Sven appears with his Wolf Guard
"Marius , Mikal I require you two. A Tau fleet entered the system several days ago, reports indicate that only half the Tau ships remain and any that do are scatted. We believe you're Allie Shas'O was captured by the Chaos Forces only a few hours ago."
The Chaos Space Marines continue firing in a utter fury , the bolt shells tearing apart and removing any snow around the Assassin who is forced to constantly move under their heavy fire power. A Marine throuws a fragmentation grenade near to the Assassin who darts away as a massive explosion of snow and ice appears.
The Cell is small and less room for any beings with its tiny space, the Cultist that is locked in the room with Shas'O is sleeping and pays no attention to him. The door is a energy shield that shimmers a red color every few seconds.
Yes lord and we request to lead the attack to rescue him, and the sooner we cna leave the better Marius's hand is fingering the hilt of the massive sword held in his grip with the point touching the gorund.
She sets her limiter to normal. With the sudden wave of null energie everyone sickens except for lotus she rushes to the marines and starts killing them with her memory blades.
The Assassin is countered by Bolter and Plasma Gun shots by the Chaos Marines who begin to slowly move into a position that forces the Assassin to retreat , they begin to take constant and precise pot-shots and grenade throws while the Champion directs their assaults on the wounded and bleeding Assassin.
Shas walks over to the energy shields and looks out at the brig , it is full off cells and in its center a control panel and generators that hum constantly. A Chaos Karskin armed with a large custom Auto-gun cheeks out the Panel and shrugs his shoulders and walks off dropping a Key-like device onto the floor.
"Marius we would prefer if you would lead the attack on a Chaos Assault Carriers loading area of a base, upon boarding the ship you would steal codes we believe to be Command codes and use them to help us during the battle Shas is a second priority. "
Seeing the incoming argument, Mikal tries to compromise.
"Then send me, Lord, to get Shas. Have Marius do that but send me to get the Tau commander. He'll be needed in one piece if the Tau ships are going to help us, and we need all the allies we can find just now."
"How would you Mikal , that ship can't even be approached without the use off Codes or a Drop-Ship. The one we have was decommissioned earlier and its codes wiped from the Chaos Command centers and with Syrath still out their you would have difficulties even leaving this place."
Boarding Torpedoes, have the batteries on the fang fire a low bore shell at a section of the ships hull once thety breach the shields and fire a boarding torpedo after it, the explosion will knock out any sensors they have in that area and the boarding torpedo will be able to breach. Before you go mikal i would request something of you, If at all possible do not let the Shas'o land, I still have not thought of a way around that direct order yet.
Sven growls slightly, "Let it go Marius, I give the Shas'o and his warriors permission to land on Fenris and leave again but not to enter the Fang, and only while this war rages."
Thankyou Lord... I will indeed agree to asssaulting the carrier, they will not survive me. When do i leave?
"Soon with a large force too , there base is heavily defended and will not fall with ease. Mikal will be going soon as well but if this mission fails and you are captured or worse Blood Claw don't expect assistance. That ship can carry Hundreds of Chaos Space Marines and Daemons and is heavily armed."
The Chaos Marines ignoring the distraction and returning to their work on the Anti-Air gun.
A Thunder-Hawk begins to take Mikal and a group of Blood Claws to a Space Wolf cruiser currently combating the Chaos fleet around the Portal and Command Ship which is heavily guarded and armed. When they arrive they ignore the extra weight and begin equipping the Space Wolf strike team with equipment for the boarding action as they enter the Torpedoes.
"We'll be launching in twenty seconds , once the torpedoes hit we will be making a quick extraction of this Tau."
Marius Locks himself down in his harness abourd the thunderhawk, "The winds of Fenris" and begins cycling through the ships weapons, interfacing with the machine spirit of the Dropship. after a few seconds he takes control of the guidance and propulsion systems and Starts the Engines. Because of the Nature of the Mission, he would only have a small number of escorts, and when he actually reached the cruiser then he would be on his own. Not that that bothered him, he had had his core rigged with an overloader so that the marines would never beable to ge the soulstones in his sarcophagus if he fell in battle.
to the farseer Are you ready for this old friend?, Aye Marius, I am
Then lets go
{Locked frequency channel, authorization code beta alpha niner requesting launch clearance, for the Winds of Fenris callsign "Icehammer"}
{Thats a green light Icehammer, you have a go, cleared for liftoff in t-minus 5, Emperor be with you Marius}
{Thankyou control, I'm going to need him. Clear the platform, For the allfather}
Marius engages the vertical retro thrusters and then the main sublights, the Thunderhawk smashed up into the sky and with no non-dreadnought crew he could push the ship to its limits, accelerating quickly into the stratosphere. Tracer shells whip past the hull as he jinks through the fire lines and then hes clear, the planet falling a way behind him after a few seconds of breakneck aerobatics.
His escort flys in loose formation around him as he pushes forwards towards the cruiser. {This is the Flying Wolf squadron, my callsign "Yimrs fist" we'll be bringing you through the blockade Icehammer. Sound of squadron leader}
{2 in fligh path} {3 on your 6 Icehammer} {4 ridin high} {5 locked on target} {Icehammer appreciatting your assistance Flying Wolf Lets take her in}
A few seconds later the vox sarks up again {Reading multiple darts, weve got 3 at 9 o'clock high and 5 at 11 o'clock low, all squadron prepare to engage} {2 Affirmative} {3 Gotcha} {4 On it} {5 Locked and ready} {Icehammer Lets bring the Rain}
Marius throws the Thunderhawk into a low loop loosing several blasts from the forwards mounted lascannons into a pair of Hell Talons which spin out of control and smash into each other, he sees 5 jink a burst of quads through the wing of anouther and 2 and 3 tail 3 more to oblivion with short quad bursts, 1 takes out a pair with his lascannons. and theyre free and flying again.
The squadron and its charge move through the blockade in this fashion eliminating small groups of enemy fighters and Marius is safely brought to the first cruiser under the radar, the cruisers guns already occupied with gunning into anouther Tau vessel. {This is Air caste member Tio'au'vres, we will escort you home Icehammer, call us when your hot}
{Affirmative Tio, will call when needed, making my landing now}
Marius blasts open a pair of Hangar doors and sets the thunderhawk down afer laying about with its quads, dead CSM litter the hangar as Marius disembarks, {Icehammer has made landing, commencing radio silence}
Marius stomps towards the double doors leading out of the hangar and draws his massive sword. Lets do this
Mikal leads his brothers in a litany as they are sealed inside of their boarding tubes, their heavy equipment clanking around as they marched. As the litany ended and the Blood Claws prepared to board their torpedoes, Mikal addressed them.
"Mark my words brothers, many of you will not come back from this mission. But know that today you fight not only for Russ and the Allfather, but our allies as well. The enemy has thought us weak, he has brought the fight to our doorstep in an arrogant attempt to usurp the Emperor's Wolves."
Snarls of hate fill the corridor, banging of feet and clanking of fists against metal. Mikal smiles, knowing he has gotten the group into a suitable battle rage.
"Fight hard, die well, show them why we are the Allfather's executioners!" Roars of agreement filled the corridor which turned into a chant as the Blood Claws boarded. Mikal himself lay in his torpedo and watched the light dissolve into blackness as the tube was shut.
Mikal closed his eyes, breathed deeply, and prayed to Russ for protection and good fortune.
Marius puts the point of his sword against the door, in the crack where the two halfs of it meet. And then he puts the full measure of his immense strength and wieght into the point of the sword. The door groans slightly and then crumples like an old tin can, folding around the sword and then shearing away, immediatly claxons abnd sirens begin to sound and bolter wielding CSM sprint down the corridor towards him, and then promptly turn and flee for reinforcements.
Marius never lets them get there, gesturing with one robotig hand a vein in the cranium of each marine is pressured until it pops, instantly killing the marines through a high pressure explosion in their massive Astartes heads which shreds their brains but leaves their cranium intact. A small trickle of blood from the mouth eyes ears and nose is the only sign of the death and even then this is encased by the helmet and swiftly clots, clean efficient, just like the massive Dreadnought that trod carelessly on thier bodies pulping them in an instant. But absolutely no fun at all.
Marius moves carefully through the bowels of the ship, disabling engines and drive controls with careful application of Psyker energies. The pet sorcerors who get in his way are rent from head to toe with the Blade of fenris, which Marius wields with the prodigous skill of a deulist Wolf Guard entombed in a shell that increases his senses and reflexes many times over.
Nothing can stand in the mighty dreadnoughts way. Eventually he works his way to the bridge and instead of crushing it he slides it open with his power, and then seals it behind him when he walks through, to the general amasement of the crew at the bridge. Soon blood begins to run from beneath the door.
I think of a way that I could possibly be able to escape, and suddenly remember something.
I make sure the Heretic is asleep before I can even try to do what could be impossible. As I remember the time that I was given powers of the mind and body from the Star Serpent, before it was destroyed, and search within myself for any remnant of the power that was once granted to me.
I reach out with my mind, and try to lift the key-like device.
OOC: Meh, it was an old RP, got kinda stpid, but I remember stuff from it, it was only me and Mordoskul who were ever involved in it...
... and by the way (I only am using this as I seriously can't think of any other way to escape) if I do somehow miraculously get back the powers I assume they will definately be very minor, as in only being able to lift small stuff...
Mikal will be along to give you a hand soon, and Marius is strongly tempted to come and save you also once his task is done.... against orders... which may also mean that he would be bringing the escape vehicle as boarding torpedoes are usually only oneway.
(Shas it never happened , the Star Serpent still lies beneath the remains of some freezing ice world that is barren for a group of Wolves )
Lotus is able to retreat after avoiding heavy fire power from the well prepared Chaos marines , she soon reaches a safe point from which she can see the Chaos marines. They have set up Automatic turrets and shields to defend the area.
Marius and the Space Wolves have battled their way out of the hanger destroying each door and heretic in their way while several Grey Hunters stay behind to guard the area and activate explosives for later , the Dreadnought and his allies breach another door but find several Chaos Marines armed with Heavy bolters and Melta Guns in high positions guarding the area...
The Boarding Torpedo slams into the side of the Chaos ship , it bursts open allowing the Space Wolves to gun down any half witted Cultist or traitor in the area. The Space Wolves disembark and ready themselves for more Chaos servants approaching the area with more ant-personal weaponry.
c'tan are star gods, thus they have no Psyker energies, ans indeed the star gods are not into the whole telepathy thing, if i were you i would simply take control of the machine spirits in the door and open it.
Marius shrugs his massive hands, but instead of it just being a simple gesture the entire deck of the ship ripples and then arcs of living lightening strike out into the masses of enemies.
How did they know i was here? It must be a setup. Well then let the game begin. She starts setting up traps after she had enough rest. She makes alot of death traps making sure they are invisible because of snow.
Several of the Chaos Marines fall back stunned and unable to move while others shrug off the pain , after years in the Eye they have grown use to the Pain it causes to both their minds , bodies and souls. They open fire and gun down multiple Grey Hunters while Hemlock takes cover behind Marius.
The Chaos Marines ignore the assassin and continue their work on defending the surrounding area with shields and their own traps.
THERE IS NOONE WITH ME REAPER THIS IS A SOLO MISSION I THOUGHT I MADE THAT CLEAR IN MY PREVIOUS POSTS
anyhoo rant over
Marius takes a couple of melta shots on his side but nothing serious, then he hits back, he summons the very incarnation of the storm wolves, Freki and Geri, who lope into the enemy and tear them to shreds, the Marines frantically try to shoot them but thier shots only hit the ground beneath, the ethereal wolves make short work of the marines
The psychic wolves tear apart several of the Marines and leave the others horibly injured and unable to fight back against the deadly Dreadnought who decimates those who survive while the Wolves dissiper into dust and echos.
The Chaos Marines take no notice off the Assassin as they continue their patrols and duties , their Champion stays in the middle of the area over viewing his soldiers.
Lotus prepares some more death traps. And places them in the shadows. She notes where she left them and makes a little map in her software. She also activates the scan system to see that if one activates she knows. She also scans every soldier for possible weaknesses and weapon layout
The room shakes and causing the shields to lower letting Shas free and allowing him to leave the room grabbing his Rail Gun and leaving the Brig which has been fairly damaged , he soon finds himself being attacked by a group of Chaos Marines who pin him behind several crates. The Leader flings a grenade which hits the side of the crate and begins to shake exploding sending Shas flying and causing him to slam into a wall snapping his ankle and leaving him injured while the Chaos Marines move away to battle other escaping Prisoners.
The Chaos Marines seem to be heavily armed and aware of the situation, the Assassins equipment appears to be damaged after the battle and is unable to scan the Chaos Space Marines who soon spot the Assassin and begin firing on her again while turrets assist them as the Champion flings a Melta Bomb which slams into a nearby hill side exploding in a furious blast of magma and snow.
Marius feels his ship shudder too, something big just happened and he wants to know what it was, flicking the corpse of the last CSM into a corner he barrels through towards the engine rooms, time to get out of here and get to Kais, he trusted Mikal to get the job done, but a dropship would be a good escape route for them.
He quickly deals to the engine core by disabling the central turbines, they are now completely useless.
He retraces his bloody path to the hangar, his work complete, he had over extended the pressure terminal on the second engine bank, if someone were to initiate a warp jump then the entire ship would explode. They wernt going anywhere, and with no weapons and engines, they were hosed.
Marius straps himself into his harness after checking the hangar for interlopers and then takes of
{Tio this is Icehammer, I need your help} {reading you clear Icehammer, what can the greater good do for you?} {We can rescue your general, now lets go}
Mikal makes a quick head count and finds that all his brothers have been accounted for...good.
"Quickly now, we must leave the area, the net will close fast..." Mikal's mind races, they needed a diversion, something that would throw the boarding defense forces on the ship off their trail long enough to at least get where they were going.
"Timed explosives, inside the tubes, that'll give em a nasty surprise. Do it, quickly!" He orders, the blood claws set up timed bombs on the inside of their boarding tubes which are sticking through the walls, whoever would come to investigate was going to be thoroughly surprised.
"Alright, lets go, this way, we need to figure out where the brig is!" Mikal called, leading his brothers away just as the chaos forces who had come to defend the ship got there. Mikal smiled behind his helmet as he heard the rumble of the explosives going off. Suddenly, he could see searchlights from up ahead, two pairs were coming down the corridor, searching back and forth. Quickly, Mikal's brothers hid behind crates and other obstacles in the corridor and waited fro the two figures to approach. Soon, they came within striking distance and the blood claws waited for the signal. Mikal could hear the radios of the two Chaos Space marines...
"Be advised, boarders have been reported, all forces on deck 2DK3 to repel boarders!"
Before the marines could react, Mikal and his men were on top of them, the first was torn to shreds but Mikal and two other space wolves managed to pin the other to the deck. Mikal took out his axe and put it to the marines throat while his other brothers set up a perimeter in the corridor.
"Listen and listen good scum, where do you keep the prisoners? Answer me or I will cut you apart piece by piece." Mikal snarls, his glinting and rage filled eyes visible behind his helmet's lenses.
The Thunder-Hawk takes off and leaves the Ships hanger and allows Marius to watch as the ship crashes into a nearby ice canyon , the Thunder-Hawk soon enters the outer atmosphere of Fenris and begins it's flight towards the Chaos Cruiser. Its a shaky ride but Tau and Imperial Ships are able to allow the Thunder-Hawk time to enter a Hanger , the Chaos marines who guard the hanger instantly begin to attack the arriving but soon move back as the Dreadnought appears.
The Gaunt's head explodes in a bloody shower as the Rail rifle shot pierces its skull and allows Shas'O to move away from the brig area as more prisoners emerge from their cells in hope of freedom.
(It says in the post when you first encountered them! Please pay attention.) The Chaos Marines leave the injured Assassin to the cold of Fernis realising their duties must be fulfilled and return to the small camp.
"Hall-way 328 , take the lift through that doorway and keep moving and you'll find the brig. But do think you'll get far with all the extra security Kremlin placed after a Drop-Ship entered the Hanger." The Chaos Marine coughs and shakes his head "But don't think old Kremies you're only problem."
Mikal mulls over what was said and executes the marine with a swift chop.
"Lets go, we must be swift, this is a simple grab and go operation." Mikal says moving toward the door and the lift.
"Do we even have an exit strategy?" One of his brothers asked.
"He said something about a drop ship in the hanger, we could use that, it would be simple enough." Mikal countered. "We get the prisoner, fight our way to the hangar and escape." The other blood claws nodded at this, reassured.
The lift opened and the brothers piled in. As the lift rose to their destination floor, Mikal checked his weapons, holding his bolt pistol in one hand and an axe in the other. His other brothers were also equipped for the melee of ship born combat and also began checking their weapons and reloading. Mikal lead them in a short prayer which ended as the doors opened, Mikal and three other claws threw smoke and nova grenades into the hallway. Then the charge began.
Mikal rushed forward, ready to chop the first thing he saw through the smoke in half.
A vox to the fang
"This is an operative of the assasinarium. I need an artillary barrage on these coordinates XXXXXXX. It doesnt matter who i am. The most important thing is that i am an ally"
[Sorry but due to me hacking into the system their won't be a barrage and If I change you're words just a bit well you'll see or will you, ha ha]
The Vox cuts out as the Sorcerer laughs
The Space Wolves find Shas'O unconsious on the floor bleeding , he's injured and obviously in pain.
Marius steps down the ramp and blasts the doors back, he doesnt wait for them to fully disengage from the doorframe, he simply keeps going, shunting them aside like so much cardboard.
His massive bulk storms down the corridor butchering those in his way, anouther flimsy door stands in his way, then he hears Mikal's vox
"We get the prisoner, fight our way to the hangar and escape."
{Indeed old friend, as you will be flying with me, now lets get him, where are you? I would rendevous on your position}
Marius watches as Syrath appears , he does not attack Marius but battles several arriving Chaos Marines and sclices them apart and as soon as he sees Marius he bears his claws and hisses.
Begone with you beast, BACK TO THE SHADOWS, a powerful lance of pure energy in the foul creature, he strides forwards and grips the writhing Daemon, Farseer can we stop him from coming back if i destroy him here?
No, I will not have that thing inside me, he will be taken to the fang, and he will be entombed in a sarchophagus and then he will be dropped down the shaft of Ygddrasil. Noone will ever have to deal with him again.
Marius grips the Daemon tightly and then locks the servos, even if Syrath had chewed through the fibre bundles the adamantium hand would keep him locked there until Marius released him.
Marius began to move twoards the sounds of fighting, towards Mikal, towards Shas
The situation in the brig hallway is chaotic to say the least. Prisoners run this way and that and guards from other areas try to secure the area, falling prey to the Space wolves whom they were surprised by and are quickly cut down.
"Over here, Mikal! We've found a Tau!"
Mikal rushes over to find Shas on the ground and helps him up.
"Is that him?" One of the claws asks.
"Yeah its him, alright we've secured the prisoner, stem the bleeding and patch him up, lets--"
Just then he hears the vox of Marius as he enters the ship. Mikal laughs.
"Good to hear you Marius! We've secured Shas, we are heading toward the Hangar bay from the brig on Hallway 328." Just then, shouts and gunshots can be heard down the hall, bolter fire, Mikal judged.
"Standby, we've got company." Mikal left the injured Shas with the pack and stepped forwards.
"Three of you, stay with me, we will provide cover, the rest of you, get to the hangar and make sure the Tau makes it." Mikal orders "Go!"
The Blood Claws head off and Mikal voxes Marius "Alright Marius, my team is headed in your direction, they've got Shas, I'm providing a rear guard, we'll be at the hangar soon."
With that Mikal cuts the vox and grabs a grenade, lobbing down the hall just as figures appear and are blown away by the explosive. Mikal opens fire with his bolt pistol and the others do the same as they fall back and fire at the same time.
"keep up the pressure, they'll be coming in force soon! Get to the hangar!"
The Chaos Marines seem to be setting up a Vox-blocking device that they begin to activate , the Champion gives orders to the Marines about the device.
(Mostly)
A group of escaped Orks attack the Space Wolves but are beaten off by the sherr power while Chaos marines advance on the Space Wolves.
"Kremlin wants some off them alive!"
Syrath growls but soon loses intrest and lights a Cigar and slashes at any Chaos Cultists near. They soon reach corridor 328.
She Didnt make the death traps out of grenades but out of blades cuase grenades are to loud she wants to kill as much as possible with them. (Its an assasin XD always do as less as possible by yourself.)
Marius moves quickly through the corridors and sees the CSM assaulting the Space wolves, with a flick of his sword the CSM are slammed against the wall and their bones pulp thier organs.
Space Wolves, Brothers, we must go now. He puts his sword on his back, Mikal give me shas I will bear him.
He takes the injured tau from mikal and grips him in his fist, but rather than tightening his fist around the small figure he instead makes a shell with his hand that protects the unconcious tau,
The Dreadnought and the Space Wolves battle through the brig tearing apart any prisoners or traitor guard that stand in their way , several Heavy weapons Chaos Space Marines move forward and begin firing on the Space Wolves killing three Blood Claws forcing the others into cover but they are soon torn apart by Marius. They use a lift to the lower area of the hanger were they store Drop-Ships and Gun-Ships along with Heavy Weaponry , Chaos Space Marines move towards the area and begin to fire on the Space Wolves.
(OOC What kind of traps then exactly, you never explained.)
{this is Icehammer to all surrounding imerial ships, were getting out of here clear us a route would you?} {Affirmative Icehammer, on your mark}
Mikal, take shas, I will deal with these, you go!
Syrath What? You dont like them any more then i do do you? ... no Why? Im not going to tell you, suffice it to say i dont like them Leave us alone and fight on our side briefly for the right to leave? ill set you free if you dont bother us again. Either way I have to kill these... things.
Having given shas to Mikal and watched them use his bulk as cover to get to the hangar he draws his sword. Come and get me
"Fine , I've got several bones to pick with these idiots anyway. I'm bored off being crushed by you anyway." Syrath jumps down and spreads his Claws out into a defensive position, he grins at the approaching Marines and Daemons. They snarl and growl at Syrath caring not for the massive Dreadnought.
"Still upset about the missing ammunition? Funny isn't it you're so obsessed with you're little guns and weapons." Syrath leaps forward and slices and decapitates two of the forward Marines.
The Other marines panic as another is sliced apart , the Champion growls and begins to run away from the area and detonates explosives trapping the others with the Assassin leaving the only other exit the traps around them.
Marius calmly reaches out with his mind gripping the minds of the marines, and then witha mental twist, slices their brains in half. The dead marines drop to the ground.
He then walks forwards sweeping his blade in great arcs. Decapitating Daemons faster than they can run forwards to die. Only the Screamers get his specific atention, his blade skewering them before they can get close.
Syrath finishes off the last Marine by bisecting and decapitating him , he throws its corpse to the ground as Icehammer begins to take off , Syrath runs and grabs onto one of its wings as Marius begins walking towards the Thunder-Hawk.
Marius sees the daemon but decides to give him the benifit of the doubt as he maglocks himself into his harness. Once again interfacing with the ships systems he uses its vox to contact the Tau and Imperials.
{Icehammer, to Tio, and Flying wolf Squadron, in need of terminal escort to the landing zone on the surface, Tio you the Shas'o and your fellow air caste have permission to enter the atmosphere and land without fear of repercussion.} {Affirmative Icehammer, the greater good will follow} {Affirmative Icehamemr, were making a run by the hangar in t-minus 7, get your can moving you old gezer} {Good to hear your still with us Flying Wolf, what is the status of your squadron?} {Ridin high Icehammer, were all here.} While they have been talking Marius has started the retro thrusters and the main sublights and manouvered to the hangar doors. when he sees the Imperial Squadron inbound he accelerates into the mob and they head back towards the planet, With non-dreadnought passengers marius couldnt push the thunderhawk as hard but it was still straining as he pushed it though its paces.
{Multiple targets 12 o'clock eyeline, and 2'oclock high, Ice hammer ride it out we will go center, Air caste request wingman assistance on 3 o'clock flank} {Affirmative, Flying Wolf Squadron, we will hold the flank} {High and dry people, prepare for offensive salvo, Icehammer, use your misslebank, we need these things toast.} {Affirmative Flying Wolf}
The chaos fighters make a spearhead pattern splaying out in an inverted double V shaped like a gigantic claw. The ships begin to fire quads at the Imperials but are shredded by salvo of Lascannon fire. The tau follow up on the flank and Ion cannon pulses obliterate the fighters ont he flank. The remaining fighters are wiped by an offensive salvo of hellstreak missles from Icehammer
{Sound of} {2 happy} {3 nothin hapnin} {4 no scratches} {5 Nothin doin} {Icehammer unharmed} {Tio and escorts unharmed, lets go Imperials, a second wave is approaching from the rear}
The extended squadron moves in a large sweeping pattern and punches through the blockade, soon after they are winging theyre way back to the surface. After a brief reentry they land on platforms at the fang.
Marius steps out to see Sven coming towards him. He looks around for Syrath but cant see him, Marius, even some Daemons have honour, especially ones like Syrath, he maybe evil, twisted and creul, but he will hold to his word. I am proud of you, you are mastering the abilities given through our link well. It will only be a matter of time till we are equals.
Sven moves forwards with his wolf guard and Marius turns to his lord ready to defend his actions to the great lord.
"Sir somethings happening, a massive warp surge in the area 117, another group of Chaos ships just breached our defenses and have begun to attack the Fort of Icehorn on the outer reaches of Asaheim. Eight Assault Carriers made it through and appear to be carrying a large force of Chaos Space Marines and Daemons. We better prepare for some heavy fighting milord as the ships could carry thousands of Chaos Space Marines." Syrath drops down from the wing partially on fire , he falls to the ground exhausted.
Sven seems worried and raises his Weapon "Marius, Mikal I must ask you something that I would not usually ask of any warrior of Russ or the Emperor. Can Shas provide support to the fleet and ground forces and what of the Serpent of Tzeentch , has he any use?"
Do not insult me like that again Sven, you may be my superior and i respect you but dont think for a moment that i would go on a pointless mission with so much risk, even on his own he is a formidable fighter Marius moves past Sven, to gather an assault force, I need to be there, Mikal, your coming so are you Shas, gather your squad and anouther two squads with dropships, make sure they are grey hunters, were gonna need the fire support, and one more thing, make sure a squad of long fangs accompanies in a dropship as well. actually make it two squads, we leave in 15 minutes
Marius gets his armour repaired swiftly and gives a request for reinforcements from the rest of the chaapter then heads back to the dropship, a quick blessing from Sven and then they are off, Marius guiding the Tunderhawk from his Chassis as he is now accustomed.
The 4 thunderhawks fly in a close holding pattern and get to the fortress in time to see the Marines disembarking from the massive carriers some 1300 metres from the bulkhead walls.
Once the thunderhawks have landed Marius moves swiftly in making sure that the defenses are ready. He would hold this fortress until reinforcements could be arranged.
(And you may be shot just for standing right now Nocturne.) The Wolf is able to kill two Chaos Marines but is destroyed by a Plasma fire to the head causing it to evaporate and disperse, the other move onto the Assassin with a vengeful look and open fire shattering Lotus's nee cap with a bolter blast. She falls and begins to retreat as the blood pours from her would while the Chaos Marines are in close persecute.
The Carriers begin to deploy Drop-ships and Gun-ships as well as troops from their Anti-Gravity lifts and deployment ramps as they land, twenty forward Drop-Ships begin to land their cargo near the Fortress along with Predator battle-tanks armed with Las-Cannons and Vindicators ready to level the walls of the fort. Marius stands with a group of Long Fangs and Grey Hunters who are reading their weaponry and armour for the battle ahead.
“So Ancient One Marius is it true you tamed the Blue serpent of Chaos and the Spirit of an Eldar lies within you’re hull.” Eager Space Wolves question the Dreadnought seeking his many tales on the eve of battle.
Shas awakes in a small Medical room with a Space Wolf over looking him , he smiles and helps him to his feet. "It seems the others were wrong with the strength of the Tau, you survived a wound few warriors would."
DUde come on how is that possible if her position is not known. Like she stays on a place when she did something just really dude. Cause marta send me a pm to try to play more as an assasin but how is that possible if i dont get the chance because they shoot my fething kneecap to bits. Of course i know that my char will punished because of this but it is just that when i try something i get almost killed and when someone else tries something they almost instantly win. But its fine with me.
(I'm not letting that happen dude, Chaos marines are fairly difficult to kill) Several of the Marines jump out of the way and take pot shots against the Assassin and begin to move forward and continue firing on the Assassin.
Only one is killed as a Chaos Space Marine fires a Bolt-shot into her side and wounding her seriously and causing her to fall. The Chaos marines draw their combat blades and Chain-swords as they advance, they howl and shout and the wounded Assassins.
"I'll enjoy gutting this one like a trout and using its bones as a tooth pick ha ha."
"A Daemonic creature pierced you're right lung and partially breaking a single rib. It took awhile to pull that tooth out."
The Space Wolf shows Shas'O a long black tooth.
Indeed i did youg ones, the blue serpent was a powerful foe, and in some ways it still is, it lay within all of you, the need to do wrong, to allow yourselfs to disregard the rules, to ignore your superiors, you must defeat that serpent, before he coils around your lives.
Marius feels a tang of pride as he watches the yound Space wolves and he looks to Mikal, You should be a grey hunter soon.
A Shadow passes by , it posses no threat and flickers with light blue sparks but pays not attention to Marius or the sound of the advancing Predators and Drop-Ships. The Space Wolves open fire as the Drop-ships doors open and allow Rubric Marines and a Commanding Sorcerer to depart and begin their attack. The Shadow commanders the Drop-Ship and uses it against some of the others and uses its Vox to contact Marius.
"I'll keep them you're back for along as I can." The Scarab shaped ship fires on its brethren as Syrath uses it against its former masters while the Thousand Sons advance.
Everyone, an ally has aided us here, but we must meet them, get to the walls brothers, PRO TOTUS ABBAS!!
Marius stomps his way to the gatehous holding an autocannon in his massive grip.
The weapon was quickly modified for his use and he braces his legs and then aims down the the massive barrel,
Let them have it!!!!!
The gunline on the wall opens up, a glorious rain of fire spears down into the enemy, autocannons plasma cannons lascannons and heavy bolters all rain fire down into the approaching horde.
The Thousand Son advance is quickly stopped by the massive hail of fire that consumes and obliterates the entire front wave, the Sorcerer quickly creates a shield to protect himself but is knocked back and forced to take cover as the other Rubric Marines are cut down by the Auto-cannon while the other scramble to cover taking pot-shots on their way. They successfully kill several Space Wolves but are unable to make a true gun line out of their tattered remnants.
Marius checks his ammo feed and realises that he and others will be running out soon.
Blood claws, get some ammo crates up here, then we charge them!! Grey hunters and long fangs keep firing
Marius snaps the ammo feed shut to his Autocannon and gets down from the wall, taking the broad steps 4 at a time. Once at the bottom he grasps an ammo crate and opens it swiftly, from there he attatches the ammo clips to his ammo feed and then snaps the valve open again.
With close on two dozen Blood claws around him Marius feels thier excitement and feuls it a little by roaring litanies of hatred for Chaos into the air.
They cluster around the gates and wait for a second then as the Astates on the wall begin firing again the gates rotate open and the Blood claws and thier huge commander charge head first into the enemy.
Marius moves beside Mikal, the pair firing bursts of suppression fire from their respective weapons, when they get close Marius snaps the ammo feed shut and slings the weapon onthe mag lock on his back and draws The Blade of Fenris.
The weapon sweeps through the air as they close, Bolter shells sparking From Marius's adamant hull a great warcry as old as the Dreadnought himself roaring from his vox blasters.
(I can't find anything about these Death-strings and have begun to think they are of you're own creation. Can you give me a source please)
The Chaos Marine rolls and fires again shattering her lower shin and fires again stopping her from moving as fast as she could originally, the others move forward and begin to fire at the Assassin and force her to move back.
A Blast of psychic energy shatters a Grey Hunter as the Sorcerer flies into the air on wings of blue and green flames that flow with magic and energy , he descends and draws a blade of fire as a Daemon of Tzeentch possesses his body and begins to mutate it. His helmet twists into a hawk like head that screamers at Marius as it charges forward.
You have to be kidding me Marius growls slightly and draws his autocannon, putting a pair of well aimed shots right at the sorceror
as he expected the shots were diflected by some sort of shielding but they did what he needed, they made contact.
From there Marius drops the autocannon back onto the mag lock on his back and clenches his robotic fist in the air infront of him. The sielding surrounding the sorceror is crushed, and then Marius points the Blade of Fenris at the sorceror and casts living lightning
(In nemesis there was a small reference. As they are based on eldar haywire technology but if you want it gone then its ok. Then it was just an experiment and then it destroys itself but it is one of my little weaponsi can use as an surprise. And come on i am killed twice now how can i possibly kill them? I am an trained assasin and use haywire tech to kill them i thought it was a SMALL group but it looks like at is a fething legion!)
The Sorcerer explodes in a wave of psychic energy but its bloody and gory remains form into something far more terrifying and evil , a greater Daemon of Tzeentch and turns its foul attention to Marius and cackles like a mad old witch, even Syrath could not be compared to this evil thing. "Oh I was promised a special party was I not." Syrath's commanded Drop-Ship crashes into the Daemon and explodes as Syrath jumps out and onto the head of the Daemon and attacks it "Open fire! I can't hold him for long!"
(You're may be highly trained but still Chaos marines have thousands of years experience , if you live in the hell that is the Eye of terror I think you've got a bit more experience than some Assassin. Also you have a shattered Nee cap.)
(I just suggest you retreat , you removed the primary target and are wounded. Returning to you're base [Probably have one] and healing would be best. With a shattered Nee cap you really should.)
Marius growls, Bloodclaws, open fire on the Daemon
Marius watches in horror as one of the blood claws rushes forwards trying to get glory and is swatted by a Psykick lance that smushes him across the landscape.
Marius growls HE IS MINE!!
Marius grips his sword and moves forwards, Farseer, ward my from his powers, i will engage him in hand to hand and distract him, once he is distracted i will need you to crush his mind.
Marius loops his sword up and brings it hammering down on the great bird.
The bird blocks it with its staff and trys to fire a bolt of energy at marius, but the farseer blocks it,
The bird blinks, surprised for a second, and its all marius needs to smash the Daemon backwards with his sword and then close the distance.
The Daemon engages with Marius in hand to hand combat ,both are graceful in combat the Daemon is unable to gain any true advantge against him. It growls and flies into the air sending bolts of energy at Marius and escapes. Syrath stumbles over to Marius and revels his half scorched face.
(OK , let's just continue.)
I activate a hidden trap which activates a hallicunation gass which cant be filtered out of the air. I then kill them and walk to the outpost. Where i plant a bomb on the equipement and i retreat. (I hope this is ok because else there was no way i could survive.)
(Srry about the delay guys, got family visiting, so wont have much time to be on here until next week, I will however do my best! Now lemme backtrack some to get me up to speed.)
The operation aboard the ship is completed swiftly, due to the power of Marius and the farseer and the wiliness of Mikal and his Blood claws, Shas is rescued and the enemy shipping weakened. Soon, the two are back on Fenris and Shas is whisked into the infirmary, hopefully upon waking he would be able to assist the space marines.
Mikal and the assembled defense force soon make their way to the fortress that is being assaulted and Mikal joins his brethren in preparing for the fight. They adorn their armor with talismans and pelts to signal that they were warriors of Russ about to make war. The chantings and stories of Marius, the sagas told and the lessons given before the battle started were not lost on Mikal. For the first time Mikal felt at home amongst the others of his pack, he was no longer just a warrior of the Emperor, he was now truly a Space wolf, all the doubts that the others had had about his origins were now moot exemplified by the words of Marius who assured Mikal of his place amongst the Grey Hunters. Mikal grinned at that, somehow heartened by the prospect of being able to bring death swiftly to the enemies of man.
Soon the battle began, the opening shots were fired. Mikal snarled in frustration, the blood claws had no long range weaponry and so for the first few minutes had to watch the Grey Hunters and the Long Fangs deal the firepower. The claws had their turn soon enough, however, and began pelting the enemy with fire from their bolt pistols and slashing at them with their chainswords (or in Mikal's case, two howling frost axes). Mikal's wrath was unquenchable he looked to kill everywhere with impunity. He held a wall segment with a group of Grey hunters and watched their flanks with some of his blood claw brethren. A hunter went down from a bolt of warp magic to the chest, Mikal continued to fire his bolt pistol at the oncoming enemy but bent down and also picked up the grey hunters bolter with his other hand. At that moment, chaos forces breached the wall behind Mikal. The young Claw didn't even wait for the smoke to clear, he filled the hole in the segment with bolter fire. Blood spurted and men screamed at Mikal's fury, he advanced, both guns spitting death.
His weapons finally dry clicked after he had slaughtered two squads of traitor guardsmen in one long burst. Three Rubric marines trudged up behind them, Mikal's reflexes were quick but not quick enough. As he grabbed his axes, the Rubric marines fired. Mikal jinked, but not fast enough to dodge the bolts, his armor absorbed two heavy blows but the third entered his torso and knocked him to his back. The Rubric marines advanced to finish him but as they stood over him, Mikal's eyes opened and with an uncontrolled burst of pure inner wolf, he slaughtered two of the Marines with the axes and killed the other with his own fallen bolter.
It was then that the charge was sounded by Marius. Mikal joined his brethren in the charge, coughing drops of blood from his injury. He ran and slew, part training, part wrath, part luck. Mikal and Marius both lead the way until the daemon of unholy Tzeentch challenged the unstoppable Marius. Mikal defends Marius flanks, making sure no sorcerrous energies touch the venerable dreadnought. By the time the Daemon flees, Mikal's armor is pitted and scraped with damage. A few burn marks are scorched on it from where the sorcerers scored direct or indirect hits. Mikal's hands remained clamped to his axes, his breath hot and bloody in his mouth, he gags again.
"The hated enemy, servants of the one eyed tyrant, bane of Russ and his sons." He spits "So this is all they can conjure?" He laughs as he stumbles to his knees, trying to remain upright.
(sorry about the length, had to bring Mikal to the present )
Mikal feels a strong hand pick him up and put him on his feet. Mikal uses the hulking form of Marius' form as support as the two limp back to the fortress wall. Despite his injuries, Mikal feels elated, there was not telling how many of the enemy laid slain on this plain, the bosom of snowy Fenris. Mikal's breath came out hot and ragged, sending little plumes of steam into the air around his face. He continued to laugh.
Your a good friend Marius, more than I could have ever asked for, more than I deserve probably, don't know what I'd do without your guiding hand."
It was then that Marius made another comment about the Grey Hunters.
"Perhaps, Marius, perhaps, if that were to happen then this indeed would be a glorious day. But first let us see what Lord Sven has to say, see if Shas is awake."
Mikal's thoughts roam as he walks. He remembers the fight and remembers the hated for of Syrath in the mix.
"That scum bastard Syrath was there, and he assisted us? Why?" Mikal shook his head. "I will never understand the workings of Chaos." Silently, Mikal prayed that his last words were always true, for he knew that the day they were false would be his greatest damnation
You are not such a bad friend yourself Mikal, An old warrior could not ask for a better companion, alive with the fires of youth.
Marius walks a couple of steps furthur before answering Mikal, The warp is an ever shifting thing, sometimes it is aligned against us, sometimes the chaos gods alienate one of thier own and it is forced to work alongside us, remember Mikal, it is only chaos that we must hate, the other denisens of the warp are not to be hated, or feared, but to be pitied, for they are under the yoke of harsh task masters.
Only the likes of us can lead them to the path of Righteousness, Syrath is one of these denisens, he is a Daemon, but i do not think that he is aligned with any god in particular, and he seems to hate the servants of Tzeentch in particular. I deeply mistrust him, as should we all, but there is no reason why he shouldnt fight alongside us. He is as embittered by these Chaos gods, as we are
Marius continues walking for a bit, once they are inside the gates he halts, Mikal, listen to me, it is not for us to decide who should die, and be destroyed, and who should live and be redeemed, that is a task for our superiors, and it may well be that one day, you.. or I, ascend to Svens throne, long may that day be in coming and long llive our lord. But if we should have to attain that position, then it is us who must decide these things, but neither of us will be ready if we do not learn from our superiors.
I am still a warrior, not a tactician. Part of me is slowly shifting to that place of being, but that could be many many years away, by that time you could very well be in the vaunted ranks of the Wolf Guard. I do not know, but no matter what happens, stick to your friendships Mikal, they will see you through a millenia of lives
"Ah, yes, it is coming back to me now. I must thank you and the Space Wolves for helping me, otherwise I might not be alive right now," I say in thanks to the Space Wolves. "Know, have you got my armour? I need to find Marius and Mikal."
"Yes , its partially damaged on the shoulder but it does not seem to be in repairable. You're engineers will be able to repair it easily, Marius and Mikal and in the courtyard and are readying themselves for a second defense but are happy to know that you are OK."
The Space Wolf hands Shas'O his Helmet and smiles.
"I'm Kenoth by the way."
Marius and Mikal here a blast outside of the Fortress but see it is the Burning remains of the Drop-ship commanded by Syrath as he assisted the two against the Thousand Sons , the Daemon appears again from behind and smirks.
"I serve lord Tzeetch but I fight for my goals and Kremlin and Escalibar are my enemy's , the term the enemy of my enemy is my friend applies here and I will happily assist you."
Syrath dissolves into the air once again.
The Assassin returns to the small Imperial base unknown to the Imperials for healing and new weaponry.
As the Assassin leaves the pod she is surprised as the Vox-screen flickers to life showing a screen of writing.
[This is a triumph , a great success. My little plans are working , for my gifts will soon be reviled and I'm happy for this , you should be its quick and harmless and I rated you such as a threat. By know you've realised who this is and the message is good bye. When it ticks it will make a boom and you'll be over ,enjoy a quick and painless death.] The ticking sound begins to fill the room.
Shas enters the courtyard and see's Mikal and the massive Dreadnought Marius. Other Space Wolves crowd around him asking him questions of his battles and quests of danger and Daemons.
The Assassin is able to clear the base as the rigged explosives go off and the message from Kremlin still playing as a Drop-Ship arrives over the burning base at a low angle , a Marine steps out from one of the door ways and looks around.
"Theirs nothing here tell Kremlin that the Assassin is dead."
A culexus i think thats obvious as there are different "clades" which are specialized. I am specialized in psykers and demons. But i am able to kill normal dudes
nocturne's wrath wrote:Character
Name: subject 15643
Class: CULEXUS assasin
Equipement: animus speculum. Memory blade. Psyk out grenade. Mind flayer. And a huge array of anti psyker weapons and spells
Bio: born as a black pariah (soulles) she soon was trained to be an assasin now she is on fenris to kill every psychic being (imperial and chaos because maybe the imperial psykers turn renegade) she has this command given to her by the highest autority possible. The great council itself.
(I'm sorry for my mistake but still you do kill enemies rapidly while the other posters describe the battle more than you who assumes because you are a assassin the Chaos Marines will fall like domino's however this is far from the truth and I will be increasing the Difficulty off the Chaos forces. Blank or not the psychic blasts do affect gravity and bolt shells and chain-swords will kill you even if the psycher does not also please change the hole "Kill every Psychic thing" because its just stupid. This is Fenris and the Inquisition would never do that.)
Mikal limps off, still laughing, still coughing. He knew Maruis' words were those of encouragement and wisdom. It was funny, Mikal had really never had a father figure. His own was killed in a raid on Cadia and he had no recollection of his biological father at all. He supposed his commander in the Kasrkin qualified but it wasnt personal, there wasnt a friendship. Marius had quickly become Mikal's guardian and in many ways his father, he taught him, corrected him, supported him, and looked out for him. It was a relationship Mikal knew he was lucky to have, most had nobody, only a few blessed ones had friends to make their bleak lives meaningful.
The Emperor had surely blessed Mikal...
The bloodied youngblood reported to the fort's infirmary. As the medics began their examination, they were in the process of getting Mikal's armor off when they came to his gauntlets, they were wrapped like steel around the hilts of his axes, Mikal laughed, he couldn't let go of them he had held on so tightly. The Wolf priest had to wrench the weapons from his gauntlets to allow the medics to take them off. The priest looked at Mikal's body and smiled at his still standing, bloody but unbowed frame.
"You are a strong lad, I have seen many wounded claws in my day and most are unconscious by the time they are carted in with your wounds."
"I will take that as a compliment, Lord." Mikal said, still wearing the smile he had. A gagging fit overtook him and he sagged onto a cot.
"Rest easy now, young one, your fight is over for a while." Mikal remembered the priest saying. He wanted to say something back but at that instant he blacked out on the cot and was lost to the world for a time.
(Theres a lot of Marius-Mikal love going on here )
I see Mikal walking off, away from the rest, and decide to talk to Marius, as I hear him speak to me.
"As it is good to see you my friend. And it seems you have some admireres within your order," I laugh. "Now, I must thank you and Mikal for getting me off the Chaos ship. And Kenoth, also, for ctually saving me from my wounds," I say, resting my hand on my chest.
Marius decides to ignore the amused stab at his friendship with Mikal It is well that you are still with us old friend, anouther wave of chaos approaches, and I think you would be interested in showing them the meaning of your anger?
And on anouther note, how do you like my chassis? not a patch on your Tau engineering I'd wager but still, its good enough for an old wolf like me
Kenoth begins his work on Mikals wounds taking time to remove unexploded Bolts and frag grenade shrapnel , he also repairs his damaged power armor.
"This is strange, I found this lodged between one of you're ribs."
He holds up one of Syrath's Shattered claws.
The base is heavily damaged and only a few things are found , a data file on Syrath , Kremlin and [Classified].
The howls of Daemons and battle hungry Chaos marines are heard as two Predators and Vindicators lead their front line while flying beast arrive over head and roar and scream at the Space Wolves below.
Data[Syrath]
Aliases: Syrath the Immortal , the Shadow
Background: Tzeentch Daemon arrived M39 destroyed several thousand Imperial worlds backed by the Daemon horde of Escailibar but was betrayed and bound to a key in the Eye of Terror , he is now unbound from the Key and searching for new war on any planet.
Data[Kremlin]
Aliases: The destroyer
Background: PURGED FROM RECORDS
Data[Farseer Syrthionis]
ALL DATA PURGED UNDER ORDERS OF INQUSITON
"I find it quite durable, with good weapons. Not as good as our battlesuits, but still an excellent piece of technology. But I need to talk to you about the Fars-" I am cut off just as the Chaos forces arrive "Now, we must repel thier attack!"
I get out my rail rifle, which was given back to me allong with my armour, and use it to snipe the flying Daemons.
Mikal comes to as the Wolf Priest is pulling one of the pieces of shrapnel out of him. Mikal looks at it carefully, slowly noticing it is the same claw from that of the daemon he had hunted and killed multiple times...
"What in Russ' name is that doing in there? I don't remember getting hit by that daemon. Lord, if there's anything else like that in me, you have to get it out. I will not be tainted by that warped filth."
So a farseer is one of my targets. Lets see if the farseer is or knows the farseer i search for. But first she looks if they are really from imperial command by using an unique command string. If they are not completely from command then they will be destroyed.
[Farseer Syrthionis , currently located at Fortress 099.328. along with Field Commander Marius and Xenos Tau leader Shas'O T'au Kais. Deathor destruction authorized if safety of mission. Syrath also known at this location currently. Data corrupted unknown program...alert compromised by... Oh Hello its me again! You're pathetic defenseless programs were so easy to hack and destroy. It seems my Men failed to truly stop you but I will not, the Space Wolves don't trust you and thanks to you're arrogance Syrath may even peel you're flesh from you're bones.]
"I found several bone fragments from the beast and a single large tooth lodged in you're lower spine. I was able to remove them but still it does not appear you were badly injured by the attack but it seems more Chaos forces have arrived. Prepare for a defense and make sure we push them back into the foul pits they crawled from."
Kenoth grabs a Bolter and hands Mikal his Axes.
The Screamer explodes into flames as it is hit by the shot but two others fly down towards Shas'O , the Commander takes another shot and destroys another but is forced to move as the Daemon fires a rainbow like beam of energy that explodes furiously. The Command Chaos Predator leading the other tanks has its left Twin-linked Heavy-bolter destroyed by Marius as he fires several Auto-cannon shots straight into its barrel causing it to explode however Chaos marines move forward and take positions behind fallen walls and use them as cover and take pot-shots on the Space Wolf Grey Hunters and Long Fangs in order to support the tanks.
"Lets see about that kremlin." She installs and defence system that when someone trys to hack her systems an command string which was used in the horus heresy to command apparature is sent to the system and she then lets it selfdestruct.
"You're pathetic decives will not help you, most of the Inqustions Comm and Vox channels are now under my control and have allowed me to divide and dominate them with ease."
"As you wish but believe me i have a little surprise for you. You just have to come and get it." After she searched for usefull equipement she starts walking towards the fang. She looks what she found and she sees she has some more deathstrings and a hotshot laspistol (if this is alright with you) and some ammo for her weapons and some grenades and a second memory blade. She already sends an encrypted and sealed magfile (via magnetic waves) to the fang. Saying she comes for sven to talk to him. And if even possible logan grimnar himself.
[Cut to the chase I'm tired of you and my troops will fail and tactically the best way to deal with the enemy is turning their allies against them. Now for Civil War he he I love this. Just change a few words around and their we have it. Enjoy...]
(Fenris and the Space Wolves have been declared traitors and will be destroyed by the Inquisition imminently by Exterminates , any successor Chapter will also be destroyed. Several Assassin will also be deployed to remove any other Space Wolf leaders.)
I know kremlin but just wait hehehe she says. I know you sent that one as wel but they also tetrieve the real one because it travels with magnetic fields. She continues walking to the fang. And believe me kremlin you are not fast enough to change something that travels as fast as light itself.
[Foolish and arrogant as always child , I have lived for 10,000 years and have learned many things. My powers extend across this world and the laws of time mean nothing nothing to me and my Daemonic allies, Chaos rages across this sector as the Imperials are unable to tell who are allies and foes and you and you're piece of paper signed by some foolish Inquisitor will do nothing to stop me and I can change the message and I have. You may be immune to the energy of the warp but Bullets and blades will slice through you're flesh , if you truly think you can kill me then try child I will wait.]
Just come and we will see. I continue walking to the fang. (A little side note. Is it ok for me to have psychic backlash powers because alot of the culexus have it. And there are alot of experiments which are enriching these powers is it ok for me to just have them? As almost all of the culexus have it.
As the Assassin moves towards the Fang ,Space Wolf scouts take note of her along with Grey Hunters and several Wolf Guard who move in and surround her forming a mighty gun-line and take aim ready to kill her in little more than seconds.
"The Inquisition are fools and idiots. Leave before we kill you!"
Wait. I say calmly while i calmly lay down all my weapons. I mean you no harm i just want to speak to the lords. If you wish you may even chain me. She puts her hands before her.
I promise its not a trap or anything if you even wish i will even talk to them unarmed if you wish but it is from most importance that i do. There aree to many lives on the line.
"You are not worthy of our Lords scum, we will chain you however for you're devious threats and messages.You'll suffer for it Blank."
Two Space Wolves grab the Assassin and chain her.
Marius aims carefully and puts anouther shot into the feul tank of the Predator and watches it explode and then he turns his attention to the other, only to find it a smoking wreck, the lascannons of the long fangs having already eradicated it and the vindicators,
Marius howls with triumph and begins to systematically butcher the approaching infantry with his Autocannon.
Soon the enemy are to close for the Auto cannon and Marius is forced to lead a sally form the Gate once more, there he sees Mikal preparing himself, Brother!!, that was a fast heal! I Hope you are ready for the coming conflict
If i may rewuest one more thing then it is for you to let me play this. I take something out of my suit. And put it in my helmet. It starts an unchanged message log from received and sent messages. " this is protected from magic trickery because i kept it as close to the source of my blanc powers as possible. It plays every part from kremlin admitting he did it to the real message sent. As i said before i beg you proud fenrisian let me talk to your lord.
More Chaos Cultists backed by Chaos Marines move forward armed with heavy weapons while Chaos Sentinels move towards the Space Wolves at high speeds but are destroyed quickly by Las-Cannon fire. A Drop-Ship arrives behind the Chaos front-line and deploys a Defiler which turns its attention to Marius and charges towards him crushing both foe and allies under its massive spiked feet while firing its Reaper Auto-cannons at the Dreadnought in a bloody fury.
The message plays...
[Foolish and arrogant as always child , I have lived for 10,000 years and have learned many things. My powers extend across this world and the laws of time mean nothing nothing to me and my Daemonic allies, Chaos rages across this sector as the Imperials are unable to tell who are allies and foes and you and you're piece of paper signed by some foolish Inquisitor will do nothing to stop me and I can change the message and I have. You may be immune to the energy of the warp but Bullets and blades will slice through you're flesh , if you truly think you can kill me then try child I will wait.]
The Space Wolves look shocked and confused , Hemlock who leads the Wolves turns to a Terminator armored Sven who seems far more shocked
"Sven he has betrayed us..." Sven fires point blank at the Rune Priest and his eyes turn red with rage , Hemlock falls to the ground.
"The Inquisition will destroy us kill those who dare betray Russ!"
(ic) Marius Growls as the Autocannon rounds detonate harmlessly on his armoured hull and he draws his sword waiting. When the Defiler is close enough he blocks a claw and hacks upwards, but is blocked by a second claw.
The defiler fires point blank with its Heavy Flamer but the waves of heat only serve to melt the snow on Marius's shoulders as he wrenches his sword to the side and catches the Claw with his hand, snapping it off with a mighty Psyker enhanced twist he flicks it nochalantly to the side, Chuckling at the almost bemused air the Defiler is giving off as it raises the stump to its chassis as if looking at it.
Marius avoids the second claw and flick his sword out, snapping the fibre bundles in the weapon immobilising it, Then he uses his own flames, the flames of a Psyker. The incinerating heat melts the weapons on the defilers hull welding the barrels closed and Marius is able to snap the final claw off with a wrench.
The Defiler growls and advances knocking Marius from his feet and splaying him on his massively armoured back. The massive War engine leans over him and Fires the Battle cannon at point blank range at Marius.
the resulting explosion ripples across the ground knocking infantary (And the defiler) Backwards or off thier feet. When the smoke Clears it is to see Marius clambering grimly to his feet. Even the massive shell of the Battle cannon had failed to penetrate his armour. (Av13 front with Psyker shielding its fair enough) He however is sporting a limp right arm, its servo's shattered in the blast when he had raised it to cast a shielding spell.
He growls and picks up his sword. Charging forwards he batters the Defiler backwards and smashes the blade onehanded through the Defilers core chassis. The war engine explodes and for the Second time Marius is thrown to the ground. He tries to Rise but something is wrong with his right leg, Running a quick Dignostic he realises there is a fluid leak caused by the battle cannon and now the leg is immobilisied. Using His amr and the other Leg he slowly Struggles to his feet, and using the Sword as a crutch he Hobbles back to his men.
She removes the shackles and jumps up releasing her death strings. She umps into the shadows and advances to him. Then when she is behind him she jumps out and make a puppet of him by stringing every thing in a string. Wolves look if your brother is alright. I promise you i will not kill this man as it is not my task. I will let you take care of him. But choce quick or he will become free as i cannot hold him for long.(I opened them by letting a string slide into it and then i slice the locking mechanism open.)
Im not saying "No thats not possible" Im saying you need to describe it more, its OP when you just say you rmoved the shackles but if you describe how then its ok, I mean look at my posts, it takes me a paragraph to describe on move sometimes
Oh wait i thought sven was a traitor then please forget the previous and read the following: milord i only ask to speak with the council of thirteen as i said before its of great importance iand i know i can save lives with it.
(No , you'll find out after this battle whats happening. Basically Kremlin has tricked the entire Imperial fleet into think the Inquisition will destroy both Chaos and Imperial forces including Fenris causing infighting and massive Imperial-Imperial battles.)
The Chaos marines begin to crumble into badly planned retreats and fall backs as the Smocking remains of the Defiler explode, Cultists trying to gain the advantage fall to heavy fire and are killed off by the Space Wolves greater advantage. The remaining Drop-ships are destroyed by AA-Gun fire and the Cruisers move further away in order to escape any other damage but the equipment of the Chaos Forces is left behind including Vox and Comm transmitters still playing their messages along with a Holo-graphic transition from Sorcerer Lord Kremlin.
"It seems our brethren have fallen into pointless and futile attempt's to understand by plans but still Warriors of Chaos the Imperials will fall and their worlds will burn to ash as the gods reward our actions. Some even think to betray me and Great Escalibar and assist the Vermin but they will burn as we gloriously advance to victory!"
"Kill her now! She lies and must be destroyed!"
The Space Wolves loyal to the deranged Sven open fire driving the Assassin back with fury while the others quickly engage them but still attack the Assassin not trusting her whatsoever.
I retreat and sent a message on point blanc range to sven protected by the blanc foce it cannot be changed. : lord if you trust me enough come to these coordinates and i will show you more proof why i need to talk to the council. I rush towards the shadows while i used a smoke grenade.
"LIES SCUM! YOU WILL DIE!" Another blast comes from the area of the skirmish as a Space Wolf is blown from the skirmish and crashes into the snow as the Scouts use grenades. Sven mad with rage cuts down those not loyal to him.
Marius limps to the Dropship now named "Icehammer's Wings" as his personal transport and locks himself into the magharness. When his sqaud is in he takes them back to the fortress.
Exiting the Dropship he limps through the doors of his craft to a roaring accolade. Clearly the battle with the Defiler had won him even furthur prestige and regardless of his tattered hull the Space Wolves see him as a kind of Beacon one they can stand around in times of need, an indomidible warrior who will never fall.
Unfortunatley Marius can see that he will fall if he doesnt get repairs soon. Infact it would be Ironic if this crowd were to stop him getting to the servo bays because if his core hull shuts down then his reactors are rigged to overload and go nuclear. In interests of this he waves down the crowd and calmly explains the situation. They all laugh and let him through.
After a brief nervous duration where his entire Sarcophagus had to be removed from the chassis while the Iron Priests worked on it Marius was reunited with his repaired Vessel. The Iron priests had worked their magic again. The Chassis was as good as new, and on top of that Marius's personal callsign "Icehammer" had been engraved onto the hull next to his name.
He stands grimly assessing the repairs, and slowly he begins to (well he would have if he still had lips) smile. He thanks the Iron Priests and rejoins his warriors outside in the courtyard. And he sees one of Svens Wolf guard moving towards him, an Astartes in hulking terminator armour gifted to him By sven himself. Brother Niddhog as he was known went down on one massive knee before the Dreadnought. "You must return to the fang Venerable Marius. New events have unfolded with which we must have your counsel."
Then I will go indeed. I will see you there Brother. Mikal, Shas, I would have you two accompany me in the "Icehammer's Wings"
As the Thunder-Hawk returns to the Fang their is a deathly silence amongst the proud and great Space Wolves who would tell tales of Adventure and war but are grim and have lost any joy. The Thunder-Hawk lands with Lord Sven's Wolf Guard awaiting Marius, Mikal and Shas'O.
"Welcome back Marius, we have had troubles with the other Wolf lords and Sven has become well estranged and unruly. It appears the Inquisition plan to destroy the world and the Chapter after a transmission from their Commander. Several battles have raged between our Company and our Warriors have fought several battles against each other, Sven killed Hemlock and has to be removed. I suggest you be his replacement Lord Marius. His death will stop the Civil War in our Company and will help us against the Traitor legions and Renegades who have arisen."
Sven has changed , his armor is burnt and damaged and he now carriers a large mace. He is consumed by rage and beats a Space Wolf to death and throws their corpse against the wall of his hall which has been heavily damaged by infighting. He turns to Marius and raises his Mace and hisses at Marius "So Dreadnought... what do want?"
Marius gently takes the Terminator by his shoulder pad and instructs him to rise.
As a servant, son, warrior, and now Wolf Lord of Russ I would be honoured. I would speak with the other Wolf Lords of the chapter, they will listen. But first I must signal that this Bloodclaw, Mikal, has proven himself worthy of elevation to the ranks of Grey Hunters. However as he now wields the Twin Axes Heimdall and Jourmander he may not be perfectly suited to such a task, and as his wolf Lord I am instructing that he be taken into the Wolf Guard. He has shown himself worthy of the postition many times over.
(Time for me to bring in an old friend.)
From the fortress comes the howling of massive wolves and Marius's mind jumps to the battle of Megellan. His old friend Romulus and his thunderwolf cavalry. Sure enough, when Marius turns his massive frame to the fortress it is to see the massive Wolf, clad in armour plates striding towards him, with the aincient warrior atop its back. But only the one rider, and Marius can see something strange about the manner of his old friend. This was not the Jolly, joking warrior he knew of old, this was a Lone wolf, and by the kill marks on Bloodmaw's (His wolf) neck it was a long existance as one.
Romulus dismonts from his companion and strides over to Marius, nodding curtly to the terminators who chuckle into their Beards at the gruffness of the old Rider. Romulus stops infront of Marius and begins speaking in his slow stubborn way. "It is good to see you again old friend, allthough i must say you have canged somewhat from the warrior as fleet of foot as a cunning wolf, as I did so know you. But here we are. And yes i have changed also. But that is not the issue. I just came back form a scouting run on the western edge of asahiem and it appears that the chaos sorcerors there are creating some kind of warp rift. Clearly they are trying to summon a daemon of great power. I would have requested Hemlocks assistance in having them removed but he is not with us I hear and I was sent here to find you. You are certainly not the same warrior I knew of old if you Harbour the storm within you my old friend but agian that is for anouther time. Now i must request that you amke haste to the wastes andstop these unholy sorcerors... I must go old friend, and this may be the last time we see each other but I must go... Fairwell old friend."
Romulus heads back to Bloodmaw and mounts him, some kind of inner battle raging in the old wolf rider. But Marius cant speak, seeing such an old friend return in such a strange manner with none of his pack around him was something that Marius could not respond to. And so it was that his oldest friend left. Days later he left the planet for a strange planet named Raknoll, where he met his end in the jaws of a Mawlock of the Tyranids and Marius would never hear from him again.
Marius is visibly stunned and even Shas, who wasnt as fimiliar with the dreadnought could notice something wrong. But no sooner did they notice than it was over and Marius was gruffly excuseing himself to meet with the Wolf Lords, The sorcerors could wait, it was the infighting in his chapter that had to be fixed.
He left a stunned looking Mikal in his wake, with a bemused Kais alongside. Clearly something was wrong with thier friend but they had no knowlege of how to remedy it, that was if they even knew the issue. However Mikal isnt given time to think as he is taken in by the Wolf guard and some of shas's fellows come down in a Orca which lands outside the fang. Soon Shas is reunited with a squad of Fire warriors.
First Meeting the Old wolf Sven in his quaters he is shocked at the Brutality shown. Lord you must control yourself, that is not how we live as sons of Russ.
"Well maybe I'm not meant to be a son of Russ"
He takes the old wolf by the skull and gently crushes his mind with a burst of Psyker power, Rest in Peice old Friend
Marius moves down the corridors quickly, sending a Psykers request for a commune to the Other Wolf Lords currently in the fang, some dozen meet him in the Ancient conference room of the fang and they begin to converse. Marius sees alot of friction between the Great companies and over the course of an hour remedies alot of it within the borders of his new found order. The Wolf Lords welcome him gladly, such a protegee of power is well welcomed by the old Wolves.
Soon however he is returning to the "Icehammers Wings" And is boarding up. He is stopped in his tracks by a rail rifle tapping agaisnt his leg and he looks down to see shas and his squad loaded up and ready to go. With a grim looking Mikal behind them, "Were with you Marius"
Marius feels a great source of gratitude well up inside him and he gestures to the seating areas of the Dropship, still unable to speak. Once locked into his Mag harness with the Squad and his friends onboard he takes of and makes his way west with a pair of wingmen dropships with more Grey Hunters and Long fangs inside.
(*whistles in amazement* Holee crap! Lots of changes and I was only gone for a day! Gotta say, lots of good reads, especially Marta's, now excuse me while I try to write an appropriate response to all this.... )
Mikal's ride in the ship is a silent one, full of contemplation. Many things had happened in a very short period of time, The Wolf Lord was now gone, replace by Marius, his oldest friend, and while Mikal knew the position was in more than capable hands, he could not help but be a little concerned that the position might also drive Marius to the same low that Sven had gone. Mikal shook such thoughts from his mind, Marius was not Sven, he was harder than adamantium, stronger than diamond, it would take more than the enemy could muster to break him.
Mikal's thoughts shifted to himself, the transition from Blood Claw to Wolf Guard, something that takes normal wolves decades to accomplish, sometimes even centuries, was accomplished by him in the span of almost a year. Such a thing was unheard of in the Space Wolves...well not unheard of, there was one other case, but that did not concern Mikal. He looked around the cabin at the rest of Marius'---he meant Lord Marius' retinue, they were all the remainders of Sven's before he had gone mad. Mikal looked around at the faces; old, covered with scars, long fangs and brave heroes, beings with centuries of experience under their belts. Did Mikal belong here? Did he deserve to wear the milennia old artificer armor he wore now with engraved runes and warding talismans? Did he deserve, had he earned the right to use the mighty frost axes, weapons ten times older than he was, in battle?
Mikal again shoved the thoughts aside, he was surrounded by so many doubts now, the infighting in the Chapter had made him prone to it, afterwards he would see a Wolf Priest, if there was an afterwards. Mikal gritted his fangs and shook his head, Lord Marius had decreed that he had deserved such powers and responsibilities, he had good enough reasons, and even though he already knew that was enough to prove he deserved all of this, he also knew that he would add to that proof by slaughtering the chapter's enemies on the battlefield. Mikal was thankful for such friends as Shas, Marius, and the Farseer, together, no mater the tricks and scandals, they would shake the foundations of Chaos yet again, just as they had in the Eye of Terror.
One of the Wolf Guard, the youngest one after Mikal, looked at him with a feral grin and simply said. "Not much longer now, Boltsplitter."
That was something Mikal was glad to have gotten rid of, before he had been frowned upon in the ranks for his origins, now that he had been given such a rank, nobody doubted him, not even the other Wolf Guard, if they harbored any doubts, they never showed it, Marius was Lord and his word was now law. The name also rang in his mind "Boltsplitter." it was something he had put on his blood claw armor more as a personal joke than anything else, but Mikal had taken it a step further. When the Iron Priest had presented him with the armor, Mikal had requested a set of Runes be put on the right shoulder guard. They were ancient and magical runes that were engraved to spell Mikal's nickname. Mikal was not a superstitious man, but he figured there was nothing wrong with making one's own luck sometimes.
Eager for blood, Mikal opened the comm bead. "Lord Marius." He said in a steady voice, no longer so reckless, now full of purpose. "What is our ETA?"
(In three weeks I'll be on holiday for a week and would like someone to be the GM for me and after those truly great posts I'm sure one of you would suit the job.)
Aboard the Bridge of the Arbiter
"How tragic..."
Kremlin chuckled before he sipped a glass of wine as he watched Images of the Imperial infighting and the death of a Space Wolf lord by his greatest servant , something few would do. Kremlin begin to activate the Warp beacon but is interrupted by a Chaos Space Marine officer.
"Lord Kremlin, the Wolves have mustered a large force along with a Tau Cadre and are preparing to advance on the Sorcerers Kabal. We have sent a large defensive force to assist them if the Space Wolves break through the front lines."
Kremlin stood up angered and turned to the Officer and grabbed him by the neck before through him against a Control panel. Raising his blade he slams it next to him with such a rage the blade turns red and begins to shake burning and cracking the floor.
"You will accompany them as well Officer or I will have you're head , Escailibar will not be failed you pathetic wretch and if you do fail me you will suffer."
The Officer leaves realising Kremlin's dark rage would end him.
The Space Wolves and Tau force begins to move towards the sight of the Chaos summoning , their is little resistance during the journey as any Chaos AA-guns have been destroyed after their crews lost any hope of gaining ground after the first Strike force failed to truly defeat the Space Wolf defense. Shas'O is given a large body guard of Elite Fire-Warriors while Marius prepares his new Wolf Guard for a full scale war against the Thousand Son's and their maniacal Allies who dared to seek Fenris's wrath and they had brought it upon themselves.
"For Russ!"
"For Fenris!"
"For Marius!"
"For the Emperor!"
The Space Wolves and Tau begin to land and move towards the large Chaos portal base were many Sorcerers have gathered to summon a Daemon off great power and strength , the many Chaos Space Marine defenders are camped around the base along with Dreadnoughts, Defilers and Predators. Shas'O , Mikal and Marius stand at the forefront of the Space Wolf and Tau forces ready for a war like no other.
The Assassin awakens in a small chamber were two Chaos Servitors stand still behind a Video panel where a image of Kremlin's face sits
"Oh have you awakened sleepy head he he he"
Oh hello there mister mighty sorcorer. Ii guess you wanted a little companion ship didnt you? (I guess i have all my stuff because only culexi know how to remove a helmet and it is an blanc amplifier so it cant be altered by magic. And all my weapons are conceiled.
"Well, my friends, get ready for the battle, as this will be one that will go down in history," I say, slowly wielding my rail rifle. "Elite Fire Warriors, I know that your allegiance lies with me, but I want no Tau to die because of me this day. Fight with me, not for me."
I turn, to see the grand scale of our forces, before turning back to my allies, and friends.
"We need our more powerful forces to help break through thier line of defense. Thenb the smaller forces will seperate the different types of thier army, and take them down. I want this to go fast, smoothly, and to the plan."
"It will be good to fight with you once more Kais, lets make this a good fight,"! I hear Mikal say.
"The feeling is mutual," I say, with a smile that is not visible through my helmet. "Now. ATTACK! FOR THE GREATER GOOD!!!
Marius feels the power behind him, the raw energy of the Space Wolves, but there is also a less familiar power, the low thrumming bass note emmitted from the amplifiers of Tau weaponry when massed.
Marius would have smiled When would anyone have ever guessed that a tau army this large would ever be defending Fenris. He chuckles, the sound is not lost on Mikal swo smiles, "What causes the sudden change of humour Marius?"
Only the strength we have here the strength of a pair of Friendships. It is true that without our crusade in the Eye of Terror this would never be happening, however if it wasnt for that same Crusade then Shas would not be here either.
He lifts his voice one the vox amplifier so that the whole army may hear him
Today sons of Russ, we have a foe on our doorstep!!! A foe that many of you will never have seen before, even in your many long decades!!! This foe is one that I have fought before. And I have had victory. With a far smaller less passionate force behind me!!!
Today this foe at our door is desperate, he seeks to bring reinforcements through an Infernal Rift. One that most probably will consume our beloved homeworld if we do not stop him. Desperation is the plight of our foe, Passion is ours. We will bring them the Fury of the Wolves.
Our Allies, The Tau of the greater good. The very empire that has denied us our fury in the past has come to aid us, Thier mighty gunships and brave warriors, skilled marksmen all. Have come to aid us here. And I thank them, from the bottom of my mettallic soul, I thank them. For they give us a position from which no defeat is possible!!!
Many of you may die, many of you may see your bitter end on our beloved snows.
But listen to me Brothers, this day is not our day to fail, spent bolter casings and the blood of dozens of fallen may lie at your feet. But this is not our day to fail. That day will be heralded with the end of our world, when the seas rise in the time of fire to consume us for eternity, BUT THIS IS NOT THAT DAY!!!
Today we FIGHT, for FENRIS, FOR GLORY, FOR THE ALLFATHER!!!!!!! CHAAAARGE!!!!!
Marius Leads the Charge, huge pounding strides taking him forwards with a passion and fury only seen in a dreadnought of the wolves, or perhaps of the death company of the blood angels, but here on this snowy plain only Marius can display that kind of raw fury, unbound, and unbidable until it is spend. In the snow or through his sword. His wolf guard fan out on either side, the sound of the land raider behind them carrying the Terminators that would disembark into the thick of the enemy. The Shas'o mounts into a devilfish and with one of these on his left, anouther on his right, the land raider driver keeps pace happily with Marius firing bursts from the heavy bolter into the foe. Marius has not yet drawn his sword, at this point he is still far out of range, so instead his Auto cannon howls one long continuous chattering stream of death into the front lines of the foe. He sees Mikal sprinting along beside him a grim snarl etched on his savage cheeks and overhead he sees the contrails of Seeker missles from dozens of skyray gunships creating a firesrom for the wolves to assault into.
Soon Marius runs out of ammo for the Autocannon, prefering to have less of those heavy rounds so that he may not be to far encumbered. His hand places the weapon on his Mag harness then draws the Blade of Fenris. The master crafted runic weapon already channeling his potent energies ready for the battle to come. HIs force hits the line like the solid tip of a hammer. skyclaws dropping down from above to then rocket down into the enemy smashing them back. Grey hunters disgorge from Rhinos on all sides spraying death from thier bolters. And whats more, the lances of blue light from the Lasscannons of Long Fang packs rip into the great Foe's vehicles.
But it is the Wolf guard and Marius that make the biggest dent. Thier solid wall of plasteel and ceramite smacks into the enemy like a thunderhammer. and indeed many of them have thunderhammers. This wall.. this wave of Space wolves utterly crushes the enemy back, throws them into a state of raw panick the likes of which no thousand son could ever achieve. These are clearly not all Chaos Marines of the thousand sons chapter, many of them bear the markings of the alpha legion and the night lords... the night lords.. what does Marius know about those? His viewfinder snaps up and sees the contrails of Chaos jumppacks twirling up into the sky.
EYES ON THE SKY, BRING THEM DOWN REPEAT BRING THEM DOWN
This is when The shas'o and his warriors disembark. Marius's bawled order is soon realised as the pulse rifles fired by elite marksmen hammer into the Night Lords jump packs and bring them crashing to the ground. Marius waves his sword at shas who nods from behind his helmet, this wasnt over yet.
Mass gunfire is exchanged between the Tau Fire-Warriors and Thousand Sons Rubric Phalanx moves to engage the enemy , a massive group of Blood Claws and Grey Hunters backed by Wolf guard clash with the Khornate Allied War-bands of the Thousand Sons on the snowy plains , bloody close quarters combat rages across the battle field as the Space Wolves test their abilities against the Bezerkers of Khonre. Mikal and Marius fight back to armored rear as a Khornate Champion charges towards them and is killed instantly by Shas'O who uses his Rail-Rifle to a deadly extent while Syrath supports them. Marius tackles his vile counterpart, a maddened Chaos Dreadnought with the numbers GLa-328 printer on its hull , he plunges his Blade into its Sarcophagus and kills the captive within ending his centuries long torment.
But it does not end yet , a Nightlord baring the mask of a Gargoyle lands on his hull attempts to pry it open with his sword but fails and is crushed under foot of the Dreadnought. A Predator appears but has its turret torn off by a psychic blast from the Farseer that kills several Alpha Legion marines around it as its burning derbies crash and explode as they pierce the hulls of several tanks and vehicles. Alpha Legion marines move forward lead by a Aspiring Champion who carries a Power Maul and swings it around madly crushing the bones of Space Wolves with ease but is sliced in half by Mikal in a bloody fury.
Two Hammer Heads fly overhead firing barrages of missiles that destroy Chaos vehicles with ease but are countered by Gun-Ships and Drop-Ships as they deploy Raptors or Jump-troops to the battle field but Thunder-Hawks assist the Tau craft forming a powerful pair of air-craft.The Battle intensifies as Daemons are summoned by crazed Cultists and Word-bearers as they seek favor allowing Bloodletters to tare into the lower Space Wolves but are crushed by the Thunder-Wolves who devour terrified Cultists.
(I seance a large post ahead.)
The floor of the Chamber opens forcing Lotus to grab onto a pipe on the wall as a furnace opens beneath her and the Servitors causing them to plummet and incinerate as they fall into the Furnace as Lotus hangs on, she falls but is not destroyed as a floor appears under her forming a cage with only a single vent and screen.
Marius looks around, the fight is gowing well and now that the Terminators have disgorged it is going even better, his mind flicks to the enemy elites, where are they?
As if answering his question he hears the multiple roar of a reaper auto cannon punching through the battle gloom. Shells spark of Marius's hull as he sees a pair of Terminator squads, moving through the gloom. Marius feels his hands tighten in a double grip around his sword, 20 Terminators, this wold tax even him.
He moves forwards ready to begin exchanging blows with them but his auto senses pick up the imprint of an astartes hand on his upper left leg. He swivels his auto lense down to see Mikal and two dozen other Wolf guard looking up at him. "Your not alone anymore Brother"
Marius feels a well of pride and appreciation build inside of him, The terminators would surely have ended him, mighty as they are. The five chainfists alone would have made short work of evne Marius's hulking chassis.
But Marius does not shirk his duty as a Wolf Lord. His sword glows electric blue and then it sparks and hisses and he plunges it into the ground. instantly a fierce blizzard whips up that obscures the group from view and forces the Terminators to slow themselves, even the massive chassis of the Tactical Dreadnought armour could not thwat nature. Especially when it is aided by a Psyker.
The Terminators are slowed down drastically allowing the Wolf Guard and Marius to sprint into them, charging them full force. Power axe meets Runic blade as the champion of the Terminators trys frantically to block Marius's overhead blow. But the dreadnought will not be denied as he pulses a charge of energy down the weapon which shears his opponents power axe in twain. The Terminators body is likewise rent a moment later as the Runic swords momentum carries it through.
All around him he feels the press and flow of battle, his warriors forging through the slower Terminators, butchering the heavily armoured warriors before they can respond. Marius lets out a howl of Primal exultance. Proud and glorified by his warriors he signals the army to push ahead to the sorcerors.
(Gah, late again, gotta stop doing that and missing all the epicness! And this RP is indeed quickly becoming EPIC!!!
@Marta, looks like Marius has been taking notes from Aragorn *coughblackgatescoughcough*
One more thing: A scene this awesome deserves some equally awesome music, fortunately, I think I have just the specimen:
Spoiler:
enjoy while you read! )
The horns had sounded, the charge began, Mikal ran through the snow, his legs pistoning powerfully as he ran. Behind him an army, howling with rage, two forces met and had set the stage. The wolves of light paired against the servants gloom, one today, one side would meet their doom. The frigid wind rushed by, blowing through the Space wolves hair, two mighty frost axes held high in the cold air. Steel met flesh, blood poured on the snow. How many lives lost? Only the Emperor would know. Time slowed near to a stop, Mikal's senses raged, it was time to let the beast out of its iron cage.
(Alright, I'm done with my game, let me continue with a more reader friendly, non rhymy story.)
Adrenaline pounded in Mikal's ears and raised his hackles, this was the fury and anger unleashed in a Space Wolf. His features took on the visage of Fenris most terrifying wolves and he howled as he slew. Cultists and marines alike fell to his blades. Black blood spurted and stained the virgin white snow. Unstoppable, men ran from him, only to be cut down by his wrath.
"Don't Run!" He laughed fiercely, the battle glee only a wolf brother could experience upon him. "You'll only die tired you traitorous bastards!"
All the time though, he was looking over his shoulder, however briefly, to make sure that he was not neglecting his job. That would have been to protect Lord Marius, but the word "protect" really had more meaning if it was applied as "Killing everything that was left standing when Marius was done." Mikal laughed at that thought mostly because it was true. In the slowed time, he saw many things, the savage brutalization of the enemy crumpling in front of them like paper and his brothers fighting beside him. He saw Shas' fire warriors with them, volleying high precision fire into the chaos defenders ranks. Mikal took pride with that too, to imagine, one of the Imperium's enemies, fighting by him, to defend his home, it was almost unthinkable to imagine that friendship had been forged right at the Archenemy's doorstep that long time ago.
Mikal's focus snapped back to the present. The enemy was getting reinforcements....good. Mikal had already more than his share of Alpha Legion and Thousand sons, so much so that his grey armor was now completely red with gore and speckled white with bone fragments. That was nothing compared to his axes which had bits and pieces of flesh sloughing off of them and blood dripping in streams into the snow and freezing onto the hilt. Mikal was truly a berzerker, a horrid and horrifying sight to behold even for the enemy. Mikal watched Raptors of the Night lords launch at the space wolves and snarled loudly. Yet another traitorous force of former Marines that he would add to the list of traitors executed.
A screaming banshee streaked over Mikal's head, intending to hit the wolf behind him who was busy killing one of his traitorous comrades....bad move...
Mikal reached up with his blood axes and by the mere momentum of the raptor, he was impaled on the mighty axes and brought low. Mikal slammed his bleeding frame into the snow, not waiting for the marine to recover and tore him limb from limb with the two axes, blood and guts flying this way and that even after the marine was dead. The tainted black blood covered Mikal's face and hair his eyes wild with feral fury and joy. Mikal breathed a deep breath and the cold air snapped him back to himself. He could not loose control to the beast within, that way lead toward the damned path of the wulfen, a path Mikal never intended to tread. Two more Raptors landed in front of him. Mikal expertly timed a strike so that one of the raptor's heads was cleaved in two when he landed, the other brought his chainsword down which was blocked by a powerful axe and then had his torso cloven in two by the other axe that Mikal wielded. Looking around, seeing no other enemies in the immediate vicinity, Mikal picked up a severed traitor head and held it up to the sky for all the enemy to see.
"PRO TOTUS ABBUS!!!" He yelled, claiming the kill in honor of his Lord.
Ahead, Bloodletters form yet another traitorous force, this time Word Bearers, strode forward on lithe daemonic legs and juggernauts alike. Mikal bared his fangs gleefully. Marching to stand beside his Lord as the battle continued and the daemons powered forward.
"Hey, I bet you a barrel of mead that we make it through this..." Mikal panted, talking to one of the other Wolf guard, nearly equally as bloody as Mikal.
"But how will you pay me if we dont make it and die?"
"Why do you think I made that bet? I never make one I intend on loosing." The other Wolf Guard laughed at that, his voice drowned out by the scream of the daemons coming at them.
"Come here and bring your pretty face to my axe! They hunger for daemon blood!" Mikal shouted, fangs bared, defiantly.
(Well, I think that covers that part...
Edit: Darn you Marta, ninjaing me in the middle of my epic rant....I think it still works though, maybe...)
Alright this is gonna be a long one. *Clicks fingers*
Lets do this
(ic) For the Allfather, for Fenris, for the Allfather, for Fenris, for the... This chant reverberated through Marius's head over and over. Never stopping, never ceasing. His arm never slowed, with no way for him to fatigue he never stopped killing. All those that came within reach of his mighty Runeblade fell to it, and those he could not reach fell to Psykic blasts of pure will channeled through is sword, or his hand, or indeed by using one of his own warriors for the focal point of a devastating explosion that only seemed to kill warriors touched by chaos. Marius's mind became blank, only the chant going through his mind, and his vision literally redded over, blood splattering the lenses of his Autosights. Nothing could stay his wrath. Soon even his own body guard stayed out of his way, nothing could stop this behemoth as it strode blindly thorugh the conflict, smiting all within reach. However Marius's hand never strayed to an ally, only those touched by Chaos fell to his blade.
Part of this was due to the Farseer, using her Psykic prowess she would pick out those touched by chaos, and have them burn white in his auto senses. Eventually their minds melded to such a degree that Marius was picking his own targets out of the murk before the Farseer could even point them out to him. Eventually however he slowed. Bringing his mind back together from the fragmented vision that it was. Looking again through clear eyes and wiping the blood from his lenses with a charge he surveyed the battle field. Or what was left of it. The white snows of Fenris were now crimson. So much blood had been spilled that the field would forever be known as "The plain of bleeding snow". And because of the massive levels of Psyker power expended on the field the snows here would always fall red. Hundreds of years from now blood claws would Pilgrim here to see the place of the battle that purged Fenris's greatest foe and placed him so far on the back foot that he would never be able to recover. All year round redness would fall from the sky here. In the Winter it would be red snow, in the time of fire boiling ash would touch down. And in the short spring of fenris there would be rain dyed red, falling on this field. When there would be rain it would rain red, snow would fall crimson and the ash would burn. That is the everlasting memorial that this place would bear for the lives expended upon this plain.
Wrenching his mind back to the present Marius noted that the final elements of the chaos army were being wiped out. Squads of roaming Tau firewarriors picking out traitor warriors on the red snows and purging their souls with plasma fire. Packs of Space wolves, swift claws, sky claws and landspeeders rushing around the field hunting out pockets of resistance. And his own wolf guard arrayed around him watching for signs of those who may, try, and harm thier lord. Marius calls to them in his emotionless voice. But something in his words makes them wonder. How much of Marius's soul would stay on this plain? So much death. So many brothers fallen. My Wolf Guard, my brothers, we have indeed won this day, through no small cost I might add. But we have indeed won. Nothing makes me prouder than seeing you all here, alive. Indeed when I count you I cannot find a single man missing amoungst your number. Indeed many of you have taken harm, and for this I humbly request your forgiveness. Nothing Pains me more than seeing you fine young Wolfs injured. I know your pain. Why do you think I am in this chassis in the first place? At the end of my crusade into the Eye of Terror I was more machine than man, my brothers cut down around me I had to endure and bring their saga's home. And here I stand, before you. A machine in name and being. But not in soul. And this old warriors soul crys out in triumph at what we have accomplished here this day. Nothing makes me more proud, nothing. than what I see in you this day.
Victory
Marius raises one blood drenched mettalic battered hand, and in it is a similarly gore soaked blade, upon which runes can be seen dimly glinting in the light. From Marius's vox comes a long echoing howl. One that stirs the mens hearts and souls and soon all the sons of Russ are howling to the sky. Howls of lamentation and triumph, howls of victory and sadness. But most of all howls of joy, the joy of battle, of seeing the strength of your arms protect your home of seeing your brothers around you fighting by your side. The joy of brotherhood. The tau all stand to attention and salute the Longfangs let forth old howls of Remorse for the fallen and jubilation for their friends, and above a trio of thunderhawks pays a tribute flyby for this momentus victory.
Marius slowly lowers his blood covered blade and begins to speak once more but now to the whole army You all know of course, that this war is not over, and this is only one battle in what appears to be a growing conflict. We have set them back and we will win, however, that day may be a long time coming, and I would have you all remember that just because we have been victorious, and continue to do so. That we are not invulnerable, I am not invulnerable. I would have met my match on this plain, in a cowardly dog with a chainfist, if it were not for my brethren. We all must fight as one, none of use are stronger than the rest, or weaker than a friend. We are all equal in each others eyes as we strive for victory. As we are one. Blood claw, Grey hunter, Long Fang, Wolf Guard, Wolf Lord, Shas'la, Shas'ui, Shas'vre and Shas'o. we are all equal here. none more so than anouther. For this is true equality the equality of Alliance.
Now let us descend upon these sorcerors, let us show them our fury, our steel. Lets us show them what it means to poke a sleeping wolf in the eye. A sleeping wolf with 4 Bionic legs and a steel trap jaw!!!
"Ha ha ha , truly a enemy worthy of battle. Our fight will be remembered for eternity and it will be great!" Skulltaker , the executioner of Khorne Strides through the battle field towards Mikal with a dark and evil glee. He points his flaming Hell-Blade towards the Wolf guard and smirks. "We shall duel fine opponent here! Blood for the Blood God!"
The Great Daemonic Herald raises his blade and bows to Mikal before charging and swinging his blade in graceful and powerful attacks that would decapitate the unwary however Mikal avoids the attack and slams his twin axes into Skulltakers gut , the Daemon grabs him by the head and roars as he observes the Space Wolf. He smiles and drops the warrior raising the massive hell blade and prepares to decapitate him but as the blade falls Mikal blocks the attack with his twin axes.
I honor you're great skill Mikal of Fenris but this must end and I am here to claim the skulls of the worthy." He charges towards Mikal again but this time he is struck in the chest giving Mikal time to grab his right horn and force his axe upwards through the Daemons lower jaw and pulls it out before slaming both axes into the Daemons skull once again. Skulltaker has little time to react as Mikal jumps and sends another attack into the Daemons gut killing him. The creature explodes in a shower of purple and red warp energy and his resting Juggernaut (Gauging and feasting on flesh) is sent back to the Warp as well.
(Tyranic this battle will be the greatest of all time! Find music to suit it and it will make all others seem like Picnics!)
"Hello Assassin it seems like you attempted to escape well know time for my plan. Can you survive Nero-Toxin lets see and remember it can't vented." A green mist is released from the vent at a alarming rate.
As the Space Wolves enter the great Chaos shrine they find many dead and sacrificed Psycher’s while at the centre of the Temple lays a Single Sorcerer who still lives on the floor horribly mutated by two Daemonic entities battle for Control but Syrath takes advantage of the weakened Sorcerer and uses his frail and weak body, Marius and Mikal move towards the centre and watch as Syrath’s twin horns force their way out of the Sorcerers cranium causing great agony and pain. Deranged he laughs and tries to lift his Blade but fails to even stand and falls.
“I shall become a god! The Sorcerer screams as Syrath twists his face into a new horrid shape similar to that of Syrath and forces the blades to form out of the Sorcerers hands and causes his power armor to crack and break. “You shall be food nothing more!”
Marius grabs the Sorcerer and Impales him with his blade , the Space Wolves take a small time to rest until a foul maniacal laughing enters the air as Syrath uses the Psychic energy to form a greater new body for himself , he descends down from the Sky a dragon like creature with massive multi-colored wings that shimmer with unnatural magics and energy. He roars a blaze of powerful green energy and turns his dark attention to Marius.
"Thank you for the Sacrifice. Every death contributed as I slipped into the warp vortex forming."
"Sorry Assassin but I have more in-store. Fire!" The vent dispersers and is replaced by a flame thrower.
Marius gently takes the Terminator by his shoulder pad and instructs him to rise.
As a servant, son, warrior, and now Wolf Lord of Russ I would be honoured. I would speak with the other Wolf Lords of the chapter, they will listen. But first I must signal that this Bloodclaw, Mikal, has proven himself worthy of elevation to the ranks of Grey Hunters. However as he now wields the Twin Axes Heimdall and Jourmander he may not be perfectly suited to such a task, and as his wolf Lord I am instructing that he be taken into the Wolf Guard. He has shown himself worthy of the postition many times over.
(Time for me to bring in an old friend.)
From the fortress comes the howling of massive wolves and Marius's mind jumps to the battle of Megellan. His old friend Romulus and his thunderwolf cavalry. Sure enough, when Marius turns his massive frame to the fortress it is to see the massive Wolf, clad in armour plates striding towards him, with the aincient warrior atop its back. But only the one rider, and Marius can see something strange about the manner of his old friend. This was not the Jolly, joking warrior he knew of old, this was a Lone wolf, and by the kill marks on Bloodmaw's (His wolf) neck it was a long existance as one.
Romulus dismonts from his companion and strides over to Marius, nodding curtly to the terminators who chuckle into their Beards at the gruffness of the old Rider. Romulus stops infront of Marius and begins speaking in his slow stubborn way. "It is good to see you again old friend, allthough i must say you have canged somewhat from the warrior as fleet of foot as a cunning wolf, as I did so know you. But here we are. And yes i have changed also. But that is not the issue. I just came back form a scouting run on the western edge of asahiem and it appears that the chaos sorcerors there are creating some kind of warp rift. Clearly they are trying to summon a daemon of great power. I would have requested Hemlocks assistance in having them removed but he is not with us I hear and I was sent here to find you. You are certainly not the same warrior I knew of old if you Harbour the storm within you my old friend but agian that is for anouther time. Now I must request that you make haste to the wastes and stop these unholy sorcerors... I must go old friend, and this may be the last time we see each other but I must go... Fairwell old friend."
Romulus heads back to Bloodmaw and mounts him, some kind of inner battle raging in the old wolf rider. But Marius cant speak, seeing such an old friend return in such a strange manner with none of his pack around him was something that Marius could not respond to. And so it was that his oldest friend left. Days later he left the planet for a strange planet named Raknoll, where he met his end in the jaws of a Mawlock of the Tyranids and Marius would never hear from him again.
Marius is visibly stunned and even Shas, who wasnt as fimiliar with the dreadnought could notice something wrong. But no sooner did they notice than it was over and Marius was gruffly excuseing himself to meet with the Wolf Lords, The sorcerors could wait, it was the infighting in his chapter that had to be fixed.
He left a stunned looking Mikal in his wake, with a bemused Kais alongside. Clearly something was wrong with thier friend but they had no knowlege of how to remedy it, that was if they even knew the issue. However Mikal isnt given time to think as he is taken in by the Wolf guard and some of shas's fellows come down in a Orca which lands outside the fang. Soon Shas is reunited with a squad of Fire warriors.
First Meeting the Old wolf Sven in his quaters he is shocked at the Brutality shown. Lord you must control yourself, that is not how we live as sons of Russ.
"Well maybe I'm not meant to be a son of Russ"
He takes the old wolf by the skull and gently crushes his mind with a burst of Psyker power, Rest in Peice old Friend
Marius moves down the corridors quickly, sending a Psykers request for a commune to the Other Wolf Lords currently in the fang, some dozen meet him in the Ancient conference room of the fang and they begin to converse. Marius sees alot of friction between the Great companies and over the course of an hour remedies alot of it within the borders of his new found order. The Wolf Lords welcome him gladly, such a protegee of power is well welcomed by the old Wolves.
Soon however he is returning to the "Icehammers Wings" And is boarding up. He is stopped in his tracks by a rail rifle tapping agaisnt his leg and he looks down to see shas and his squad loaded up and ready to go. With a grim looking Mikal behind them, "Were with you Marius"
Marius feels a great source of gratitude well up inside him and he gestures to the seating areas of the Dropship, still unable to speak. Once locked into his Mag harness with the Squad and his friends onboard he takes of and makes his way west with a pair of wingmen dropships with more Grey Hunters and Long fangs inside. Mikal's ride in the ship is a silent one, full of contemplation. Many things had happened in a very short period of time, The Wolf Lord was now gone, replace by Marius, his oldest friend, and while Mikal knew the position was in more than capable hands, he could not help but be a little concerned that the position might also drive Marius to the same low that Sven had gone. Mikal shook such thoughts from his mind, Marius was not Sven, he was harder than adamantium, stronger than diamond, it would take more than the enemy could muster to break him.
Mikal's thoughts shifted to himself, the transition from Blood Claw to Wolf Guard, something that takes normal wolves decades to accomplish, sometimes even centuries, was accomplished by him in the span of almost a year. Such a thing was unheard of in the Space Wolves...well not unheard of, there was one other case, but that did not concern Mikal. He looked around the cabin at the rest of Marius'---he meant Lord Marius' retinue, they were all the remainders of Sven's before he had gone mad. Mikal looked around at the faces; old, covered with scars, long fangs and brave heroes, beings with centuries of experience under their belts. Did Mikal belong here? Did he deserve to wear the milennia old artificer armor he wore now with engraved runes and warding talismans? Did he deserve, had he earned the right to use the mighty frost axes, weapons ten times older than he was, in battle?
Mikal again shoved the thoughts aside, he was surrounded by so many doubts now, the infighting in the Chapter had made him prone to it, afterwards he would see a Wolf Priest, if there was an afterwards. Mikal gritted his fangs and shook his head, Lord Marius had decreed that he had deserved such powers and responsibilities, he had good enough reasons, and even though he already knew that was enough to prove he deserved all of this, he also knew that he would add to that proof by slaughtering the chapter's enemies on the battlefield. Mikal was thankful for such friends as Shas, Marius, and the Farseer, together, no mater the tricks and scandals, they would shake the foundations of Chaos yet again, just as they had in the Eye of Terror.
One of the Wolf Guard, the youngest one after Mikal, looked at him with a feral grin and simply said. "Not much longer now, Boltsplitter."
That was something Mikal was glad to have gotten rid of, before he had been frowned upon in the ranks for his origins, now that he had been given such a rank, nobody doubted him, not even the other Wolf Guard, if they harbored any doubts, they never showed it, Marius was Lord and his word was now law. The name also rang in his mind "Boltsplitter." it was something he had put on his blood claw armor more as a personal joke than anything else, but Mikal had taken it a step further. When the Iron Priest had presented him with the armor, Mikal had requested a set of Runes be put on the right shoulder guard. They were ancient and magical runes that were engraved to spell Mikal's nickname. Mikal was not a superstitious man, but he figured there was nothing wrong with making one's own luck sometimes.
Eager for blood, Mikal opened the comm bead. "Lord Marius." He said in a steady voice, no longer so reckless, now full of purpose. "What is our ETA?"
Marius's voice comes through on the vox. ETA 3 minutes, so far no resistance, priming warheads for initial firestorm. Lock and load boys The Space Wolves and Tau force begins to move towards the sight of the Chaos summoning , their is little resistance during the journey as any Chaos AA-guns have been destroyed after their crews lost any hope of gaining ground after the first Strike force failed to truly defeat the Space Wolf defense. Shas'O is given a large body guard of Elite Fire-Warriors while Marius prepares his new Wolf Guard for a full scale war against the Thousand Son's and their maniacal Allies who dared to seek Fenris's wrath and they had brought it upon themselves. "For Russ!" "For Fenris!" "For Marius!" "For the Emperor!" The Space Wolves and Tau begin to land and move towards the large Chaos portal base were many Sorcerers have gathered to summon a Daemon off great power and strength , the many Chaos Space Marine defenders are camped around the base along with Dreadnoughts, Defilers and Predators. Shas'O , Mikal and Marius stand at the forefront of the Space Wolf and Tau forces ready for a war like no other.
"Well, my friends, get ready for the battle, as this will be one that will go down in history," I say, slowly wielding my rail rifle. "Elite Fire Warriors, I know that your allegiance lies with me, but I want no Tau to die because of me this day. Fight with me, not for me."
I turn, to see the grand scale of our forces, before turning back to my allies, and friends.
"We need our more powerful forces to help break through thier line of defense. Thenb the smaller forces will seperate the different types of thier army, and take them down. I want this to go fast, smoothly, and to the plan."
"It will be good to fight with you once more Kais, lets make this a good fight,"! I hear Mikal say.
"The feeling is mutual," I say, with a smile that is not visible through my helmet. "Now. ATTACK! FOR THE GREATER GOOD!!!
Marius feels the power behind him, the raw energy of the Space Wolves, but there is also a less familiar power, the low thrumming bass note emmitted from the amplifiers of Tau weaponry when massed.
Marius would have smiled When would anyone have ever guessed that a tau army this large would ever be defending Fenris. He chuckles, the sound is not lost on Mikal swo smiles, "What causes the sudden change of humour Marius?"
Only the strength we have here the strength of a pair of Friendships. It is true that without our crusade in the Eye of Terror this would never be happening, however if it wasnt for that same Crusade then Shas would not be here either.
He lifts his voice one the vox amplifier so that the whole army may hear him
Today sons of Russ, we have a foe on our doorstep!!! A foe that many of you will never have seen before, even in your many long decades!!! This foe is one that I have fought before. And I have had victory. With a far smaller less passionate force behind me!!!
Today this foe at our door is desperate, he seeks to bring reinforcements through an Infernal Rift. One that most probably will consume our beloved homeworld if we do not stop him. Desperation is the plight of our foe, Passion is ours. We will bring them the Fury of the Wolves.
Our Allies, The Tau of the greater good. The very empire that has denied us our fury in the past has come to aid us, Thier mighty gunships and brave warriors, skilled marksmen all. Have come to aid us here. And I thank them, from the bottom of my mettallic soul, I thank them. For they give us a position from which no defeat is possible!!!
Many of you may die, many of you may see your bitter end on our beloved snows.
But listen to me Brothers, this day is not our day to fail, spent bolter casings and the blood of dozens of fallen may lie at your feet. But this is not our day to fail. That day will be heralded with the end of our world, when the seas rise in the time of fire to consume us for eternity, BUT THIS IS NOT THAT DAY!!!
Today we FIGHT, for FENRIS, FOR GLORY, FOR THE ALLFATHER!!!!!!! CHAAAARGE!!!!!
Marius Leads the Charge, huge pounding strides taking him forwards with a passion and fury only seen in a dreadnought of the wolves, or perhaps of the death company of the blood angels, but here on this snowy plain only Marius can display that kind of raw fury, unbound, and unbidable until it is spend. In the snow or through his sword. His wolf guard fan out on either side, the sound of the land raider behind them carrying the Terminators that would disembark into the thick of the enemy. The Shas'o mounts into a devilfish and with one of these on his left, anouther on his right, the land raider driver keeps pace happily with Marius firing bursts from the heavy bolter into the foe. Marius has not yet drawn his sword, at this point he is still far out of range, so instead his Auto cannon howls one long continuous chattering stream of death into the front lines of the foe. He sees Mikal sprinting along beside him a grim snarl etched on his savage cheeks and overhead he sees the contrails of Seeker missles from dozens of skyray gunships creating a firesrom for the wolves to assault into.
Soon Marius runs out of ammo for the Autocannon, prefering to have less of those heavy rounds so that he may not be to far encumbered. His hand places the weapon on his Mag harness then draws the Blade of Fenris. The master crafted runic weapon already channeling his potent energies ready for the battle to come. HIs force hits the line like the solid tip of a hammer. skyclaws dropping down from above to then rocket down into the enemy smashing them back. Grey hunters disgorge from Rhinos on all sides spraying death from thier bolters. And whats more, the lances of blue light from the Lasscannons of Long Fang packs rip into the great Foe's vehicles.
But it is the Wolf guard and Marius that make the biggest dent. Thier solid wall of plasteel and ceramite smacks into the enemy like a thunderhammer. and indeed many of them have thunderhammers. This wall.. this wave of Space wolves utterly crushes the enemy back, throws them into a state of raw panick the likes of which no thousand son could ever achieve. These are clearly not all Chaos Marines of the thousand sons chapter, many of them bear the markings of the alpha legion and the night lords... the night lords.. what does Marius know about those? His viewfinder snaps up and sees the contrails of Chaos jumppacks twirling up into the sky.
EYES ON THE SKY, BRING THEM DOWN REPEAT BRING THEM DOWN
This is when The shas'o and his warriors disembark. Marius's bawled order is soon realised as the pulse rifles fired by elite marksmen hammer into the Night Lords jump packs and bring them crashing to the ground. Marius waves his sword at shas who nods from behind his helmet, this wasnt over yet.
Mass gunfire is exchanged between the Tau Fire-Warriors and Thousand Sons Rubric Phalanx moves to engage the enemy , a massive group of Blood Claws and Grey Hunters backed by Wolf guard clash with the Khornate Allied War-bands of the Thousand Sons on the snowy plains , bloody close quarters combat rages across the battle field as the Space Wolves test their abilities against the Bezerkers of Khonre. Mikal and Marius fight back to armored rear as a Khornate Champion charges towards them and is killed instantly by Shas'O who uses his Rail-Rifle to a deadly extent while Syrath supports them. Marius tackles his vile counterpart, a maddened Chaos Dreadnought with the numbers GLa-328 printer on its hull , he plunges his Blade into its Sarcophagus and kills the captive within ending his centuries long torment.
But it does not end yet , a Nightlord baring the mask of a Gargoyle lands on his hull attempts to pry it open with his sword but fails and is crushed under foot of the Dreadnought. A Predator appears but has its turret torn off by a psychic blast from the Farseer that kills several Alpha Legion marines around it as its burning derbies crash and explode as they pierce the hulls of several tanks and vehicles. Alpha Legion marines move forward lead by a Aspiring Champion who carries a Power Maul and swings it around madly crushing the bones of Space Wolves with ease but is sliced in half by Mikal in a bloody fury.
Two Hammer Heads fly overhead firing barrages of missiles that destroy Chaos vehicles with ease but are countered by Gun-Ships and Drop-Ships as they deploy Raptors or Jump-troops to the battle field but Thunder-Hawks assist the Tau craft forming a powerful pair of air-craft.The Battle intensifies as Daemons are summoned by crazed Cultists and Word-bearers as they seek favor allowing Bloodletters to tare into the lower Space Wolves but are crushed by the Thunder-Wolves who devour terrified Cultists.
The horns had sounded, the charge began, Mikal ran through the snow, his legs pistoning powerfully as he ran. Behind him an army, howling with rage, two forces met and had set the stage. The wolves of light paired against the servants gloom, one today, one side would meet their doom. The frigid wind rushed by, blowing through the Space wolves hair, two mighty frost axes held high in the cold air. Steel met flesh, blood poured on the snow. How many lives lost? Only the Emperor would know. Time slowed near to a stop, Mikal's senses raged, it was time to let the beast out of its iron cage.
Adrenaline pounded in Mikal's ears and raised his hackles, this was the fury and anger unleashed in a Space Wolf. His features took on the visage of Fenris most terrifying wolves and he howled as he slew. Cultists and marines alike fell to his blades. Black blood spurted and stained the virgin white snow. Unstoppable, men ran from him, only to be cut down by his wrath.
"Don't Run!" He laughed fiercely, the battle glee only a wolf brother could experience upon him. "You'll only die tired you traitorous bastards!"
All the time though, he was looking over his shoulder, however briefly, to make sure that he was not neglecting his job. That would have been to protect Lord Marius, but the word "protect" really had more meaning if it was applied as "Killing everything that was left standing when Marius was done." Mikal laughed at that thought mostly because it was true. In the slowed time, he saw many things, the savage brutalization of the enemy crumpling in front of them like paper and his brothers fighting beside him. He saw Shas' fire warriors with them, volleying high precision fire into the chaos defenders ranks. Mikal took pride with that too, to imagine, one of the Imperium's enemies, fighting by him, to defend his home, it was almost unthinkable to imagine that friendship had been forged right at the Archenemy's doorstep that long time ago.
Mikal's focus snapped back to the present. The enemy was getting reinforcements....good. Mikal had already more than his share of Alpha Legion and Thousand sons, so much so that his grey armor was now completely red with gore and speckled white with bone fragments. That was nothing compared to his axes which had bits and pieces of flesh sloughing off of them and blood dripping in streams into the snow and freezing onto the hilt. Mikal was truly a berzerker, a horrid and horrifying sight to behold even for the enemy. Mikal watched Raptors of the Night lords launch at the space wolves and snarled loudly. Yet another traitorous force of former Marines that he would add to the list of traitors executed.
A screaming banshee streaked over Mikal's head, intending to hit the wolf behind him who was busy killing one of his traitorous comrades....bad move...
Mikal reached up with his blood axes and by the mere momentum of the raptor, he was impaled on the mighty axes and brought low. Mikal slammed his bleeding frame into the snow, not waiting for the marine to recover and tore him limb from limb with the two axes, blood and guts flying this way and that even after the marine was dead. The tainted black blood covered Mikal's face and hair his eyes wild with feral fury and joy. Mikal breathed a deep breath and the cold air snapped him back to himself. He could not loose control to the beast within, that way lead toward the damned path of the wulfen, a path Mikal never intended to tread. Two more Raptors landed in front of him. Mikal expertly timed a strike so that one of the raptor's heads was cleaved in two when he landed, the other brought his chainsword down which was blocked by a powerful axe and then had his torso cloven in two by the other axe that Mikal wielded. Looking around, seeing no other enemies in the immediate vicinity, Mikal picked up a severed traitor head and held it up to the sky for all the enemy to see.
"PRO TOTUS ABBUS!!!" He yelled, claiming the kill in honor of his Lord.
Ahead, Bloodletters form yet another traitorous force, this time Word Bearers, strode forward on lithe daemonic legs and juggernauts alike. Mikal bared his fangs gleefully. Marching to stand beside his Lord as the battle continued and the daemons powered forward.
"Hey, I bet you a barrel of mead that we make it through this..." Mikal panted, talking to one of the other Wolf guard, nearly equally as bloody as Mikal.
"But how will you pay me if we dont make it and die?"
"Why do you think I made that bet? I never make one I intend on loosing." The other Wolf Guard laughed at that, his voice drowned out by the scream of the daemons coming at them.
"Come here and bring your pretty face to my axe! They hunger for daemon blood!" Mikal shouted, fangs bared, defiantly.
For the Allfather, for Fenris, for the Allfather, for Fenris, for the... This chant reverberated through Marius's head over and over. Never stopping, never ceasing. His arm never slowed, with no way for him to fatigue he never stopped killing. All those that came within reach of his mighty Runeblade fell to it, and those he could not reach fell to Psykic blasts of pure will channeled through is sword, or his hand, or indeed by using one of his own warriors for the focal point of a devastating explosion that only seemed to kill warriors touched by chaos. Marius's mind became blank, only the chant going through his mind, and his vision literally redded over, blood splattering the lenses of his Autosights. Nothing could stay his wrath. Soon even his own body guard stayed out of his way, nothing could stop this behemoth as it strode blindly thorugh the conflict, smiting all within reach. However Marius's hand never strayed to an ally, only those touched by Chaos fell to his blade.
Part of this was due to the Farseer, using her Psykic prowess she would pick out those touched by chaos, and have them burn white in his auto senses. Eventually their minds melded to such a degree that Marius was picking his own targets out of the murk before the Farseer could even point them out to him. Eventually however he slowed. Bringing his mind back together from the fragmented vision that it was. Looking again through clear eyes and wiping the blood from his lenses with a charge he surveyed the battle field. Or what was left of it. The white snows of Fenris were now crimson. So much blood had been spilled that the field would forever be known as "The plain of bleeding snow". And because of the massive levels of Psyker power expended on the field the snows here would always fall red. Hundreds of years from now blood claws would Pilgrim here to see the place of the battle that purged Fenris's greatest foe and placed him so far on the back foot that he would never be able to recover. All year round redness would fall from the sky here. In the Winter it would be red snow, in the time of fire boiling ash would touch down. And in the short spring of fenris there would be rain dyed red, falling on this field. When there would be rain it would rain red, snow would fall crimson and the ash would burn. That is the everlasting memorial that this place would bear for the lives expended upon this plain.
Wrenching his mind back to the present Marius noted that the final elements of the chaos army were being wiped out. Squads of roaming Tau firewarriors picking out traitor warriors on the red snows and purging their souls with plasma fire. Packs of Space wolves, swift claws, sky claws and landspeeders rushing around the field hunting out pockets of resistance. And his own wolf guard arrayed around him watching for signs of those who may, try, and harm thier lord. Marius calls to them in his emotionless voice. But something in his words makes them wonder. How much of Marius's soul would stay on this plain? So much death. So many brothers fallen. My Wolf Guard, my brothers, we have indeed won this day, through no small cost I might add. But we have indeed won. Nothing makes me prouder than seeing you all here, alive. Indeed when I count you I cannot find a single man missing amoungst your number. Indeed many of you have taken harm, and for this I humbly request your forgiveness. Nothing Pains me more than seeing you fine young Wolfs injured. I know your pain. Why do you think I am in this chassis in the first place? At the end of my crusade into the Eye of Terror I was more machine than man, my brothers cut down around me I had to endure and bring their saga's home. And here I stand, before you. A machine in name and being. But not in soul. And this old warriors soul crys out in triumph at what we have accomplished here this day. Nothing makes me more proud, nothing. than what I see in you this day.
Victory
Marius raises one blood drenched mettalic battered hand, and in it is a similarly gore soaked blade, upon which runes can be seen dimly glinting in the light. From Marius's vox comes a long echoing howl. One that stirs the mens hearts and souls and soon all the sons of Russ are howling to the sky. Howls of lamentation and triumph, howls of victory and sadness. But most of all howls of joy, the joy of battle, of seeing the strength of your arms protect your home of seeing your brothers around you fighting by your side. The joy of brotherhood. The tau all stand to attention and salute the Longfangs let forth old howls of Remorse for the fallen and jubilation for their friends, and above a trio of thunderhawks pays a tribute flyby for this momentus victory.
Marius slowly lowers his blood covered blade and begins to speak once more but now to the whole army You all know of course, that this war is not over, and this is only one battle in what appears to be a growing conflict. We have set them back and we will win, however, that day may be a long time coming, and I would have you all remember that just because we have been victorious, and continue to do so. That we are not invulnerable, I am not invulnerable. I would have met my match on this plain, in a cowardly dog with a chainfist, if it were not for my brethren. We all must fight as one, none of use are stronger than the rest, or weaker than a friend. We are all equal in each others eyes as we strive for victory. As we are one. Blood claw, Grey hunter, Long Fang, Wolf Guard, Wolf Lord, Shas'la, Shas'ui, Shas'vre and Shas'o. we are all equal here. none more so than anouther. For this is true equality the equality of Alliance.
Now let us descend upon these sorcerors, let us show them our fury, our steel. Lets us show them what it means to poke a sleeping wolf in the eye. A sleeping wolf with 4 Bionic legs and a steel trap jaw!!!
For those of you who want to read it all as one continuous post here it is
Really Syrath you think you could betray us now? Marius calmly takes his Autocannon lines up the shot and for a moment hesitates, why isnt Syrath moving? Marius mentally shrugs and pulls the trigger,
The click in the weapons empty chamber is audible and allows Marius to realise his mistake. And its all the time that Syrath needed, he is on Marius in a second smashing the Dreadnought back.
Marius just has time to draw his sword and Block Syraths second blow before it went straight into his sarcophagus. You will not best me Daemon
Marius pushes and then pivots, his whole weight throwing Syrath to the side. Now Marius has him on the back foot and charges, swinging down with his massive sword straight for Syraths chest.
Syrath appears to have become far larger and nimble than before and continues his attack with a unholy energy , his eyes widen and he pulls and throws Marius rune blade from him and roars another blast of unholy fire and flies into the sky sending several bolts of energy at Marius. "I will spare you're life but only for now Marius! You did assist me and I'll tank you for that." Syrath laughs maniacally and roars with joy at his new found power.
"You knew he would betray us Marius we all did but It appears Syrath has other goals , we however have ours. Their are still Chaos ships near the planets surface and are vulnerable to attacks.
No you bloody well will not, The Farseer deflects the bolts of energy as Marius grabs the Daemons leg and brings him crashing back to ground, picking up his sword and slamming it down at Syraths chest once more
She jumps out of the way and uses her suit temperature to have the minimum effect from it. (You always edit it so i dont see it if it isnt edited yet XD thats why i always ask for it.)
Syrath blocks the attack with his massive blade like claws and flies off into the air and leaves the Space Wolves with little intention of returning realising the numbers are too high for him too fight he leaves. Any Reaming Chaos units retreat in Drop-Ships or Rhinos but many are destroyed by Tau and Space Wolves precision strikes against them.
"Oh more tricks have we? I'll enjoy this ... activating razors!"
The Walls open to revel massive swinging blades that slice apart anything in their path, Lotus is forced to grab the Screen and hold on as the blades tear apart the room and fall into the furnace. The floor closes over the Furnace again and Lotus drops to the ground with a smirking Kremlin.
Marius gently takes the Terminator by his shoulder pad and instructs him to rise.
As a servant, son, warrior, and now Wolf Lord of Russ I would be honoured. I would speak with the other Wolf Lords of the chapter, they will listen. But first I must signal that this Bloodclaw, Mikal, has proven himself worthy of elevation to the ranks of Grey Hunters. However as he now wields the Twin Axes Heimdall and Jourmander he may not be perfectly suited to such a task, and as his wolf Lord I am instructing that he be taken into the Wolf Guard. He has shown himself worthy of the postition many times over.
(Time for me to bring in an old friend.)
From the fortress comes the howling of massive wolves and Marius's mind jumps to the battle of Megellan. His old friend Romulus and his thunderwolf cavalry. Sure enough, when Marius turns his massive frame to the fortress it is to see the massive Wolf, clad in armour plates striding towards him, with the aincient warrior atop its back. But only the one rider, and Marius can see something strange about the manner of his old friend. This was not the Jolly, joking warrior he knew of old, this was a Lone wolf, and by the kill marks on Bloodmaw's (His wolf) neck it was a long existance as one.
Romulus dismonts from his companion and strides over to Marius, nodding curtly to the terminators who chuckle into their Beards at the gruffness of the old Rider. Romulus stops infront of Marius and begins speaking in his slow stubborn way. "It is good to see you again old friend, allthough i must say you have canged somewhat from the warrior as fleet of foot as a cunning wolf, as I did so know you. But here we are. And yes i have changed also. But that is not the issue. I just came back form a scouting run on the western edge of asahiem and it appears that the chaos sorcerors there are creating some kind of warp rift. Clearly they are trying to summon a daemon of great power. I would have requested Hemlocks assistance in having them removed but he is not with us I hear and I was sent here to find you. You are certainly not the same warrior I knew of old if you Harbour the storm within you my old friend but agian that is for anouther time. Now i must request that you amke haste to the wastes andstop these unholy sorcerors... I must go old friend, and this may be the last time we see each other but I must go... Fairwell old friend."
Romulus heads back to Bloodmaw and mounts him, some kind of inner battle raging in the old wolf rider. But Marius cant speak, seeing such an old friend return in such a strange manner with none of his pack around him was something that Marius could not respond to. And so it was that his oldest friend left. Days later he left the planet for a strange planet named Raknoll, where he met his end in the jaws of a Mawlock of the Tyranids and Marius would never hear from him again.
Marius is visibly stunned and even Shas, who wasnt as fimiliar with the dreadnought could notice something wrong. But no sooner did they notice than it was over and Marius was gruffly excuseing himself to meet with the Wolf Lords, The sorcerors could wait, it was the infighting in his chapter that had to be fixed.
He left a stunned looking Mikal in his wake, with a bemused Kais alongside. Clearly something was wrong with thier friend but they had no knowlege of how to remedy it, that was if they even knew the issue. However Mikal isnt given time to think as he is taken in by the Wolf guard and some of shas's fellows come down in a Orca which lands outside the fang. Soon Shas is reunited with a squad of Fire warriors.
First Meeting the Old wolf Sven in his quaters he is shocked at the Brutality shown. Lord you must control yourself, that is not how we live as sons of Russ.
"Well maybe I'm not meant to be a son of Russ"
He takes the old wolf by the skull and gently crushes his mind with a burst of Psyker power, Rest in Peice old Friend
Marius moves down the corridors quickly, sending a Psykers request for a commune to the Other Wolf Lords currently in the fang, some dozen meet him in the Ancient conference room of the fang and they begin to converse. Marius sees alot of friction between the Great companies and over the course of an hour remedies alot of it within the borders of his new found order. The Wolf Lords welcome him gladly, such a protegee of power is well welcomed by the old Wolves.
Soon however he is returning to the "Icehammers Wings" And is boarding up. He is stopped in his tracks by a rail rifle tapping agaisnt his leg and he looks down to see shas and his squad loaded up and ready to go. With a grim looking Mikal behind them, "Were with you Marius"
Marius feels a great source of gratitude well up inside him and he gestures to the seating areas of the Dropship, still unable to speak. Once locked into his Mag harness with the Squad and his friends onboard he takes of and makes his way west with a pair of wingmen dropships with more Grey Hunters and Long fangs inside.
Mikal's ride in the ship is a silent one, full of contemplation. Many things had happened in a very short period of time, The Wolf Lord was now gone, replace by Marius, his oldest friend, and while Mikal knew the position was in more than capable hands, he could not help but be a little concerned that the position might also drive Marius to the same low that Sven had gone. Mikal shook such thoughts from his mind, Marius was not Sven, he was harder than adamantium, stronger than diamond, it would take more than the enemy could muster to break him.
Mikal's thoughts shifted to himself, the transition from Blood Claw to Wolf Guard, something that takes normal wolves decades to accomplish, sometimes even centuries, was accomplished by him in the span of almost a year. Such a thing was unheard of in the Space Wolves...well not unheard of, there was one other case, but that did not concern Mikal. He looked around the cabin at the rest of Marius'---he meant Lord Marius' retinue, they were all the remainders of Sven's before he had gone mad. Mikal looked around at the faces; old, covered with scars, long fangs and brave heroes, beings with centuries of experience under their belts. Did Mikal belong here? Did he deserve to wear the milennia old artificer armor he wore now with engraved runes and warding talismans? Did he deserve, had he earned the right to use the mighty frost axes, weapons ten times older than he was, in battle?
Mikal again shoved the thoughts aside, he was surrounded by so many doubts now, the infighting in the Chapter had made him prone to it, afterwards he would see a Wolf Priest, if there was an afterwards. Mikal gritted his fangs and shook his head, Lord Marius had decreed that he had deserved such powers and responsibilities, he had good enough reasons, and even though he already knew that was enough to prove he deserved all of this, he also knew that he would add to that proof by slaughtering the chapter's enemies on the battlefield. Mikal was thankful for such friends as Shas, Marius, and the Farseer, together, no mater the tricks and scandals, they would shake the foundations of Chaos yet again, just as they had in the Eye of Terror.
One of the Wolf Guard, the youngest one after Mikal, looked at him with a feral grin and simply said. "Not much longer now, Boltsplitter."
That was something Mikal was glad to have gotten rid of, before he had been frowned upon in the ranks for his origins, now that he had been given such a rank, nobody doubted him, not even the other Wolf Guard, if they harbored any doubts, they never showed it, Marius was Lord and his word was now law. The name also rang in his mind "Boltsplitter." it was something he had put on his blood claw armor more as a personal joke than anything else, but Mikal had taken it a step further. When the Iron Priest had presented him with the armor, Mikal had requested a set of Runes be put on the right shoulder guard. They were ancient and magical runes that were engraved to spell Mikal's nickname. Mikal was not a superstitious man, but he figured there was nothing wrong with making one's own luck sometimes.
Eager for blood, Mikal opened the comm bead. "Lord Marius." He said in a steady voice, no longer so reckless, now full of purpose. "What is our ETA?"
Marius's voice comes through on the vox. ETA 3 minutes, so far no resistance, priming warheads for initial firestorm. Lock and load boys
The Space Wolves and Tau force begins to move towards the sight of the Chaos summoning , their is little resistance during the journey as any Chaos AA-guns have been destroyed after their crews lost any hope of gaining ground after the first Strike force failed to truly defeat the Space Wolf defense. Shas'O is given a large body guard of Elite Fire-Warriors while Marius prepares his new Wolf Guard for a full scale war against the Thousand Son's and their maniacal Allies who dared to seek Fenris's wrath and they had brought it upon themselves.
"For Russ!"
"For Fenris!"
"For Marius!"
"For the Emperor!"
The Space Wolves and Tau begin to land and move towards the large Chaos portal base were many Sorcerers have gathered to summon a Daemon off great power and strength , the many Chaos Space Marine defenders are camped around the base along with Dreadnoughts, Defilers and Predators. Shas'O , Mikal and Marius stand at the forefront of the Space Wolf and Tau forces ready for a war like no other.
"Well, my friends, get ready for the battle, as this will be one that will go down in history," I say, slowly wielding my rail rifle. "Elite Fire Warriors, I know that your allegiance lies with me, but I want no Tau to die because of me this day. Fight with me, not for me."
I turn, to see the grand scale of our forces, before turning back to my allies, and friends.
"We need our more powerful forces to help break through thier line of defense. Thenb the smaller forces will seperate the different types of thier army, and take them down. I want this to go fast, smoothly, and to the plan."
"It will be good to fight with you once more Kais, lets make this a good fight,"! I hear Mikal say.
"The feeling is mutual," I say, with a smile that is not visible through my helmet. "Now. ATTACK! FOR THE GREATER GOOD!!!
Marius feels the power behind him, the raw energy of the Space Wolves, but there is also a less familiar power, the low thrumming bass note emmitted from the amplifiers of Tau weaponry when massed.
Marius would have smiled
When would anyone have ever guessed that a tau army this large would ever be defending Fenris. He chuckles, the sound is not lost on Mikal swo smiles, "What causes the sudden change of humour Marius?"
Only the strength we have here the strength of a pair of Friendships. It is true that without our crusade in the Eye of Terror this would never be happening, however if it wasnt for that same Crusade then Shas would not be here either.
He lifts his voice one the vox amplifier so that the whole army may hear him
Today sons of Russ, we have a foe on our doorstep!!! A foe that many of you will never have seen before, even in your many long decades!!! This foe is one that I have fought before. And I have had victory. With a far smaller less passionate force behind me!!!
Today this foe at our door is desperate, he seeks to bring reinforcements through an Infernal Rift. One that most probably will consume our beloved homeworld if we do not stop him. Desperation is the plight of our foe, Passion is ours. We will bring them the Fury of the Wolves.
Our Allies, The Tau of the greater good. The very empire that has denied us our fury in the past has come to aid us, Thier mighty gunships and brave warriors, skilled marksmen all. Have come to aid us here. And I thank them, from the bottom of my mettallic soul, I thank them. For they give us a position from which no defeat is possible!!!
Many of you may die, many of you may see your bitter end on our beloved snows.
But listen to me Brothers, this day is not our day to fail, spent bolter casings and the blood of dozens of fallen may lie at your feet. But this is not our day to fail. That day will be heralded with the end of our world, when the seas rise in the time of fire to consume us for eternity, BUT THIS IS NOT THAT DAY!!!
Today we FIGHT, for FENRIS, FOR GLORY, FOR THE ALLFATHER!!!!!!! CHAAAARGE!!!!!
Marius Leads the Charge, huge pounding strides taking him forwards with a passion and fury only seen in a dreadnought of the wolves, or perhaps of the death company of the blood angels, but here on this snowy plain only Marius can display that kind of raw fury, unbound, and unbidable until it is spend. In the snow or through his sword. His wolf guard fan out on either side, the sound of the land raider behind them carrying the Terminators that would disembark into the thick of the enemy. The Shas'o mounts into a devilfish and with one of these on his left, anouther on his right, the land raider driver keeps pace happily with Marius firing bursts from the heavy bolter into the foe. Marius has not yet drawn his sword, at this point he is still far out of range, so instead his Auto cannon howls one long continuous chattering stream of death into the front lines of the foe. He sees Mikal sprinting along beside him a grim snarl etched on his savage cheeks and overhead he sees the contrails of Seeker missles from dozens of skyray gunships creating a firesrom for the wolves to assault into.
Soon Marius runs out of ammo for the Autocannon, prefering to have less of those heavy rounds so that he may not be to far encumbered. His hand places the weapon on his Mag harness then draws the Blade of Fenris. The master crafted runic weapon already channeling his potent energies ready for the battle to come. HIs force hits the line like the solid tip of a hammer. skyclaws dropping down from above to then rocket down into the enemy smashing them back. Grey hunters disgorge from Rhinos on all sides spraying death from thier bolters. And whats more, the lances of blue light from the Lasscannons of Long Fang packs rip into the great Foe's vehicles.
But it is the Wolf guard and Marius that make the biggest dent. Thier solid wall of plasteel and ceramite smacks into the enemy like a thunderhammer. and indeed many of them have thunderhammers. This wall.. this wave of Space wolves utterly crushes the enemy back, throws them into a state of raw panick the likes of which no thousand son could ever achieve. These are clearly not all Chaos Marines of the thousand sons chapter, many of them bear the markings of the alpha legion and the night lords... the night lords.. what does Marius know about those? His viewfinder snaps up and sees the contrails of Chaos jumppacks twirling up into the sky.
EYES ON THE SKY, BRING THEM DOWN REPEAT BRING THEM DOWN
This is when The shas'o and his warriors disembark. Marius's bawled order is soon realised as the pulse rifles fired by elite marksmen hammer into the Night Lords jump packs and bring them crashing to the ground.
Marius waves his sword at shas who nods from behind his helmet, this wasnt over yet.
Mass gunfire is exchanged between the Tau Fire-Warriors and Thousand Sons Rubric Phalanx moves to engage the enemy , a massive group of Blood Claws and Grey Hunters backed by Wolf guard clash with the Khornate Allied War-bands of the Thousand Sons on the snowy plains , bloody close quarters combat rages across the battle field as the Space Wolves test their abilities against the Bezerkers of Khonre. Mikal and Marius fight back to armored rear as a Khornate Champion charges towards them and is killed instantly by Shas'O who uses his Rail-Rifle to a deadly extent while Syrath supports them. Marius tackles his vile counterpart, a maddened Chaos Dreadnought with the numbers GLa-328 printer on its hull , he plunges his Blade into its Sarcophagus and kills the captive within ending his centuries long torment.
But it does not end yet , a Nightlord baring the mask of a Gargoyle lands on his hull attempts to pry it open with his sword but fails and is crushed under foot of the Dreadnought. A Predator appears but has its turret torn off by a psychic blast from the Farseer that kills several Alpha Legion marines around it as its burning derbies crash and explode as they pierce the hulls of several tanks and vehicles. Alpha Legion marines move forward lead by a Aspiring Champion who carries a Power Maul and swings it around madly crushing the bones of Space Wolves with ease but is sliced in half by Mikal in a bloody fury.
Two Hammer Heads fly overhead firing barrages of missiles that destroy Chaos vehicles with ease but are countered by Gun-Ships and Drop-Ships as they deploy Raptors or Jump-troops to the battle field but Thunder-Hawks assist the Tau craft forming a powerful pair of air-craft.The Battle intensifies as Daemons are summoned by crazed Cultists and Word-bearers as they seek favor allowing Bloodletters to tare into the lower Space Wolves but are crushed by the Thunder-Wolves who devour terrified Cultists.
The horns had sounded, the charge began, Mikal ran through the snow, his legs pistoning powerfully as he ran. Behind him an army, howling with rage, two forces met and had set the stage. The wolves of light paired against the servants gloom, one today, one side would meet their doom. The frigid wind rushed by, blowing through the Space wolves hair, two mighty frost axes held high in the cold air. Steel met flesh, blood poured on the snow. How many lives lost? Only the Emperor would know. Time slowed near to a stop, Mikal's senses raged, it was time to let the beast out of its iron cage.
Adrenaline pounded in Mikal's ears and raised his hackles, this was the fury and anger unleashed in a Space Wolf. His features took on the visage of Fenris most terrifying wolves and he howled as he slew. Cultists and marines alike fell to his blades. Black blood spurted and stained the virgin white snow. Unstoppable, men ran from him, only to be cut down by his wrath.
"Don't Run!" He laughed fiercely, the battle glee only a wolf brother could experience upon him. "You'll only die tired you traitorous bastards!"
All the time though, he was looking over his shoulder, however briefly, to make sure that he was not neglecting his job. That would have been to protect Lord Marius, but the word "protect" really had more meaning if it was applied as "Killing everything that was left standing when Marius was done." Mikal laughed at that thought mostly because it was true. In the slowed time, he saw many things, the savage brutalization of the enemy crumpling in front of them like paper and his brothers fighting beside him. He saw Shas' fire warriors with them, volleying high precision fire into the chaos defenders ranks. Mikal took pride with that too, to imagine, one of the Imperium's enemies, fighting by him, to defend his home, it was almost unthinkable to imagine that friendship had been forged right at the Archenemy's doorstep that long time ago.
Mikal's focus snapped back to the present. The enemy was getting reinforcements....good. Mikal had already more than his share of Alpha Legion and Thousand sons, so much so that his grey armor was now completely red with gore and speckled white with bone fragments. That was nothing compared to his axes which had bits and pieces of flesh sloughing off of them and blood dripping in streams into the snow and freezing onto the hilt. Mikal was truly a berzerker, a horrid and horrifying sight to behold even for the enemy. Mikal watched Raptors of the Night lords launch at the space wolves and snarled loudly. Yet another traitorous force of former Marines that he would add to the list of traitors executed.
A screaming banshee streaked over Mikal's head, intending to hit the wolf behind him who was busy killing one of his traitorous comrades....bad move...
Mikal reached up with his blood axes and by the mere momentum of the raptor, he was impaled on the mighty axes and brought low. Mikal slammed his bleeding frame into the snow, not waiting for the marine to recover and tore him limb from limb with the two axes, blood and guts flying this way and that even after the marine was dead. The tainted black blood covered Mikal's face and hair his eyes wild with feral fury and joy. Mikal breathed a deep breath and the cold air snapped him back to himself. He could not loose control to the beast within, that way lead toward the damned path of the wulfen, a path Mikal never intended to tread. Two more Raptors landed in front of him. Mikal expertly timed a strike so that one of the raptor's heads was cleaved in two when he landed, the other brought his chainsword down which was blocked by a powerful axe and then had his torso cloven in two by the other axe that Mikal wielded. Looking around, seeing no other enemies in the immediate vicinity, Mikal picked up a severed traitor head and held it up to the sky for all the enemy to see.
"PRO TOTUS ABBUS!!!" He yelled, claiming the kill in honor of his Lord.
Ahead, Bloodletters form yet another traitorous force, this time Word Bearers, strode forward on lithe daemonic legs and juggernauts alike. Mikal bared his fangs gleefully. Marching to stand beside his Lord as the battle continued and the daemons powered forward.
"Hey, I bet you a barrel of mead that we make it through this..." Mikal panted, talking to one of the other Wolf guard, nearly equally as bloody as Mikal.
"But how will you pay me if we dont make it and die?"
"Why do you think I made that bet? I never make one I intend on loosing." The other Wolf Guard laughed at that, his voice drowned out by the scream of the daemons coming at them.
"Come here and bring your pretty face to my axe! They hunger for daemon blood!" Mikal shouted, fangs bared, defiantly.
For the Allfather, for Fenris, for the Allfather, for Fenris, for the...
This chant reverberated through Marius's head over and over. Never stopping, never ceasing. His arm never slowed, with no way for him to fatigue he never stopped killing. All those that came within reach of his mighty Runeblade fell to it, and those he could not reach fell to Psykic blasts of pure will channeled through is sword, or his hand, or indeed by using one of his own warriors for the focal point of a devastating explosion that only seemed to kill warriors touched by chaos. Marius's mind became blank, only the chant going through his mind, and his vision literally redded over, blood splattering the lenses of his Autosights. Nothing could stay his wrath. Soon even his own body guard stayed out of his way, nothing could stop this behemoth as it strode blindly thorugh the conflict, smiting all within reach. However Marius's hand never strayed to an ally, only those touched by Chaos fell to his blade.
Part of this was due to the Farseer, using her Psykic prowess she would pick out those touched by chaos, and have them burn white in his auto senses. Eventually their minds melded to such a degree that Marius was picking his own targets out of the murk before the Farseer could even point them out to him. Eventually however he slowed. Bringing his mind back together from the fragmented vision that it was. Looking again through clear eyes and wiping the blood from his lenses with a charge he surveyed the battle field. Or what was left of it. The white snows of Fenris were now crimson. So much blood had been spilled that the field would forever be known as "The plain of bleeding snow". And because of the massive levels of Psyker power expended on the field the snows here would always fall red. Hundreds of years from now blood claws would Pilgrim here to see the place of the battle that purged Fenris's greatest foe and placed him so far on the back foot that he would never be able to recover. All year round redness would fall from the sky here. In the Winter it would be red snow, in the time of fire boiling ash would touch down. And in the short spring of fenris there would be rain dyed red, falling on this field. When there would be rain it would rain red, snow would fall crimson and the ash would burn. That is the everlasting memorial that this place would bear for the lives expended upon this plain.
Wrenching his mind back to the present Marius noted that the final elements of the chaos army were being wiped out. Squads of roaming Tau firewarriors picking out traitor warriors on the red snows and purging their souls with plasma fire. Packs of Space wolves, swift claws, sky claws and landspeeders rushing around the field hunting out pockets of resistance. And his own wolf guard arrayed around him watching for signs of those who may, try, and harm thier lord. Marius calls to them in his emotionless voice. But something in his words makes them wonder. How much of Marius's soul would stay on this plain? So much death. So many brothers fallen.
My Wolf Guard, my brothers, we have indeed won this day, through no small cost I might add. But we have indeed won. Nothing makes me prouder than seeing you all here, alive. Indeed when I count you I cannot find a single man missing amoungst your number. Indeed many of you have taken harm, and for this I humbly request your forgiveness. Nothing Pains me more than seeing you fine young Wolfs injured. I know your pain. Why do you think I am in this chassis in the first place? At the end of my crusade into the Eye of Terror I was more machine than man, my brothers cut down around me I had to endure and bring their saga's home. And here I stand, before you. A machine in name and being. But not in soul. And this old warriors soul crys out in triumph at what we have accomplished here this day. Nothing makes me more proud, nothing. than what I see in you this day.
Victory
Marius raises one blood drenched mettalic battered hand, and in it is a similarly gore soaked blade, upon which runes can be seen dimly glinting in the light. From Marius's vox comes a long echoing howl. One that stirs the mens hearts and souls and soon all the sons of Russ are howling to the sky. Howls of lamentation and triumph, howls of victory and sadness. But most of all howls of joy, the joy of battle, of seeing the strength of your arms protect your home of seeing your brothers around you fighting by your side. The joy of brotherhood. The tau all stand to attention and salute the Longfangs let forth old howls of Remorse for the fallen and jubilation for their friends, and above a trio of thunderhawks pays a tribute flyby for this momentus victory.
Marius slowly lowers his blood covered blade and begins to speak once more but now to the whole army
You all know of course, that this war is not over, and this is only one battle in what appears to be a growing conflict. We have set them back and we will win, however, that day may be a long time coming, and I would have you all remember that just because we have been victorious, and continue to do so. That we are not invulnerable, I am not invulnerable. I would have met my match on this plain, in a cowardly dog with a chainfist, if it were not for my brethren. We all must fight as one, none of use are stronger than the rest, or weaker than a friend. We are all equal in each others eyes as we strive for victory. As we are one. Blood claw, Grey hunter, Long Fang, Wolf Guard, Wolf Lord, Shas'la, Shas'ui, Shas'vre and Shas'o. we are all equal here. none more so than anouther. For this is true equality the equality of Alliance.
Now let us descend upon these sorcerors, let us show them our fury, our steel. Lets us show them what it means to poke a sleeping wolf in the eye. A sleeping wolf with 4 Bionic legs and a steel trap jaw!!!
For those of you who want to read it all as one continuous post here it is
Looks like play time is about to begin isnt it? She says challenging. I already hoped that you were not a coward and face me in combat. And it looks like youre not. So i think this can become lots of fun.
Marius looks up to the sky, I am sorry brothers... I am at fault for his ressurection. I should never have let him live.
Mikal turns to him fury in his eyes and the old dreadnought winces, Marius feels the pain of those around him at this latest setback. However Mikals words shock him even more tha he thought possible.
"It is not your fault lord, he would have returned and come to this place regardless. No matter the course of action this still would have occurred. Thus you are not at fault. Hold on to that Marius, you are still pure."
Thankyou brother, you are right, but regardless of fault it is my responsibility to destroy him once and for all.
(OOC) Apologies for my absence but I was unable to post for private reasons. I'll be making some changes to the RPG:
* I will make limited, but fairly large posts which the players will expand during the story. * I will only post when two-four players have done so. * Posting time will range from 8am-11am , then 1pm-5pm , 7pm-10pm. This will vary and will not probably never start at these exact times.
Thunder-Hawks arrive and begin to leave carrying the remaining Space Wolves while Tau-Fire Warriors use Devilfish troop carriers , servitors , Apothecarys and Techmarines stay behind and begin the retrieval of the Space Wolf and Tau dead while leaving the Chaos bodies to rot and freeze in the harsh snow and ice. Marius and his retinue are first to arrive at the Northern Spire of the Fang where Space Wolf officers and captains are ready to brief him on the current situation. Hemlock stands beside a Holo-table and greats Marius while activating the Holo-table.
"Wolf Lord Marius , after or decisive victory over the forces of Chaos we have broken the back off most off the first Chaos Strike force and have forced any remaining Infantry or armoured units to return to the Carrier landing site. Only four more Carriers remain but I have a plan, if we deploy a strike team and board the main Cruiser and plant a EMP Device we can disable all four ships and allow our Anti-Air batteries to do the rest. This would cripple Kremlins forces and give us a great advantage over him and his Warband , I would be grateful if I could accompany you and get revenge on that filth who corrupted Sven. While Kremlin is not on board but I can still take my revenge on the crew."
The Space Wolves in the Cavern shout a praise to Russ and raise their weapons while the Tau Fire-Warriors respectably bow and fire a volley of shots. Shas'O , Tau technicians and a Techmarine help build a EMP Device for the boarding action. Both races puting aside any differences to help each other win the war against the Thousand Sons and Kremlin.
"It seems Assassin we are at a Stand still but not for long ha ha , activating Electronic disabling device."
A blast of electricity damages the Venting systems of the Assassins armour and several off her weapons. The Vent begins to fill the room with a green mist that is the deadly Neuro Toxin, Kremlin smirks as the Assassin begins to feel dazed and unable to stand due to the Gasses effects. An Explosion panics Kremlin and destroys the View-Screen in the chamber along with the Venting System.
She tries climb out of the furnace. "Better than home." She says
"This brings back memories. But now we have something more to do." She checks her equipement and tries to repair the broken things. She also looks at the heraldry on the dropship
There is no bridge but a small platform were two Servitors work on the controls of the Furnace , a small Crane sits next to Platform which grabs pieces of Scrap metal that could be of interest out of the other rotting pieces.
command bridge and what was the heraldry on the dropship? And how is my equpement is it repaired or not xd
She jumps towards the servitors while remaining sneaky
(There isn't , any way you wouldn't survive long and you don't even know what ship you are on.)
The Drop-Ship is a Chaos Craft that lacks its Gravity generator and has no turret under its Cockpit and appears to destroyed by the rounds of a Auto-cannon on the bottom of the Cockpit by Auto-Cannon shots. The Assassin is able to sneak behind the Servitors while they operate the Furnace's systems.
(Yes , feel free to create a profile. You may be a Chaotic Neutral , Thousand Son , Space Wolf , Imperial , Inquisition and any other race. However they must have a good reason for being at Fenris.) The Servitors simply continue to operate the controls of the Furnace however a Chaos Storm trooper spots Lotus and shouts to his comrades and begins to fire at her with his Hot-shot Las-gun. Several more Cultists back him up and also fire on the Assassin.
She rushes past some of them as she starts the dance macabre. While she runs past she releases her strings and she makes sure some are inside them. Then she stops inside the circle. And pulles with her hands on the strings. Some of the men explode in a gore fest as arms fingers legs and heads fly by. The rest is shocked at what they saw and that was what lotus wanted. Because she jumps to one and uses it as an human shield while she fires with his hotshot on his comrades. Then she kills this one by letting two memory blades slice through the back of his head and let them exit his head through his eyes. Immediatly she deactivates them again and she jumps into the shadows and she uses some debris as cover for the hotshots making sure they are scared she activates her helmet to see how they react. When they try to flee she kills them with her hotshot laspistol.
Character name: Unknown
Character age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Race: Human/Machine
Character Nickname: Tech
Profession: Tech priest of the Adeptus Mechanicus
Apperance: Unknown (always wears a hooded red Mechanisus robe)
Personality: Tech is a mysterious, silent woman with many mechanic alterations to her limbs which stick out of the robe.
Equipment: Servo harness, skull probes, mechanical optical piece, mechanic arm, mechanic feet for enhanced grip.
Background: Not alot is known about Tech at all, as she never really talks to people. The only reason people know she is female is that you can tell by the way the robes fall. She joined the Space Wolves to assist them in the Invasion of Fenris.
Character pic:
A figure appears shrouded in the shadows and has a mask that’s Daemonic eyes flicker with yellow burning flames, the strange figure strides out of the shadows and is accompanied by two Power Armored guards that carry power-stave's.
The Tech-Priests work on a fallen Dreadnought in the thick snows off Fenris, after the machine was damaged by an Artillery barrage from the Chaos Space Marines advance. The flaming remains off two Chaos Craft burn brightly in the background as the Dreadnought fell back destroying both using its Las-Cannon.
(I think Female Techpriests look the same as the models except for a few differences. Not like that....)
(Yeah even Female Tech-Priests are the same as males. Their would be little difference due to the amount of equipment. I'd suggest you change it to something that is more appropriate for the RPG. )
(no my character looks similar to other techpriests but I just posted the because it gives a better understanding of what my character would be under the robe ^.^)
*begins fixing the wiring of the dreadnoughts weapons and welding the artillery holes with plates of ceramite armour and the hand flamer on one of the servo harness arms*
The Left Arm off the Dreadnought were the Predator tank fired its shells and hit, as the wires connect and a bright blue of electricity appears causing the arm to move upwards. The Dreadnoughts legs re-activate and it turns to the Tech-Priests.
"Thank....you....I must...return to the Fang."
The Dreadnought begins to leave and moves towards the Space Wolves Fortress Monastery the 'Fang', a Rhino of the Mechnium appears and its rear hatch opens allowing the Tech-Priests to enter.
(Its fine with the image you now have but you may describe you're character more during cease-fire moments but now we have combat!)
The Rhino shakes as a group of Camouflaged Chaos Havocs move in for the kill and fire their Las-Cannons and Missile launchers that destroy the Rhinos left tracks causing it to crash into a small hill of ice and snow. The Tech-Priests exit the Rhino and spot the re-loading Chaos Havocs who soon see them as well , their Champion spots the advancing Tech-Priests and shouts an order to his troops.
"Loyalists! Take aim and destroy them before they get two close!"
The Champion aims his bolter at the Tech-Priests and fires at them rapidly using a advanced targeting system to pick out those who would make easy prey.
*Tech glides over to fix a Rhino that was hit but artillery fire, like a red shade. She begins fixing the shell wounds on the Ceramite surface of the Rhinos hull. Her servo-harness whirring with cogs and pistons that move the mechanical tendrils. The skull probes drift around her and several servitors begins handing her ceramite plating, wires, cables and other mechanical parts*
[This is unit 238, eliminate threats on tracker. hostile carrying heavy-weaponry and anti-infantry weaponry, take caution when engaging hostile forces.] The Leader Tech-Priest plunges his Power-axe into the chest of a Chaos-Havoc armed with a Heavy-bolter before pulling the axe free and decapitating the Chaos servant. The Tech-Priest is successful in repairing the inner systems of the Rhinos track mechanisms while a second Tech-Priest begins to fix the tracks.
The Shadowy foe appears to be the Sorcerer Kremlin and his guards but there is something amiss, he revels his force-weapon that possesses a blue glow that flickers in the dark. "Assassin, I offer you a place at my side. I ask only for loyalty and service and your life will be spared."
I am not a heretic like you. I am a culexus. And i will never join chaos. As they destroyed my homeplanet and left me all alone to survive on the bodys of my family. That is how i lost the last bit of my soul. And now i only care to kill you. So psyker leave this planet. I am not interested.
“No I shall not; it will burn like all others that have dared to defy me. Like you’re home Assassin it will become a dried out husk like you’re corpse. Kill her and burn the body now, she is off no use to me.”
The two Guards raise their Staves and advance ready to slice apart the Assassin with little care.
A Havoc takes aim and fires an Auto-Cannon round into the Tech-Marine beside her destroying her in a bloody instant and soon takes aim at her.
*the shot blast Tech off her feet, smashing her down into the snow as blood and oil rupture from the wound. the servitors and harrness get to work imidiately on her body as the rhino rides off again*
I fire my animus at full strenghth and while the blast hits the trio i rush past the bodygaurds towards kremlin and while crosing them i implant one of the memory knives into their heads. And then i move towards kremlin. "When i am done with you you will be the one who is only ash."
"Really? Because I have several traps! Including this one!"
Several walls form around the Assassin and activate shields that stop the Assassin from damaging them, a screen showing Kremlin forms from the front wall. He remove his helmet and smirks at the trapped Assassin and claps slowly and sarcastically.
"Bravo blank you have failed to impress me you pathetic wretch, I've got more surprises in store as well. Let us see if you can guess."
The Tech-Priest is successful in repairing the vehicle and is able to return to the Rhino as Space Wolves arrive and begin attacking the Chaos Havocs who attempt to attack the Tech-Priest transport but fail as they are cut down within seconds.
The Tech-Priests watch as Space Wolf Grey Hunters move towards the confused and dazed Chaos Havocs who are unable to even raise their weapons against the Space Wolves who charge them, they are hacked and sliced apart by the Power axes and chainswords of their attackers. The Aspiring Champion is decapitated quickly along with his corrupted brethren. A Space Wolf moves towards the Tech-Priest and offers a hand shake to her. “It’s good to see the servants of the Machine-god on Fenris we require you back at the Fang and will provide a new transport for you. You’re original transport appears to be wrecked.”
“Oh no I have a much better solution, firing you into space! A simple and easy way to end you once and for all, any last words Assassin? Preparing to fire in 3-2-1 wait no the Chambers Air tig..”
The Chamber is launched into Space and crashes into the surface of Fenris The Assassin emerges from the destroyed chamber which amazingly held when it hit the Atmosphere but is now a burning wreck. Lotus observes the area around her and watches as a large number of Drop-Ships pass over the area and ignore the burning wreak, they appear to be flying towards a group of clustered Chaos-Carriers.
IC: I make sure that the EMP is correctly made, before making an announcement.
"The EMP is finished. After we land in the fcruiser, I hink we should take it to the engines so that we can halt the ships movement," I say, before thinking and making another suggestion. "Or, we could use it in the control room. Suddenly, they can't use anything."
"We plan to take control of the Engines plasma reactor and controls while another team takes the Bridge, it will stop them from destroying the ship or detaching sections of it to stop us."
The Iron Priest and his Servitors begin to load the EMP Device into a Devilfish.
Marius looks over his old friend, he has aged in the last few hours and Marius knows it, Sven is dead
Hemlock looks at him with sadness in his eyes, "We know, we extracted his body from his chambers, they are being refitted for your use now. I think you will like them, go and have a look.
Marius stomps down the corridor and pushes open the great adamant doors. Inside the room has indeed been completely remodelled. On a stand in the corner of the Room is Marius's old Power armour, well to be exact his old body, all of the wirings and mechanical parts still in place. In its hands is gripped Flashfreeze and the cloak made from the carnifex skin that Marius used to bear has been draped around its shoulders. At the back of the huge room the is a large Dias, one which has a hibernation harness for Marius when he must sleep. One that Marius does not envisage using anytime soon. On the left is a large rack, five shelfs of weapons are housed there. Enlarged and modified for the Dreadnoughts size they are the weapons that Marius favoured in his Life. The Autocannon on his back has a space. A heavy Bolter, and The Blade of Fenris also has a place. Also are some weapons that the Iron priests decided to give Marius the option of using ontop of his preferrred. A plasma cannon, and a lascannon. Marius looks pleased also when he spots the drums of ammunition. Quickly reloading his Autocannon he turns and leaves for the command center of his company, if he still had eyes they would hhave a grim glint of humour. I have my own armoury... hur hurr hurrrr
In the room there are even carvings along the walls of his battles in the Eye of terror and a picture of Marius smiting Syrath and his Tau and Eldar allies fighting along with him, Hemlock enters the room and make a rare smile and nods to the massive Dreadnought.
"I see you like you're new accommodations Wolf Lord Marius but we must launch a strike soon if we are able to gain the advantage.
Mikal walks into the chamber where the weapon is being prepared. He knew the plan involved more ship combat and upon seeing the Tau it gave him pause for memory. He had been on quite a few furiously similar engagements when he had been in the Guard with the Tau and Marius to destroy Syrath's Carrier...
This mission would surely end the same way, They would not fail, the Space Wolves never failed something they had set out to do, it was more than a matter of pride, it was duty.
Mikal scans the faces of the little blue xenos until he finds one that he recognizes, a warm smile crosses his face as Mikal walks over to the Shas O' and greets him gladly.
"Where are my manners? I am sorry Shas, I was preoccupied by the battle and had forgotten them. Welcome to the Fang friend."
Mikal looks to the EMP device and back to Shas. "Another ship, another bastard Warp jockey, another victory for us. Just like old times eh?"
(I'll let you discuss things while I plot evil traps for you're characters aboard the ship, wait I wasn't supposed to say that...)
The Iron Priest moves towards the two friends and nods to his Servitors, they retreat into the dark as he begins to tell the two about the EMP "The Device will help us greatly when disabling the craft but be careful it is heavy and requires protection from enemy fire-power.
Marius growls softly, They will all burn. Let us go my friend. They will never know what hit them
Marius walks into the prep bay and sees Mikal and Shas conversing. With the huge Autocannon in one hand and a clenched fist for his other he rallies his warriors, and his friends, for war.
"It is good to see you too Mikal. And yes, we will not fail in this mission," I say, taking a quick look at the device we had created. "We will succeed, just like before. Now, how are the Space Wolves treating you?"
Mikal lets out a laugh at The diminutive alien's question. It was funny because he had been thinking about the same thing for a while now.
"Indeed, you speak the truth Shas, and the Sons of Russ treat me as their brother for that is what I now am. In fact, they liked me so much, they went and made me a Wolf Guard!" Mikal continues to laugh but stops when he sees Shas' confusion. Mikal becomes solemn.
"It is a great honor indeed to become one of the few assigned to guard the great captains. That is something I'm sure you are familiar with."
Just then, Marius calls his men together and Mikal begins to walk away, leaving Shas with a firm warrior's handshake.
"Today we take flight and fight again together, Shas, I will see you when we get there."
Mikal marched away, heeding the beckons of his Lord.
Mikal, I will need you to lead a strike force on the Bridge with the Shas'o and his team. I will lead a second assault into the holds, You will plant the Device and then exfil the ship. I will make all measure of effort into tying up thier resources while you do this, having my wolf guard on the Bridge will be the striking force we need, but I will take several squads of Grey Hunters and Blood Claws. These will be insturumental in tying up thier forces, Get out as soon as oyu can and vox me, give me 15 minutes to get out and then blow the device and open fire, we cant let this weapon fall into their hands. Mikal, Kais, I dont need to tell you that you may not see me again, what I need you to do is concentrate on the mission, I have inherited a set of bloodied fangs, this mission will clean them. I will leave it to you to organise your own squads. Hemlock I will leave the organisation of my assault to you, I must prepare a coven of Rune Priests who will accompany me and carry out the final stags of my plan.
"Marius. Don't play the part of the hero. You are too good a warrior to shame yourself like that. We will all get out, just like before. But I will not leave the ship until the mission is complete. Now, I must see to my Fire Warriors."
I walk over to one of my oldest friends, a Shas'ui, Mont'yr.
"Mont'yr I need your squad ready, and the same to my Elite guard. I want all weapons handed out, and everybody to know what we are doing," say to my friend.
"Well," Mont'yr replies, a smile obvious, even under his helmet. "I can ready the squad, but I think the words should come from you, seeing as how you are very popular among our forces."
"I suppose that is true my friend, I shall see to it."
I assemble my Fire Warriors, including my Elite guard, and speak to them.
"The mission will go like this," I begin. "You, Warriors, the Space Wolf, Mikal, and I will all attack them on the bridge. After we have taken control of it, we will go deeper into the cruiser and plant the EMP device. Once it is planted Mikal and his Space Wolves may leave, but we will go to asssist Marius, who will be tying up thier resources. Once we are all ready, we will arm the device for 15 minutes, and leave within that time. Some of you may die today, but you will not be forgotten, as all of you deserve a place among the legends of our Empire. FOR THE GREATER GOOD!"
My warriors repeat the chant, raising thier weapons in the air, while Mont'yr looks at me, and claps. before walking over.
"I think your words were good. They are prepared. We are ready."
The Space Wolf and Tau gunships move towards the clustered group of Assault Carriers, they view the target Assault Carrier at the centre of the group still loading its remaining troops on-board. The Gun-ships soon come under long ranged fire from the Chaos forces remaining AA-guns but do little or no damage as the Space Wolves and Tau ships destroy anything in their path.
[Our target is clear, secure the Grav-lift in the centre of the Assault Carriers landing zone and use it to enter the ship while the Tau ships give supports, the remnants of the Tau fleet say they have something special in store for the forces of Chaos.]
Two Mantas deploy from the remaining Tau ships carrying over 300 troops and battle suits along with heavily armoured vehicles and weaponry. The Space Wolves are backed by several other Wolf lords’ forces who have contributed warriors to the cause. The Space Wolves Thunder-Hawks blast their way into the LZ were several Chaos space marine Terminators await carrying heavy weaponry designed for Anti-tank combat.
(Walking to the Fang will never work Nocturne, Assassins work alone and you would never get there. You have targets and don’t need to go there; you won’t get anything and are an enemy to them. Making friends doesn’t work all the time.)
Two Chaos Terminators leading several Chaos Space Marines flank Shas'O T'au Kais and his Body Guards position and begin to fire on their position using a Reaper auto-cannon which cuts down several Tau quickly with consecrated blasts and soon turn their attention to Shas'O himself.
I smirk, but worry slightly at the terminators. Quickly, I bring up my rail rifle to snipe one of thier heads quickly, befor erolling to the right, narrowly missing a shot, and bringing up my weapon to fire at the other Terminator.
she searches the vox net for a sign of syrath.
"lets find target one. but first we will look if the farseer showed her real self to marius." she searches the vox from marius. while she does all this she also tries to determine her own location
"Foolish Vermin, I have little time to deal with idiots like you're self. Do you think you could destroy me!"
Syrath swoops down like a hawk, his form has changed and has a massive Dragon like creäture that has massive bladed claws and nearly slices the Assassin in half but the Assassin dodges his attack barley, he hovers for several seconds and sends a bolt of pure energy that throws the Assassin back. He belches flames and melts the snow around the Assassin and grabs her with his claws and raises her to eye level.
"I hear you wish to destroy my Sisters Soul Stone, while I hate her my relations still bind me to her and I will happily tear you apart. However Kremlin is a different matter and is my Prey, I will have my revenge on both him and Escalibar. You will be left for now but I warn you, my kin are off-limits."
Syrath drops her and flies into the sky without care for the injured assassin.
The Shot pierces the Terminator and kills him instantly,the other aims his Auto-cannon and fires another volley that sends him flying and crashing into a small rock spire. The Terminator advances but is killed by the shots from several Elite Fire-warriors who take advantage off his over confidence and helps the Shas'O up. He rises and aims his rifle and fires at the Chaos Space Marines who are still advancing.
"We will see about that" she whispers. She locks syrath on her animus and fires a tracker in him(he wouldnt even feel it.)
"Now the hunter will become the hunted.but first these reports. She overviews them while she looks after syrath.
The Assassin finds the last reports of a Space Wolf squad who met Syrath while tracking him but losses the signal several times.
[He's after us... lost two brothers...he's the...] The Message turns into static and screams as Syrath tears them apart; Syrath flies over head and attacks Raptors on patrol with vicious fury littering their remains over the landscape below.
{Marius: Space Wolf Dreadnought who fought in the Eye of Terror and destroyed several Chaos War-Machines and assisted in the removal of Captain Argosh. Assisted Eldar and Tau forces and houses the remains of Farseer Syrathiocn who perished over Fenris and is allies with Shas'O T'au Kais. Currently battling Chaos Legion of the Thousand Sons on Fenis and allowing the Farseer to transmit her powers through his body.}
Tech waits for more vox alerts from the vehicle maintainance while sat on the edge of an ammo crate legs folded and reaching down to the floor under her robe. She reaches a slender mechanical hand up to remove the most recent Iho stick from her mouth, hidden under the low hanging hood.
[To all Tech-Priests within the Vicinity, head to sector Alpha-18 and begin repair of Thunder-Hawks and Predator battle tank now and aid all Space Wolf Tech-Marines.] The Vox cuts out as the Tech-Priests begin to move towards Alpha 18.
[Marius current combat place is Chaos Landing site, he is leading a large force of Space Wolves against the Thousand Sons]
The Chaos Marines are cut down by the Tau's heavy fire power but their victory is short lived as a Chaos Defiler arrives mowing down enemy forces with its Auto-Cannon.
*Tech hops off her crate and begins to follow the other tech-priests toward Alpha-18, her robes whipping loosly around her and she grabs the Iho-stick and throws it down into the snow. Stamping out the Iho stick she continues to walk on, gliding like a spectre.*
Mikal thunders down the ramp of his thunderhawk with the rest of the Wolf guard and other Space Wolves that had joined them. He leads the wolves into a charge that runs into the flank of the Chaos forces while they concentrate fire on the Tau.
With howls of bloodlust, the sons of Russ enter battle once more, the long fangs laying down suppressive fire and the others advancing into melee range. A few of the Wolf Guard who advance with Mikal are clad in terminator armor, some with heavy support weapons, others with thunder hammers and lightning claws. Mikal, however, remains in his rune covered artificer armor and that gives him an incredible amount of speed and agility. He uses his superior maneuverability to dance around the heavily laden chaos marines and cuts into several of them with his axes snarling.
After thoroughly making a foothold in the chamber, Mikal spots the defiler headed into the tau lines and roars as he cuts down the tainted marines in the path between him and the machine.
"Leave the bastard to me!" Mikal howls over the vox as he comes in from the defiler's side unseen. With a running start, Mikal leaps onto the creature's legs and mauls its wiring with his axes, he eventually climbs onto its top, the machine spinning and trying to dislocate him. Mikal plunges his axes into the beast's sensory array, leaving it blind, he carves a hole into its top armor and shoves a melta bomb into and leaps off the stumbling machine waiting for the result of his work to destroy it.
The Defiler explodes in a furious blast that knocks down both Chaos and Loyalist alike as all that remains shattered and broken legs that flicker with green flames and smoke, its torso blasted into oblivion and its head impaled on a spike like rock. The Space Wolves and Tau gun down what remains of the non retreating Chaos forces while the others use Drop-Ships and the Grav-Lift to enter the ship. The Allies secure the Landing Zone and begin to secure the Grav Lift before using it to enter the cargo bay of the ship which is piled with crates full of Ammo and weapons and several inactive Predators battle tanks.
The Area has been blasted apart by Chaos AA from earlier assaults but is now calm, Space Wolf Iron Priests work tirelessly to repair heavy damage done to Predators and Rhinos which survived the Assault by Chaos Space Marines. Once they spot the Tech-Priests they greet them and explain the heavy damage from the Chaos attacks.
Tech reaches Alpha-18 to see a docking platform with several broken and damages Thunder hawks along with two Wrecked Rhinos and an immobilised Predetor tank. She quickly sets to work sliding through the light covering of snow to the nearest Thunder hawk gunship, her retinue of three servitors and seven skull probes drift in around her as she reaches the hull of the gunship.
The Tech-Priest works hard to fix damage to the Left wing off the Thunder-Hawk which has been caused by Acid, after replacing the armor panel and fixing the wiring she wields it together and begins fixing the broken glass of the hull which has taken several Bolter shots. She is forced to entirely replace several windows and the barrel of Predator tanks Auto-Cannon and Heavy Bolters, she soon finds time to rest as her work is completed.
{Icehammer's wings taking of over}
{Confirmed Icehammer, you have a green light, Time of Fire and Thunderstorm will asssist on this mission, wingmen "The eye of the Storm" and "Fenrisfury" will flank. Goodluck Icehammer, Fang over and out}
{Thankyou Fang taking direct flight Vector on singluraity path. Icehammer out}
{Roger wilco Icehammer this is "Eye of the Storm" With me is Thunderstorm and were on your 3, over}
{Roger that Eye of the Storm, over}
{Roger wilco Icehammer this is Fenrisfury on your nine, We have Time time of Fire with us, over}
{Roger Fenrisfury Icehammer out}
{out}
{out}
Marius' flight wing takes of, each has a powerful Rune priest abourd. Marius himself, Grisnar Flamefury, Callsign time of fire, and Yenric Yelloweye, callsign Thunderstorm. They would take a direct path over the frozen snows of Fenris and then jump over the chasm of Icescream to round the back of the Carriers and get stuck in where Marius would be able to draw fire away from the main battle.
Marius' plan was simple, once the Rune priests, himself included, were in position they would create a nice spectacle of death for all those trying to flee, and the Grey hunters already there would be holding the first of the enemy off while Marius arrived.
Soon the trio of Thunderhawks were in visual sight range of the Carrier and Marius opened up the vox channels.
{Mikal, Kais, This is Icehammer making my run now over}
{Roger Icehammer, beginning our atrtack now, goodluck, over}
{Roger that Mikal, lets bring the rain, over and out.}
{out}
Marius touched down just behind the main fireline and he and the other two Rune priests soon got stuck in, Soon word Spread amougnst the chaos warriors of the great dreadnought himself and many of the combatants flocked to the battle to try and bring down the wolf Lord. Marius grinned, his plan was working. Soon however there would be too many to deal with bolter alone, so he gave a vox signal to the other Rune Priests and together they began to call the storm.
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