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{{Gamelog
|Session Date=2010/11/12
|Campaign=YuriRT1
|Author=Jason
|Session Title=Orks, Damn Orks, and Statistics
}}
Nagivator Simoom and Seneschal Corvus suddenly come down with space
dysentery.

The {{Ship|Foresight}} wants to send people aboard to observe our
drives. (Remember that [[Opiter Castus]] got mail from them last
session? Of course you don't.) Opiter would rather prefer not to have
observers in his engine room, but refusing would put us in an awkward
position. [[Marneus Machariel|Lord Captain Machariel]] invites one
aboard to discuss it, and so at the appointed hour, a Tech-Priest
teleports aboard. Marneus invites them to help repair the space
station, and they're on board with that plan. An arrangement that will
benefit everyone - how very un-Imperial of us. They send over about
300 human and 100 servitor-grade Mechanicus staff.

We depart Footfall, piously hoping that Jahazer's assistants land us
someplace other than the interior of a star. They course will require
twenty days in warp. Our chances of avoiding warp storms suddenly seem
awful low. We suffer from strange dreams and odd whispering sounds in
our waking hours, a phenomenon we attribute to the ship's ghosts being
uncomfortable with the Mechanicus aboard. We also experience a ...
warp storm! The edge of the Cauldron tosses us about a bit, but we can
ride it out without serious difficulty. On the far side of the
Cauldron, we experience further hauntings, but nothing worse. As we
arrive, the backup navigators outdo themselves, dropping the ship
safely out of warp on an anticipated vector.

Our Augery Arrays sweep the system, and the senior operator reports
that they've sighted another ship. It's docked at the station, and
it's not one of ours. The Lord Captain orders us to sneak up on it,
forcing [[Anastasia Xanatov|Anastasia]] to attempt the Run Silent
maneuver.

Your faithful correspondent got paged to deal with a situation at
work, and when I returned, {{ship|Solo Drakban}} was shooting at Orks.
The dorsal battery scores three very solid hits on the Ork vessel
before the filthy greenskins become aware that the bringers of the
Emperor's Grace have entered the system. The Ork ship performs an
emergency undock, which breaks the seal on the docking tube
and spaces a bunch of orks. Return fire from their prow guns
goes wide. With the Orks undocked, the Lord Captain orders weapons
free. Anastasia, fearing the greenskins will try to ram, Comes To New
Heading and performs astonishing feats of flying, dancing handily
around the enemy in a most un-Imperial kind of way. Jotham's attempt
to inspire the ventral weapons crew with his militant brand of
religion fails, and none of ''Drakban'' s weapons land sigificant
hits. Our void shields deflect the return fire, and our salvo, more
accurate now that we're on a steady course again, knocks out their
filthy xeno sensors. With the ships settled out on their new courses,
Marneus' plan has worked - the Orks are chasing us away from the
station. Our fire nails them, delivering solid hits from both keel and
dorsal batteries, and inflicting significant damage on the Orks. The
xeno Captain begins lining his ship up to ram, but Anastasia runs
rings around him. Their attempt to overdrive their engines causes them
to stall out briefly, making it much easier for us to escape their
ramming efforts. Sadly our shooting takes a turn for the worse, and
the Orks, overdriving their engines make up some distance on us.
Anastasia cuts inside the Orks, forcing them to go wide to get back on
a ramming heading. Shooting continues to be inconclusive as the Ork
ship gets back on our tail... until the Ork captain blows a roll and
his drives fail completely, making him our biotch. We begin to circle
around, and the maneuvering throws our fire off. The Orks' salvo as we
try to leave their firing arc takes out our Gellar field. Opiter gets
[[Lucius Holt|Lucius]] to attempt to lock weapons on, and with a
little help from the Machine Spirit, he succeeds. Sadly we can't
penetrate their armor. As we come around behind them, our keel weapons
score a critical hit, causing their tech sprites to go surly and
disabling their shields, warp drive, life support, bridge, and macrocannons. At
this point the GM rules that we can just park behind them and blast
away until they all die. Huzzah! Opiter repairs our Gellar field and
all's well with the world, except for the casualties.

Lucius sends a message home telling them that we arrived and they
should send tugs. Oops, doubles on the roll to send the message! Warp
ghosts fill the air and float about howling in pain. You learn to live with that sort of thing on a haunted ship.

The Lord Captain orders a scan of the station. We discover that it's
armed, which makes for a nice bonus. It also has a couple thousand
Orks aboard. We board the station and attack some Orks. Cleanse! One
awesome kill-crazed montage later, we've stunned, boltered, spaced,
or incinerated a couple thousand Orks, and the station has been
reclaimed for the God-Emperor of Mankind. [[Jotham Lentillus|Jotham]]
tends to the wounded, but we have only ~50 killed.

A week later, more Machariel ships arrive to help with the work. Our
efforts will now be supported by a couple large cargo ships and a few
small gunboats. We begin by dragging the station out of the inner
system into deep space - not through the warp, just in real space. It
takes a few weeks to drag it out through the gravity tides, rocks, and
other nonsense, but that just gives us time to work on the ship and
the station. We get both fixed up, and partial life support on the
station - partial meaning the air is foul and gravity is fractional,
but you won't die if you take your suit off.