KTC TorbaldFinalConversation — Rogue Trader Dialogue Archive

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UlfarUlfar's decision to appear at this meeting without his armour suddenly makes sense — you are watching a ritual, and Ulfar's show of modesty is merely a part of the performance.

YOU[Look more closely at Ulfar]

YOU[Join the chorus] "Show the scars!"

UlfarUlfar turns, with ostentatious reluctance, to let the light fall on the fresh marks he received on Eufrates II. You had no idea he had suffered such deep and grievous wounds. The crowd erupts in roars of approval.

NPCThorbald raises his voice to shout over his brothers: "Did you take a glorious trophy in that battle as a token of your valour?"

UlfarUlfar removes the horn he wrenched from the Helbrute from his belt, and you notice that it is already carved with Fenrisian runes. The Wolf proudly shows the trophy to his comrades, causing another explosion of cheers.

NPC"Proudly thunders the Baleful Howl! Praise the Allfather for sending us such formidable and valiant brothers!" Thorbald makes a gesture, and Halbrandt removes a magnificent axe from his belt, presenting it to Ulfar with a deferential bow. "Accept from the Stormbiters this gift in honour of the battle that was fought shoulder to shoulder."

YOU"So, that's it, you're all best friends now?"

Halbrandt"Of course, Rogue Trader. Ulfar is our glorious brother, and any one of us would gladly die for him. Do not seek to understand Wolves, only one born on Fenris can understand the nature of our friendship and our enmity."

Ulfar"And the Stormbiters are my brothers. It has been an honour to hunt with you all."

YOU"So, that's it, you're all best friends now?"

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YOU"Thorbald, now will you tell Ulfar where to look for his brothers?"

NPCThe Wolf hands you a data-slate. The coordinates displayed on it are a monstrous distance from the inhabited worlds of the Expanse. "I will not stand in Ulfar's way if he chooses to go searching, but... brother, you have proven the glory of your pack. Is it not time to sever this wyrd thread? With respect, I once again extend my offer to join the Stormbiters." The pack's plasteel marks are resting in Thorbald's outstretched hand.

Ulfar"Forgive me, brother, but I must decline your offer, though my heart fills with joy at the thought of fighting alongside you." Ulfar draws a knife adorned with scarlet runes and slices his palm. "I, Ulfar Thunderlung, swear before the Blackmane and by the blood of Fenris that I will not cease to seek my pack until my own eyes behold them, alive or dead."

NPC"I understand, brother." Thorbald sighs with regret. "May Blackmane run beside your path. Fortify yourself, stoke your rage. I see that your heart is darker than the waters of the Worldsea, so I ask you — take care that you do not join... those of whom we must not speak."

YOU"So, that's it, you're all best friends now?"

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YOU"Thorbald, now will you tell Ulfar where to look for his brothers?"

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YOU"Of whom must you not speak?"

HalbrandtHalbrandt clears his throat and opens his mouth to reply, but he catches the sharp glances of Ulfar and Thorbald and swiftly changes his mind.

Ulfar"You do not need that knowledge, Aett-Vater. There are paths in the forest that only Wolves ought to tread."

YOU"So, that's it, you're all best friends now?"

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YOU"Thorbald, now will you tell Ulfar where to look for his brothers?"

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YOU"Of whom must you not speak?"

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YOU"Ulfar, give us a look at your new axe."

NPCThorbald grins with pride as he looks upon the magnificent weapon. "Our Rune Priest quenched it in the blood of the despicable Word Bearers who fell on Eufrates II. The blade is enamelled with bonemeal from the tooth of a Fenrisian kraken, and inscribed on it are the names of all the brothers of the Baleful Howl pack."

YOU"So, that's it, you're all best friends now?"

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YOU"Thorbald, now will you tell Ulfar where to look for his brothers?"

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YOU"Of whom must you not speak?"

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YOU"Ulfar, give us a look at your new axe."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Ulfar, I see you have decorated your trophy from Eufrates II."

UlfarWith something of a flourish, Ulfar shows you the angular yet graceful script of runes that wind around and around the gleaming horn. "When I return to Fenris, I will drink mjod from this while singing the saga of my march into the Koronus Expanse!"

YOU"So, that's it, you're all best friends now?"

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YOU"Thorbald, now will you tell Ulfar where to look for his brothers?"

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YOU"Of whom must you not speak?"

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YOU"Ulfar, give us a look at your new axe."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Ulfar, I see you have decorated your trophy from Eufrates II."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"So, what now?"

NPC"Well, we should probably return to our drekkar." You sense a question mark at the end of Thorbald's statement.

UlfarUlfar's face becomes serious, and he gives you a significant look.

YOU"I can hardly let the glorious Wolves of Fenris leave without first treating them to a fine feast!"

NPCThe wolves burst into shouts of approval, and someone with a gravelly voice starts singing a merry song — no doubt one about massacres and glorious deaths on the battlefield.

Ulfar"The kitchen servants here are certainly no match for those serving in the Great Hall on Fenris, but the masters of this drekkar are not lacking in hospitality or generosity."

NPCThe small group of Space Wolves is enough to fill your entire magnificent ship with clamour, shouts, and other portents of the coming feast. A formidable feast in which eating, drinking, and singing will be done the way Wolves do all things — to their last gasp.

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YOU"Ulfar, I would hate to violate any Fenrisian traditions — you see to the arrangements."

Ulfar"In that case, let the serfs throw wide the cellar doors and haul up the provisions — we will feast and glory in our triumph!"

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YOU"Very good. Farewell."

NPC"Yes. Of course. May your hand be strong, Rogue Trader."

Ulfar"Perhaps... a little farewell feast? We should celebrate our victory..."

YOU"I can hardly let the glorious Wolves of Fenris leave without first treating them to a fine feast!"continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Ulfar, I would hate to violate any Fenrisian traditions — you see to the arrangements."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Very good. Farewell."

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YOU"No, no, we will do without any feasting today."

NPC"May the Allfather look upon you with pride and approval, brothers."

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YOU"No, no, we will do without any feasting today."

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YOU"So, what now?"

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YOU"Ulfar, I see you have decorated your trophy from Eufrates II."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"So, what now?"

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YOU"Ulfar, give us a look at your new axe."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Ulfar, I see you have decorated your trophy from Eufrates II."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"So, what now?"

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YOU"Of whom must you not speak?"

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YOU"Ulfar, give us a look at your new axe."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Ulfar, I see you have decorated your trophy from Eufrates II."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"So, what now?"

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YOU"Thorbald, now will you tell Ulfar where to look for his brothers?"

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YOU"Of whom must you not speak?"

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YOU"Ulfar, give us a look at your new axe."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Ulfar, I see you have decorated your trophy from Eufrates II."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"So, what now?"

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YOU"Respect your brother's honour. He is a servant of the Allfather, not a braggart."

Halbrandt"Shh, now — 'tis tradition," says Halbrandt, chiding you like a child.

YOU"Please, stop. All this noise is giving me a headache."

NPCThorbald lowers his voice. "We are almost finished, Rogue Trader."

YOU[Observe silently]

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UlfarThe proud Wolf accedes to his brothers' request with the stern grimace of a man uninterested in accolades.

YOU[Look more closely at Ulfar]

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YOU[Join the chorus] "Show the scars!"continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Respect your brother's honour. He is a servant of the Allfather, not a braggart."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Please, stop. All this noise is giving me a headache."continues where this line first appears above

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NPCYou know that a name inscribed on a Fenrisian weapon can mean different things, whether glorification of past heroes or... commemoration of the fallen. Ulfar runs his fingers over the symbols, lingering first on one name, and then another. You are no expert in Fenrisian runes, but you can make out these two — "Arnoolf" and "Skyaddi."

Ulfar"Thank you for this gift worthy of the Varagyr, Ironhide." Ulfar tests the weight of his new weapon, and his face bears that satisfied expression seen only on the faces of true warriors who have found the perfect weapon for their hand.

YOU"So, that's it, you're all best friends now?"

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YOU"Thorbald, now will you tell Ulfar where to look for his brothers?"

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YOU"Of whom must you not speak?"

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YOU"Ulfar, give us a look at your new axe."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Ulfar, I see you have decorated your trophy from Eufrates II."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"So, what now?"

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NPC"So we meet again, Ulfar Thunderlung." Thorbald gives Ulfar a stern nod, then turns his steely gaze on you. "Live long, Rogue Trader. Business has brought us to your drekkar."

HalbrandtThe traces of Halbrandt's encounter with Ulfar's rock-hard forehead are still fresh on his face. The young Wolf rests his hand on his axe.

Ulfar"Greetings, brothers. What brings you here?" Ulfar returns Thorbald's look with an equally fierce glare. For some reason he has forgone his magnificent armour today and stands on the bridge clad in little more than the physical perfection inherent to an Angel of the Emperor.

YOU"Live long, comrades. Fenrys hjolda!"

NPC"Fenrys hjolda. We thank you for your hospitality and kind words, brave huskaerl."

NPCThorbald's face breaks into a wide grin, his affected severity vanishing from his face. He rumbles solemnly, "Brother Ulfar, you swore that you would stand for the honour of your pack, the Baleful Howl. Did you descend to Eufrates II with your brothers? Did you fight?"

Ulfar"That world my boots did tread,
In fallen halls my victory cries I roared.
The day the Allfather asks
for a reckoning of my deeds,
I will not be ashamed
to tell of the siege of Eufrates."

NPC"Who will bear witness to the truth of this Wolf's words?"

YOU"I will bear witness..."

NPC"We know you, [Name]. We have seen you in battle. We believe you."

NPC"Show us the scars, Brother Ulfar, that we may see the mark of your deeds in the flesh."

Ulfar"I did not acquire my scars to show them off, Brother Thorbald."

NPC"Show the scars, brother! Show the scars!" Thorbald's cry is echoed by the other Wolves, who bang their fists on their armour in time with the words. The ship begins to vibrate.

YOU[Look more closely at Ulfar]

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YOU[Join the chorus] "Show the scars!"continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Respect your brother's honour. He is a servant of the Allfather, not a braggart."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"Please, stop. All this noise is giving me a headache."continues where this line first appears above

YOU[Observe silently]continues where this line first appears above

YOU"What is happening?"

NPCInstead of answering you, Thorbald merely brings a finger to his lips.

Halbrandt"I will bear witness to this. In that battle, there was no Wolf more valiant or bloodthirsty than he of the Baleful Howl."

NPC"Show us the scars, Brother Ulfar, that we may see the mark of your deeds in the flesh."continues where this line first appears above

YOU[Say nothing]

Halbrandt"I will bear witness to this. In that battle, there was no Wolf more valiant or bloodthirsty than he of the Baleful Howl."continues where this line first appears above

YOU"My lord Thorbald, I shall immediately order every officer on deck to begin preparations for a feast."

NPCThe leader of the Space Wolves raises his hand imperiously, but the hint of an approving smile plays about his lips. "Wait, [Name]. Before we revel in victory, the deed must first be done."

YOU"To what do I owe the pleasure?"

YOU"So, you have come to quarrel again."

NPC"Not to quarrel. I come on grave business. The business of battle."

YOU"I did not invite you."

NPCThorbald shrugs nonchalantly. "Poor is the master who calls the Wolf into the house. Doubly poor is the one who does not offer the Wolf fresh meat when he has already crossed the threshold."