((ooc: Will edit later, I don’t have everyone’s character sheets and need to jot down everyone’s character name, as well as needing to find my notes on which of two feral planets Jarek was on))
Orders sent down from Manos and his subordinates lead the ship to a feral planet where an Imperial settlement struggling to survive had to move on to greener pastures as it were. The land was becoming poisonous and unfit for human life. Jarek Flaythous, the leader of the settlement has set up a trade to have the entire colony moved to the Agri world of Spectoris. They have paid an advance, and the rest is a percentage of the profits from what they grow once they are established on Spectoris.
Captain Octavius took the job with great speed, heading straight towards the feral world. Within an area of swamp, mud and rot they found some crude huts with the only defenses a rusty barbed wire fence. Landing nearby, the explorator made his scans discovering the settlement, discovering two old tech non void flight vehicles. Cassus, who brought three of his subordinates from the main ship with him advanced to scout the area.
Trekking through the mud, Cassus had the misfortune of stepping on a mine. The ex guardsman’s instincts were strong and he instantly knew it was a pressure mine when feeling the strange shift in weight under the mud. He dared not move, and calmly requested assistance over the micro bead.
To the rescue of Cassus was the servo-skull of the Explorator, with a quick combi-tool and precise calculations the mine was disarmed. Cassus and his men dropped to their bellies, crawling through the mud, knifes outward to avoid any more incidents as they made it safely through the mines.
Upon reaching the settlement, a closer look brought the realization that the pilot had some difficulty with navigating to the coordinates provided by the contact for the job. They found a settlement, but it was not the one controlled by Jarek.
Mutants, living in mud caked wooden huts. Some had old worn autoguns strapped to them. Most seemed sick except for the ones with the greater mutations. The least mutated ones just had strange boils and were coughing, scratching at their skin. The ones further away from the Emperor’s saving grace were mishapen, as if their bones were growing larger than their flesh could contain.
The group left quietly back to the ship where the Pilot was finding the correct links to contact Jarek. She did, and Jarek was not pleased that those he hired were with the “mud suckers” as he put them. A swift lift to the air and the group made it successfully to Jarek’s settlement.
The majority of the buildings had been already moved by larger ships. What were left where five buildings and about 20 colonists, a handful of security, Jarek and his yes man Manuel. As Octavius was speaking business with Jarek, The Explorator calculated the time it would take the colonists to complete the break down and ready for transport. After finding the numbers, they were deemed inefficient.
Suggestions to Jarek to speed things up fell on deaf ears. Jarek seemed to want to keep his image of being “for the people” by loudly claiming they have worked hard enough and can work at the pace they choose. This set the crew to aiding with the breakdown to speed things up.
The work was interrupted with gunfire, Cassus speed back to the ship where he left one of his men to guard. He discovered a corpse, and a mutant banging on the entry way to the ship trying to force it open. Cassus avenged his fallen crewman by unloading into the mutant, ripping it to pieces by gunfire, giving part of the ship’s hull a red paint job.
Octavius blamed Jarek for the crewman’s death, trying to force answers out of a confused, and insulted nobleman. Octavius removed his weapons, and raised fists for a duel which Jarek would not have. Heated words flew back and forth, until Jarek threatened to report Octavius to his superiors. Octavius called him on that and went with Jarek to the larger building where communications was set up.
The Pilot took the ship to the air to scout for any more threats. The Missionary in the gunner seat. A threat was found, as one of the mutant’s crude ships can hurdling over the horizon at ramming speed. Through the maneuverings of the Pilot and the awkward bolter fire from The Missionary (who for never using such a weapon was getting some lucky hits) kept the mutant plane at bay.
Be it out of a show of respect, trying to mend things, or just a brash show of courage and strength, Octavius entered the building alone with Jarek and his men. Jarek found this the perfect opportunity to remove the man who had been belittling him in front of the remaining colonists. Guns were drawn on Octavius, ready to kill.
Voidfarers though, of any walk of life, have the oddest of luck in situations like this.
Just as Octavius was about to be shot away by autoguns, The Pilot had lead the mutant plane to Jarek’s settlement, making a nose dive towards the very building Jarek and Octavius were in. She pulled up at the last moment, making it over the building. The mutant ship though could not make such a move and headed on a collision course with the building, and everyone inside.
Octavius was warned over the micro-bead, he grabbed Jarek and ran for it. Before the guards could finish pulling the triggers the plane was crashing into the building. A cocktail of metal shrapnel and building debris landed on Octavius. He was battered and bruised, but alive and walking. As was Jarek.
As the noble wept over his lackey Manuel, afraid and confused colonists struggled to get back to work. Their work was for nothing though, as mutants made their presence known with their battle cries from the nearby woods and advanced.
A retreat was made to the ship, leaving all the materials behind and just getting the people to safety and taking to the air.
The tension on the ship could be cut with a power sword on the way to break atmosphere.
The colonists were a mix of angry, confused and afraid. The Missionary calmed them though. Reassuring the Emperor watches over all, and supplying food and water to those that needed it.
Cassus and the Explorator held onto their suspicions though. Sharpening his sword against his own cybernetic arm, Cassus looked over the passengers with a cold, intimidating stare. The servo skull was sent to hide and eavesdrop. Their suspicion paid off, as one of Jarek’s surviving guards were whispering with another, trying to devise a plan to take over the ship. His counterpart refused to participate, and when the information was relayed to Cassus, he acted as any good security officer would do.
The threat was removed by being thrown out of the airlock. There was no more speak of trying to take over the ship or harm it’s crew.
Arriving back to the main ship, everyone was checked for contamination. Everyone was deemed clean, but the mud from the outfits of Cassus and his men and from a recovered mine showed toxins and small traces of radiation.
Jarek and the colonists were delivered and the job was done. Another ship from Manos’s fleet was there, aiding with the last bit of set up. Some “minor” editing to the ship’s log of the mission by the Explorator showed a flawless mission other than one deceased crew member, which in these times is to be expected.
The crew received their payment when checking in, and Octavius sent the samples of the mine itself and mud for further analysis of what exactly is in the soil. It was suggested by the Missionary for the Feral world to be cleansed of the mutant infection.