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Lol indeed, this time ima have to stick with that vien throughout this rp however, and that is gonna be tough. Idk. Sometimes i feel like i can manage it sometimes i feel like im leaning to one side or other

Very good Marta, and there is even more good news. Due to Scotland's horrid weather Inhave a day off from school to begin writting up the first posts.

Epiiiiicccc

Indeed, and a old friend will come a calling Marta.

The ship shook again as its hull was battered by Anti-Air gun fire, the Iron Warriors had set up several massed areas of AA-Guns that would destroy any normal ship in seconds but the Space Wolves had been lucky that this had been no normal craft. Hemlock roared at the pilots praises of Russ and the Emperor as the ship began to enter the atmosphere and the AA-Guns increased their power, an explosion took a great part of the right engine away and started off a mass of chain explosions that left sections of the ship in ruins. Marius stumbled towards the Bridge with his brothers in tow, the ship wouldn't last long;

"Marius! This place is falling apart, we're going to have an emergency landing unless you can stop the traitor gun positions from firing or they run out of ammo!"

Another blast wracked the ship, another would allow Daemons to freely appear and invade the craft of they wished.;

"OK, time for a plan Marius, I don't want to die in a blasted metal coffin!"

Mikal and his Wolf Scouts had been moving through the maze of burning and broken corridors of the ship, avoiding the collapsing and falling derbies that were caused by the bombardment but almost grew gleeful at the sight of something better than deadly raid. Traitor Marines, Iron Warriors who had obviously boarded the craft during the Chaos. The first among their number spotted the Wolf Scouts and opened fire with his Bolter while his brothers did the same forcing the Scouts into cover before rapidly returning fire, the First of the Traitors moved forward only for a plasma pistol to remove his head and leaving his body in a broken pile on the floor of the ship.


X'tasir sat in the throne of his command ship, his pilots strange Haemonculi creations that slaved over twisted half flesh control panels and other devices for their master ,a holo capture began to project a image of a damaged Space Wolf ship. Dark Eldar and Chaos Marine Guards straightened as X'tasir left his throne and studied the burning craft while the servitors began to scan the craft and produce reports on its damage and design....

I take it we are all in the same ship? and how big is this ship? Cruiser? frigate? transport? smaller? bigger?

Tyranic Marta wrote:I take it we are all in the same ship? and how big is this ship? Cruiser? frigate? transport? smaller? bigger?

Well if its you and your entire company then it would be logical to conclude its a strike cruiser...

but I dunno...

A transport ship.

ok so were on the way down, kk

(BIC)
Marius slams a fist down onto a table cracking the stone surface with one meaty slam. The silence in the room is audible now.
"Get to the drop pods. Every astartes on this ship is going to hit the ground in a tight cluster, close to the aa guns, we can take them out and allow the rest of the shipsto make landing. We will spread out... On second thoughts let the scouts choose thier own destination but get them there now! The rest of you will try to keep this ship alive for as long as possi"

The leviathan is interrupted by a massive explosion rocking the bridge he sees a breach in the foredeck which is quickly sealed off by blast hull doors. Marius looks at the remainder of the thralls abord the vessel. He knows they wont last much longer, so with a final nod and a warding gesture he departs the brdge, Hemlock and his wolf guard following him to the drop pods. His landraider was left in the strike cruiser for later insertion. For the moment, they would have to make planet fall. The leviathan heard a reedy voice belowing over the transport's internal vox systems for everyone to get to the drop pods. Marius sees Hemlock and his guard get into the pod and is about to follow when a wrenching siren is lit above the pod and the doors slam shut and it is jettisoned out, leaving the wolf lord behind. He furiously taps his vox mike.
{What in the name of Russ happened?}
the reply was short and confused.
{I dont know commander. the ship's machine spirit just took hold of the pod and jettisoned it.}
{Are there any remaining?}
{A few but only in the scout quaters, you will have to make your way there.}
{Understood, Leviathan out}

Marius hefted his sword and strode quickly through the bowels of the ship towards the scout quaters, expecting to find it empty save for a few thralls. However heinstead heard sounds of bolter fire and the crackling burst of a plasma pistol. He moved faster shouldering debris aside and batting falling rubble asunder with his storm shield, which he activates wih a flick of his thumb. His blades engine roar's into life and his battle cry rings out.
"THE LEVITHAN COMES FOR YE'. DESPAIR TRAITOR!!"
And answering roar of sound from the scouts drives him harder round the corner and immediatly his shield takes a hail of bolter shells from the iron warriors. The shots detonate against the surface but he is unaffected ignoreing the shots of the traitors like a mastodon ignores rabbits. The iron warriors see the symbol on his shield as he approached and begin to retreat hastily hauling the bulkhead shut behind them as they went. Marius lets them go and turned to the scouts.
"Scouts report!"

We need WARORK to post before I can.

kk

X'tasir's lips curled into a small smile. The seawolf pierced by iron... just as in his vision. The sorcerer's gift for prophecy had yet to lead him astray, and he did not hesitate to issue his next command.

"Lay waste to the Iron Warriors, let none escape to tell of our arrival. You may take as many slaves as you like, as long as they do not contact their fellows. I want the Loyalist vessel untouched, you are to let it escape."

At the mention of slaves, the Druchii grinned wickedly, revealing their sharp, filed teeth. The assembled warriors of both races jumped to obey, each bellowing and laughing at the prospect of slaughter. Not a single man questioned the orders of their Prince, for they had long ago given up all hope of attempting to understand his seemingly insane tactics, for they were always victorious in the end. As the Harbinger Fleet approached, the vox crackled with gruff demands for identification that were met only with silence, then after a few moments, with withering lance fire. Screams of outrage ripped over the vox as the traitors lost vessel after vessel to the horrid tide of both man and xenos. Blooms of fire arose from the hulls of Iron Warrior ships as suicide ships slammed into their sides, their pilots screaming prayers to the Dark Gods. In the carnage of light and flame, X'tasir smiled. So, it had begun...

One of the handful of scouts in the corridor approached the Wolf Lord as the fire in the hallway continued in front of them.

"We were headed towards the drop pods when these boarders showed up." He said curtly.

"Where is your leader?" The Leviathan asked.

"We don't know sir, he took out their leader and then told us to stay here, then he disappeared."

Just as those words escaped the scout's mouth, a shadowy figure materialised behind the iron warrirors at the end of the corridor. It approached one from behind holding in its hand a long, slender, black blade. With a shove, the blade came out of the front of the Iron warrior's neck and dark blood poured down his breastplate. The space marine went limp and suddenly began firing madly into his comrades with his bolt as the figure forced its spasming arm in their general direction. The Iron warriors, now alerted to treachery, fired back gouging huge craters in their once comrade's armor and flesh as the figure used his body as cover. Multiple enemies fell and as the limp iron warrior's clip ran dry, the figure pulled the pin from the body's grenades and with another shove sent the pulpified cadaver across the room into the rest of his comrades where it exploded in smoke and fire.

The shadow strode forwards sheathing his black knife and threw back his cloak's hood so as to be recognized.

"The way is clear." Mikal simply stated, his eyes glimmering in the half light of the mostly destroyed corridor.

Marius chuckled with cold amusement, but had a hard edge to it.
"My Wolf guard have already made planet fall. The machine spirit of this vessel led me here. From that I suggest that we move as a group. I will accompany you to the surface. From there however I must rejoin my Guard. Hemlock will be troubled. Come warriors of Russ. Your tactics may differ somewhat from mine yet we share a common purpose, and forefather. we shall fight as one this day. To the drop pods."

He puts a mighty hand on Mikal's shoulder.
"Those kills were worthy of remembering scout. MAke sure you do not die. It would be a shame for those kills to be recounted by one other than yourself. Come we have work to do The bloody work of Russ."

With those words the Leviathan lumbered off after the scout squad, this time the machine spirit would not leave him here. It would not prevent him from reaching the surface. Marius was sure the machine spirit was trying to warn him of something. How it knew this he knew not But if a machine spirit tryed to tell you something. You damn well listened. He may make planet fall. But this time, he would be cautious. His finger tapped the vox mike.

{This is the Leviathan calling the main fleet. Have the thunderhawk's descend. Our brothers shall bring fire to this world. Tell the long fangs thier lascannons are wanted below."}

While the Space Wolves technology could not see the Clocked Iron Warrior Craft that hid in the shadows but the Dark Eldar saw through their shadows and their craft opened fire, dark beams of energy sliced deep into the enemy ship carving deep scars and gouges into the Traitor Legion ship, quickly saving the Space Wolves from a hellish bombardment by the ship while the Chaos fleet began to move into position around the world.

(OOC) Its only one ship Marius, the amount of troops you'd have would be massive. You've got around a hundred-hundred and twenty Marines and Scouts of different varieties, I'll allow two more ships maximum. The RP is more about characters.

[Sir we can't, our comm channels are.....hig.......b........unabl.....to work....properly work.....here.....must move away! AA-guns, opening fire.........heavy fire and on board damage......must move back]

Marius see's his comm channel has been broken and braces for impact as his Drop Pod crashes into the side of a cracked and broken mountain. The inhabitants of the pod quickly pour out into a fire fight between Space Wolves and Chaos marines.

Love it Durza, very imaginative.

The Noise Marines danced around the Brutish Iron Warriors into the fray with the brutal wolves, such quick and striking Raptors sung and laughed as the Space Wolves swung and attacked them to no avail. Argylle kicked away a fallen Blood Claw and fired his plasma pistol that collided with a Space Wolf just as the Noise Marines defined several Scouts with their Sonic Weaponry.

(Note all the wolves are in one place. the drop pods are all dropping them together.)
Actually a great company is exactly one hundred marines including scouts and vehicle pilots but not including ships crew and pilots. The cruiser is likely to have troop transports and thunderhawk gunships for vehicle dispatch, thunderbolt fighters and storm ravens should also be present. Only the cruiser is a real gameplay asset. The others are about moving things from palce to place and escorting. You will notice how I am avoiding all of that however by going down with Mikal and his scouts?

anyhoo.

(BIC)
Marius gets out from the drop pod with a vengeance in his mind. The anti air batteries should have been downed by the orbital bombardment. Not this debacle. No matter, he was here now. And nothing can prize a Leviathan from its trophy.

He move through the snow towards the chaos lines with a solid rolling gait that smashed through the badly frozen snow drifts and batted them aside. The space wolves howled in delight upon seeing their commander and redoubled thier efforts. The iron warriors were soon pushed back under the combined fire of the scouts, grey hunters and Marius himself. The battle was short lived and brutal, bolter shells and sniper shots cracking out across the distance, And underlying that the heavy pound of Marius' footfalls as the Leviathan moved forwards. The iron warriors tryed to bring heavy weapons forwards to hinder or kill the wolf lord but the snipers quickly took them down. Armour piercing rounds slamming through the helmets of gunners and loaders. The iron warriors unnacustomed to loss were unable t see its signs through thier corruption and drew chainsword and bolt pistol to charge Marius. His own blade was waiting for them as they came and hacked them down piecemeal. Each warrior who drew close was hewn down or had his skull crushed by the Krakens maw. The Leviathan's storm shield. In close combat Marius was unstoppable. A marine would charge forwards, a warcry on his lips but Serpent tooth would hamemr down and sever the marines blade, neck, and spine in one fell swoop. None of the marines could resist his power and many fell before striking back. Those few that could were thwarted by Marius' skill with a blade and his storm shield. And even when one traitor marine tryed to flank the wolf lord he was taken down by a dark slim blade that protruded from his throat.

Marius turned slightly for an instant to see Mikal joining the battle next to him darting in and out of the combat like a wraith. The marines to focussed on Marius to notice the nearly invisible warrior darting through thier midst. Between the two warriors the traitors were downed and Marius turned fully to Mikal.
"Your skills become you again Mikal."
Marius looks down from the mountain and notices the aa guns still hammering out shots. And a frce of infantry and tanks moving to attack the spce wolf advance guard. Marius' wolf guard and blood claw packs. Marius' own vehicles and long fangs could not make it to the surface without the aa batteries down but the Space wolves would be forced to retreat long before the batteries were snuffed. Additionaly now there were raptor infantry and heavy infantry moving on the space wolf positions. Anouther reason for marius to advance to that point. It was only a few hundred metres away. He could easily make the point before the main enemy force did.
"Mikal, take your scouts and deal what damage you can to the AA batteries. We need them taken out. I will take these grey hunters and head for the main force, if only to harden thier spines, the chaos warriors down there will eat my sword. I expect those batteries to go down scout. We need reinforcements."

(OOC) Sorry Marta it's fine with me then

The Iron Warriors Gun positions continued to batter the Space Wolf craft as they descended, Chaos Marine guards had set up heavy Bolter and Las-Cannon turrets while Cultists had dug trenches and hastily prepared a ill formed defense while the main troops began a full retreat....

LOL SPACE WOLVES > IRON WARRIORS

sorry bout tha..

anyhoo we should wait for warork to do his thing. the next stage of my plan depends almost entirely on wether he can take out those batteries.

(BIC)
Marius doesnt take long to reach his wolves. The wolves had been locked in close combat for a long time but had suffered no casualties. The Iron warriors may be efficient fortress builders but in combat they were as nothing compared to the might of the wolves. (Taking this from "Battle of the fang" Individual blood claws were able to wipe out entire squads of rubric marines of the thousand sons. and they are regarded as being faster in close combat than the average marine in the fluff) Marius however lifted thier spirits with hsi meer presence. He had never lost a battle. Let alone a war. And he was not about to start now. One grey hunter pack and 3 blood claw packs were present as well as the wolf guard. Hemlock was respective of the events aboard the troop transport. And his qualms were settled when Marius told him of his plans. Hemlock was one of the only space wolves that Marius respected as an equal. A mentor. Even the great wolf was as nought compared to the sheer power and tactical genius of The Leviathan. But Hemlock had taught Marius everything he knows. Or at least the foundation for it. Marius went to his wolf guard.

"I want three of you to go with the blood claws, one per pack. They need leadership down here. The Iron warriors are useless in close combat. Make sure that the Blood claws understand that if I find that they have fired thier bolt pistols then they wont be getting meat tonight."

"Matey, these boys know a thing 'bout close combat. Stabbed me right in the limb e' did! Don't be an arrogant lad Marius, these were once fine men but ave' fallen into dark temptation and wrong doing, and by the Emperor if I get knifed by one of these gakkers bury me in a shallow grave! Harhahahr"

Hemlock drew his Crozius Arcanum and steeped over a injured and dying Iron Warrior, the Chaos Servant looked up at the mighty Space Wolf for a second and sighed, Hemlock had only been a young Blood Claw during the Heresy and had fought these warriors during one of the battles of the Heresy and had respected them once but now it was different. He saw the weak and dying warrior reach for a broken combat blade but Hemlock raised his Crozius's and slammed it into his head before placing it in its sheath;

"Lets move after Mikal has cleared these positions, I have to inspect these foes, find the bodies and have them burnt. I'm not letting them rot out here for some mad doctor to use, we can't let a single scrap of Traitor Gene Seed remain."

Marius nods calmly to Hemlock
"They may knw a thing or two about combat. But we are the wolves of Fenris. This is not about pride or arrogance. THis is a statement of fact. We are better than them toe to toe and we will crush them beneath our bootheels. But you are right. I shall have this place cleansed after we are done here. IN the mena time we should be ready to counter attack the force that is on its way. Have the men spread out. ANd get the melta guns into cover. They have a couple of battletanks on the way and at the moment theres little we can do to them at range. We need to hit them close."

"Indeed, yet I fear one day that our skill may be twisted...I have seen vision Marius....something lurks within the chapter....and I dare not speak its name."

Hemlock stands for a moment, quite but ready and springs into action as an artillery blast slams into the ground sending shrapnel and rock flying, Space Wolves emerge from cover and begin firing on fog covered Chaos marines who return fire with Bolter and Flamer attacks.

Marius is nonplussed at the Wolf Priests diatribe, Hemlock did things at his own pace. Not something that Marius had ever worried about in the past and not somehting to worry about now, especially not now... '....something lurks within the chapter....and I dare not speak its name.' All the same those words spoke of a darkness Marius was unsure even he was ready for. Five thousand years of service to the Emperor and that was a darkness he wasnt ready for... It must be bad.

When the shell landed Marius had been right under it but it had meerly driven him to his knees. His armour and storm shield were sufficient to keep him out of harm. And when the chaos marines came through the breach in the rock formation the wolves had been sheltering behind Marius was there waiting for them. Blade raised with a gory grin on his face.
"THE LEVITHAN COMES FOR YE'!!!"

all around Marius the cry was echoed with a bone shaking wall of sound that could only be described as chilling he wolves howled and sprinted down the slope into combat with the Iron warriors, Marius amidst them. Hacing down traitor after traitor, a fury in his eyes.

Mikal looked down upon the batteries from a ridge above them. He studied them for long moments while the scouts around him became restless. Just as they were beginning to think Mikal would stand there forever, he spoke in his usual low and curt way.

"Second team take the defense emplacements by surprise and use their heavy weapons to engage those trenches. The rest come with me."

The scouts were nearly dumbfounded by the swiftness with which Mikal spoke, as if he detested the very act of speaking and wished nothing more than to get it over with as quickly as possible. Mikal was the first to rapel down the ridge followed by the scouts. He did not consider them his scouts. His scouts had been killed a long time ago and these were just men that he had been put in command of as replacements. It was not that he did not value them as warriors and comrades but if he were honest, they were not much else to him.

Mikal's team used all of their stealthy powers to flank the positions and close with the AA batteries. The other team neared the defensive positions, crawling on their bellies in the snow and between rocks until they were mere feet away from the heavy weapons and still unseen. Their team leader, Mikal had not remembered his name, sent two quick bursts of vox static to signal their readyness. Mikal's reply was curt as always.

"Do it."

In the next few seconds, the soldiers manning the defensive guns were overpowered and the scouts turned the heavy weapons around to engage the trenches. Mikal waited for the full response of the cultists to be placed on the defensive positions before moving towards the batteries. The progress was slow as they had to hide from retreating Iron warriors and othe chaos scum that were scrambling about the area. Mikal's team split up, each segment taking a different battery and working quickly to silently take out the battery crews and connect the melta bomb to one continuous line of det cord. With all of the explosives placed, the scouts retreated slowly and Mikal gave the word to blow the bombs. The man with the detenator hit the firing stud but nothing happened. Frustrated, he hit it a few more times to no avail.

"What now sir?" He asked Mikal. The man studied the batteries for a few moments in silence, and then without saying a word he drew his plasma pistol, aimed carefully, and put a well placed shot into the nearest explosive charge.

Marius saw the explosions from his position in the plains when the aa batteries went up. He grinned in appreciation of the pyrotechnics and heard a static bust of radio come through.
{Thunderhawks... descent.... fast..... prepare for reinforcements.}

The explosion is massive and as the Chaos Marines see this their moral shatters, fleeing and throwing smoke grenades to cover their tracks Chaos hounds soon begin to replace the foul warriors as they retreat while they dodge Space Wolf fire which is soon directed to the foul dog daemons that leap and claw at the Space Wolves. Mikal quickly moves on too assist his scouts as Chaos Hounds as released, Daemons soon begin to ambush the Space Wolves with Dark efficiency.

Marius sees the daemons coming in warp trails and has the bloodclaws pull back momentarily aand setting the grey hunters up in a simple fire line. Several of the daemons are cut down in the volley, and then charged by Marius and the blood claws, and the remaining members of the wolf guard. Hemlock yelling praise to the emperor as his weapon smashes into the daemons

Argylle realised that the Iron Warriors were cutting their losses in this particular combat. The siege experts were slowly drawing back, leaving the Argylle's warriors to fend for themselves. Which was exactly what he knew they would do. They were cold, untouched by either loyalty or sentimentality, and Argylle had planned as such.

Looking around, he identified the cornerstones of this section of the Wolves force, so far from their leaders. Here, a raging Blood Claw, an ancient Wolf in Terminator armour and a Rune Priest were lending charisma and support to their allies. With the cornerstones gone, they would crumble much easier. Argylle chuckled. The Iron Warriors thought he hadn't learned anything from them.

His blade scythed through the neck of the Blood Claw, and the blast of daemonic energy that the warrior's death fuelled struck the Rune Priest in the back, stunning him at the very least. The Terminator armour clad Space Wolf charged, lightning claws sparking through the air. Argylle caught them both on an angled blade, rolling inside the warrior's guard to elbow him in the face. Not life threatening, but damaging.
"We have you surrounded, you twisted creature!" howled the Space Wolf. Argylle sneered.
"Have you ever heard of an Iron Cage?" he asked.

The Space Wolf frowned just before the Noise Marines unleashed an impossibly coordinated barrage, Argylle's warriors dancing between shots as the Wolves dropped like flies around them. Not one of Argylle's men would be hit as long as they followed the dance of death the way he had told them to. It was his show, and any actor who deviated deserved to be cut from the script.

The Space Wolf howled, first in anger, then in pain as Argylle's blade entered his body through the stomach, emerging between his shoulder blades. The daemon sang in Argylle's mind as it drank the Wolf's essence.

[Prepare to move out. Our friends might need us elsewhere]

I'll let Marta respond to this one, he may want to get some revenge.