Ambition's Reward
Closeup of the Sanguine Brother mining the dead Ork's body for precious RT.
Alternate View including Space Ork patrol, who have stumbled upon a craven coward defiling their dead.
Closeup of Space Orks. The renowned Chieftain Mezzenfret is near the river. His crony follows behind on the rough hewn path.
Overview of the confrontation.
"Damndest thing I ever saw. One of us must punched a hole through the Ork at the top of the falls, a'cause he were dead long afore he hit the water below. But that weren't nuthin special, see? One of them San-gin Bloodhounds dropped straight through the atmos and hit dirt jus' as that dead Ork were floatin' by. So this fanger gets out, right, and reaches in and plucks that dead Ork straight from the river. Drags him ashore and starts minin' his body then and there."
"No, way, yer lyin! In the middle of a fight? Come on!"
"I ain't lying, neither, no, sir. Them scavengers usually wait til after the danger's past, don't they? I know this. That's why I were surprised, see? Here he is, one of them Blood'uns, standing there bold as brass, pumping that greenskin dryer than a oil well under USA control, with bullets just as thick in the air too. Well, it were no more than a passing concern til that Ork patrol came over the bridge path.I thought to myself, I thought, self, now, you know that blood'un is gonna git right quick when he sees them warriors. But he don't, see? He done stood there careless as you please, ain't not a worry crease his brow, I swear it!"
*Collective Gasp*
"So them Orks, they're mighty irate, yeah? They start a hootin' and a hollerin' right across the rushin' waters. They's had guns but they musta run outta ammo or somethin' cause they were only threatenin' in the up close and personal way, you know? But that fanger musta known that greenieweenies don't much care for a bath cause once he were sure they weren't gonna fill him full of holes, he went right on milkin' their kin. Even looked the biggun right in the eyeball while he were doin it too. Swear on me studs, I do. Still, when them big toothed sons uh guns finally figured out a way down on the right side of the bridge a few minutes later, he beat a hasty enough retreat. Don't think I ever seen somebody move that fast. Gotta give 'im credit though...bigger sack than I ever did see on any of them other scavengers, ha-ha!"
*Chorus of Laughs* Then: "Yeah, Jim? Yeah? And jus' where were you that you got such a good look at all the going's on and still got a head to swivel round and tell such stories? Hmm?"
"Don't question me! I were right there, in the thick of it. I done shot that purple hawked freak straight through the nostrils enough times to make a brain slushie! So don't you say nothin' to me!"
"And what about the other? I saw that Mezzenfret take out an entire company of our militia. You tryin' ta tell us he just...let you walk away?"
"Hell no, I had him outgunned and in the open, ya numpt. He musta decided the battle was better the other way, ha-ha!"
*More Laughter* Then: "And jus' what were ya doing down past the bridge in the first place, Jim? Fightin' were the other way entirely."
"I...uh...BARTENDER, nother round for my comrades!"
*Collective Huzzahs*
Build Images for both the landscape and the ship included in the spoiler below.
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Sanguine Brotherhood Bloodhounds are a common enough vessel within the organization. Even most lowly Blood Lords can gain access to one when they need it. The ship is far less of a fighter and far more of an exploratory vessel, specially outfitted to locate large deposits of Red Transparent Element and Ore. The little one man ships are fast and surprisingly maneuverable, a fact which many of the Brothers enjoy and regularly exploit, and they are each outfitted with special cargo containers capable of transporting large quantities of even the most aggressive and dangerous RT.
