sidearm, forcing Jarra to put a hell-pistol shot through his shoulder, leaving it a bloody and smoking mess. Aizdar tries to mumble something about being under the protection of the Holy - something - hard to hear the rest after Maxi puts his power maul into his face and presses the shock stud. Then you leave for home before the locals can gather their wits.
01/07/10 @ 14:15
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Back at the apartment the Captain is interrogated by Xerza - he tries protesting his innocence (tho which she replies that there is no innocence, only degrees of guilt), that he's under the protection of the Inquisition (to which she replies that lying about a thing like that will merely condemn his soul - further). Is quite clear that Xerza believes him; but that's not the point - she's after what he knows. And let us not be coy - she wants to get back at Soldevan for picking on HER acolytes. And so Aizdar is made to speak - and pay his weight in pure pain; there is no torture involved. But apparently its quite unpleasant to have your mind invaded and rummaged through - he sits bound to a chair with Xerza standing behind him, hands against his scalp. He screams until he goes hoarse. Then he continues to scream wordlessly. A few hours later he's a human wreck, a drooling thing curled up on the floor. Xerza: "This man is clearly guilt of several heresies. But it is as he claims. He is here under Inquisition authority. He's working for Soldevan and the Ordo Xenos. Maxi. Would you see to his return to his own quarters? If there are Inquisition agents about do make sure to apologize for any inconvenience - if only we had known the extent of their operations things would have been different."
01/08/10 @ 12:11
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"Yes, Lady Traderess." Max picks the drooling lump and carries it outside to the rented ground vehicle and drives it to it's apartment.
01/08/10 @ 13:01
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Sure thing. The woman - D (or Lady D as you prefer) - is there with the tech-priest whose name you never caught. They don't try to detain you or anything, but they are clearly somewhat perplexed.
01/08/10 @ 13:05
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"Our apologies. Had we known before of his connections the apprehension could have been handled differently." Maxi drops the drooling body softly in front of him. "I would recommend some tranquilizing medicae for him, it seems his nerve system have been pushed hard." Max turn and walk out.
01/08/10 @ 14:03
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The tech-priest remains unreadable - his metal face-mask revealing nothing from beneath his hood. The woman on the other hand seems delighted. Maxi doesn't quite catch the words, but its pretty clear she indicated her interest in fornicating (with maxi that is, not the drooling captain). What odd people there are out in the wider galaxy... Thread semi-ended
01/11/10 @ 13:37
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(Well, seems like there must be one whore in every lair in these holy ordos.)
01/11/10 @ 14:08


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