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And before anyone objects, I've already talked to reaper
*sigh* We all knew this day was coming, so here goes.

(IC... again)

The battle over the titan was still fierce, lascannon beams piercing upwards towards the mighty god machine but even those warriors truly caught up in the battle diddnt fail to notice the titanic storm clouds gathering over the plains, in the midst of them a single black spot could be seen, roiling and billowing it grew in size and then a bright line of fire streaked stright down from it and on the plains there was a massive echoing boom. A lucius pattern dropod had fallen from the warp portal. Its sides unadorned with color, grey and sigilless the doors slammed open and in the darkness several lights winked on and the crackle of lightning along a massive blade. IN the darkness, a heavy metallic voice boomed out, no sense of timber or metre, just heavy booming words that fell across the plains like thunderclaps.
"I come in the Emperor. To atone for my sins. For the Allfather, for Russ, For Fenris.

The titanic dradnought stepped from the Droppod and in its stylised hand was a titanic blade over 5 metres long and crackling with power, mag locked to its back was a long barreled weapon that even now was still red in the barrel from its last engagement. The Dreadnought's smooth rounded plate armour was grey and unadorned with patterns or sigil's, this dreadnought was on a crusade. A crusade of redemption.

The Dreadnought saw corruption in these lands, bleak mountains that scrapped the sky created tares into the warp while the beams of the Titan fired into the air. The Dreadnought remembered his last encounter, his mind still scarred by the foul images and thoughts, he tried to forget as he pushed on but remembered the dark words of an old friend;

...."Hello Mr Marius, it has been awhile hasn’t it. I’m sorry for the…interruptions but this was the only time I could contact you without my Sister blocking my communications. My ‘employers’ as you might call them have ordered me to Tamper with your life and deal with several problems that bother them and I must say you have played the part perfectly Marius.”
Syrath coughs but he looks up again and smirks

“My Employers did not see my ‘care-taking’ off the Titan........ useful and I was forced to pluck you from this icy planet along with the others and force you to free me from my older applications and It was successful however my Employers looked down on the bonding of my Sister and you and now see that I do not seek my debts from you after all had taken......and I must continue to tamper and so I will. Goodbye Marius, I will see you shortly but now this is where I get off.”.....

The Dreadnought sighed, but returned to his work....

But remembered some dark words, some every dark words

"...I'll be seeing you shortly.....old friend......"

(OOC) I had to scroll through the Fernis topic to find this

Nice, not sure how I feel about working alongside that ___ again but anyhoo

(BIC)
The heavy mettalic sigh rattled through the dreadnought's body even as he saw the forces of chaos moving towards him. A couple of raptor squads led on the ground by a terminator clad warrior and his retinue.

His first victims

Marius Ichorskin... The traitor of Fenris. The scion of suffering. These title were his not through choice but through the inept manipulation of others. Adn here he was, atoneing fr sins committed in his name, by an entity not of his will. By a creature so vast and ancient that it could manipulate him without pause. Marius sighed again. The years were torture on his remaining bones. He flexed his hand, remembering faintly the feel of Heimdall in his grip, and Jourmander. Flashes of memry pooled into his mind, and he sifted through them. Heedless of the Chaos forces approaching him. He looked at one particular memory, one that would stay with him for eternity.

Mikal approached Marius on the rampway of the Thunderhawk load point "Even in that shell, your ears are still as keen as ever, Marius."

The Blood Claws strap themselves in and wait for lift off. As the engines power up Mikal raises his voice to be heard in the cabin.

"Today we go to battle in the name of Russ and the Allfather! Do not fear, for no wolf, be he an initiate or a mighty Wolf lord could ask for a more glorious death! Know that we do not go into battle alone today, yet again we have the might of the honored Marius to be with us!"

There was some cheering in the cabin which eventually gave way to chanting. All of the Blood Claws began to sing the sagas of Marius and his many brave actions before his interment.

Marius unwittingly clenches his hand in memory of the way his Assault cannon barrels would twitch in such a situation, he felt a massive upsurge of emotion n his mind and he clenched his robotic hand around his blade. These beasts would pay.

Marius begins to stride forwards, the heavy impacts of his titanic feet on the ground drown the sound of him exchanging his balde for his autocannon and sighting along the barrels at the lead Terminator. He looked carefully zooming in on the warrior who was clearly a champion of some kind. This would be better finished in close combat. He drew his sword one more and strode forwards to meet the Traitor Marines.

(OOC) Grand post Marta, can we make this a thing for all posts

"CHARGE!"

Khorne Bezerkers are cut down as they suicidally run towards the Dreadnought, who in return crushes and guns them down while remembering his past life....

"I am the Saint of Chaos, and you shall falter!"

The great daemon looked down at the proud trio, each ready to lay their life down in the name of Fenris, the Emperor and the Allfather, bearing their blades they charged.....

not all of them, just on occasion, when Marius needs an emotion boost.

(BIC)
The raptors were annoying. The would leap onto Marius's back and try to tip him over. It was only when Marius grabbed one by his backpack and threw him so hard that even his backpack couldnt right his course they fled. The fated raptor who he threw ended up plowing into a terminator and the pair exploded in a firey blaze. Interestingly the terminator and his retinue also began to retreat. Marius looked up at the titan and remembered anouther time...

"By Russ what was that"
Marius and his Wolf Guard had just experienced someform of Daemonic Firestorm , he pulled his two Frost Axes from the chest of the Chaos Champion who they had recently felled. The rest of the members then point to a massive Mechnical Construct stalking the lower areas of the land. Marius turns back to his squad mates, a grin spreads across his lips, "How many of them do you think are in that thing?"
Grimbrol his close friend yells a bet, and soon the whole squad is making bawdy remarks and ever increasing bets, Marius laughs,
"Lets get em all!!"

He and his squad pound forwards towards the massive machine.
The Titan unleashes a massive blast of energy as it targets Eldar Fighters and Aircraft , while the Space Wolves sprint their to find a way in to it. Marius and the unit are completely undetected as the Titan takes on the Eldar. The Space Wolves with no other option decide to climb up the Titans leg , after 15 minutes of swearing , bets and other drunken remarkes the Space Wolves make it to an acsess shaft.

MArius chuckles with a series of soft but still booming retorts,
"I would Like to see me climb up that thing's leg now!

"Oh hello! I think I've meet you before!"

A small figure carrying half of a Farseers staff and wearing torn robes and broken, crooked armour approaches the massive figure in a limping fashion and bows;

"Though I've forgotten who I myself am but I do remember you, and something about wolves and daemons but that is all."



The figures voice is so familiar, so very dark but sweet and Marius's mind remembered such a voice;

"That Daemon, has relations with me....close ones Marius....."

"Quite foolish Assassin...."

"I will conduct psychic blasts Marius"

The Farseer.

must, not, beat, into, pulp

(BIC)

Marius struggles with himself, not visibly, but the compulsion to destroy this little ferret of a creature is almost to hard for the dreadnought to resist. In all of Marius's thousnads of years he has never found a creature so repulsive to his mind as this. But no, the farseer was different now, stripped of power and wisdom, just a creature, nothing more. Marius raised a single steady hand and lifted the chin of the farseer with one finger. Looking into the creature's eyes he sees no malice there. And a quick subdermal scn shows no weapons. So for the time being he will toletare the Farseer's presence. But memories... No The farseer will have to start over.

"You... are not someone I know. The person I know who had your form died months ago. But you have the chance to redeem that person's sins. Accompany me. What is your name?"

"Syess, some said the name was cursed but I'm assuming they did not like me much and I'd happily accompany you and redeem the sins of a former inttelegance tell me of this former being?"

Marius walked past the Small figure and headed towards the Titan withslow measred steps. But beckoned behind him for Syess to follow.
"I will... not... It is not... Something you will... wish to know"

"Well if that is something you wish, though I've heard the phrase knowledge is power guard it well, so it does apply to this situation though I'm curious for what I've done wrong."

The Farseer follows Marius as he moves towards the awakening Titan....

Marius runs that particular phrase through his head. His memory banks vaugely recall a chapter who's word was in this vien. But no matter. This wretch of an Eldar would make a fine companion for the time being. Marius looks up at the titan again. Such a massive being. And marius has little that can damage it. Not with any real worth anyway. He could always chop off a leg he mused.

His optics snapped to the left and auto zoomed onto the strangest sight he had ever seen, green tendrils of energy were arching out from a shrine some 300 metres away. And from inside it the sounds of vox transmissions were creating static across his personal channel.

The dreadnought, looked up at the Titan again and realised that it wasn't going anywhere. He may as well investigate this new... anomaly.

The Chaos Sorcerer Kenorth looked over his armies as they began to repair the Titan and smiled, he would soon ravage this almost barren rock and cause enough grief to arise to Daemon Hood. He holstered his Force Sword and began to watch as the Technomancers began their work on the Titans main weapon systems.....


Marius and Syess had made more progress towards the Titan, despite the unnatural snow storms and shadowy daemonic shapes that stalked them Marius was determined to resolve his sins but something else lurked here, something he knew was dead and dust but it was their scratching at the back of his mind....

"Is something wrong? It seems you are quite silent for a Space Wolf, I've heard legends that they enjoy a great tale or two, and I know a dark one indeed....."

Marius turns to Syess and gestures with one mighty finger
"Go on"

"My craftworld is said to have been destroyed by a single Daemonic being, it appeared from nowhere clad in armour of steel and diamond scales slaughtering many and almost invulnerable to every weapon used against. It toppled buildings, crushed entire groups of Aspect Warriors and shattered the minds of Seers in seconds while reducing any armoured vessel deployed to ash with long trails of pink and blue fire. Soon it left with a dark cackle claiming it had left a gift within the minds of one of the broken worlds seers. The tale ended their, our last Seers had no idea what happened next or which of the seers the being had corrupted....."

Marius was unsure how to take the tale of the small Eldar,and they were approaching the battle...

Chaos space marines had spotted the pair, aiming their Melta guns and Bolters they opened fire while slowly backing away. The titans defensive turrets soon began to swing towards Marius and Syess's positions...

Marius saw the Turrents coming and clenched his fist in annoyance. There was nothing he could do to the weapons perched so high up on the god machine. Not with the Chaos marines around. he let out a massive rattling sigh
"Syess, can you fight?"

"Yes, some basic hand to hand combat, though if we're going to try and attack the Titan we best find another way to do so as we'd be reduced to ash in seconds."

Marius looks at Syess in mild amusement
Well at the moment I can't see any other way it you have any ideas please speak up.

"We run, very,very fast away from the large cannons and don't get reduced to ash!"

Marius shrugs his massive shoulders,
"This chassis cannot run, not fast at any rate. Next suggestion."

By now Marius has stopped and is calmly looking down at Syess

We best wait till Shas comes back, or Durza returns.

[OC Apologies, I'm totally lacking inspiration to do stuff lately. My grey marines will attest to it. Sad face.]

BIC: The death scream echoed through Argylle's comm link for what seemed like hours, accompanied by what he was sure sounded like a voice to the hearer. On his end, however, it squealed like a corrupt binary transmission.
[What now, my lord?] a Raptor sent him.
[Dead allies do not follow battle plans. There is no point in weakening our force in a plan which has already failed. We shall return to our lines, and hope that the Tau were foolish enough not to notice our absence.]

The Raptors were unnoticed by the Tau who were busy worshiping their new god, the sky fiends quickly flew across the clearing skies as the black clouds disintegrated and faded while Daemonic fiends cackled gleefully as they descended to join the Emperors Children in flight.....

[Rejoice, a blessing from Slaanesh!] Argylle shouted down the comm link.

The screams of the Raptors were just too quiet to alert the Tau beneath them. Familiar with the nature of daemons, Argylle knew that they wouldn't hold together long enough for the meat grinder that seemed to be approaching. He nodded at the one which seemed to be in charge, and the daemonic host glided silently down towards their xenos prey, screeching their presence only when it was much, much too late.

The Tau Fire Warriors were sliced and torn apart by the Daemons, while the Tau struggle to form a defence. Seeing no other option Tau Battle Suits set fire too both their own and foe at the same time but soon a strange serpent figure appears, covered in living Shadows the C'tan fires bolts of super nova energy at the Raptors. Argyle quickly dodges a energy blast that incinerates several of his men.

Rage. Pure. Undiluted. How dare these lowly Tau try to kill him? Caught in the glory of such extreme emotion, Argylle barely realised what it was he was dealing with in time. C'tan!, screeched the daemon blade in his mind. Already caught in a dive-bombing manoeuvre, Argylle dodged left, right, up, down to avoid the blasts, revelling in the screeches of his own men as they were immolated by the energy beams. Barely a meter above the ground, he straightened his flight. The Raptors scattered in a confounding pattern designed to distract while their lord flew directly at the snake at knee-height.

Whipping out his sword inches away from the beast, it left a streak of multicoloured light as it cut, no- grazed- the thing's skin. The C'tan barely flinched, firing another beam, followed by another scream. Flapping, Argylle scored another hit on the thing, this time leaving a barely noticeable scratch on its side as he flew straight up. The daemon shuddered as their spirits came in contact, each anathema to the other. The C'tan looked at the Chaos Lord in shock, and Argylle suddenly remembered he was mortal.

A metallic bang echoed as a foolish Raptor attempted to duplicate the feat with a normal blade. Argylle didn't even look back as the Marine was incinerated, flying as far away from the beast as he could. What was left of the daemons converged on the C'tan, buying him another few seconds to escape alive.

They regrouped far from the battle site. Five Raptors plus him. Well... six is the holy number... Argylle thought. The Tau had suddenly become a force to fear in this battle...

[Lord to base, beware the Tau. They could be a far greater threat than we realised. I shall return soon, but blast them first until I do. No time for fun anymore.]
[We hear and obey, Lord.]

Argylle cursed to himself. A C'tan! He had encountered two before. Both had been... pleasurable... battles, but neither had been as strong as this one. Danger, for the first time in millennia, was foremost on Argylle's mind. This was a foe best left to his enemies.

Syess and Marius duck into cover as the beams of energy from the Titan scorch the Earth, the two soon are forced to move back from its massive fire power as orange beams carve gorges into the ground. They eventually have made it away from the deadly beams.....


The Raptors instantly dodge a series of blue beams and watch in horror as strange shadowy things begin to tear into reality. Flayed Ones tear into reality and latch onto the Raptors swiping at them with their long blades and talons, the Raptors are forced to stop in mid flight and fight off the fiends....

See the Necrons ARE here >.<

anyhoo (BIC)

Marius slams a fist into the ground in anger. The greatest Dreadnought in the Space Wolves armoury since Bjorn himself and he was impotent. It was galling to say the very least and Marius ached to redeem himself yet here he was cowering like a shrew in a bolt hole. He looked at the overhang that was protecting them from the blasts. It wouldnt hold, not for long. Nothing could hold against that monstrosity.

Astartes do not feel fear. And even if they could, there is a reason it is called a Dreadnought. So even when Marius realised that the cowards inside that titan would probably destory him utterly on this field of battle, he felt no fear. No the lone wolf dreadnought only felt a strange grim acceptance. And bitter disbelief. These two emotions warred in his mind like fighting mastodons, both trying to gain the upper hand to either send him into a spiral of hatred or a charge of glory. For the moment however, Marius locked the emotions deep within his own mind and concentrated on their situation. He had no support, no backup, the Titan was wearing away at his defensive position. His only hope was the Inquisition.

{This is Marius Ichorskin, Lone Wolf Dreadnought of the Space Wolves chapter. I am Pinned down under heavy bombardment from that accursed Titan. Please Respond.}

) This is Inquisitor Henrich......current officer of Imperial rememenents here.....you were declared.....Traitor over 13 years ago Marius.....and are scentenced to execution after assisting the Daemom Syrath the Immortal.....we will hold a trial for your crimes:

The two are teleported before a group of heavily armed Storm troopers....

(OOC) Flayed Ones are banished Necrons, they are infected with a virus and are the only Necrons serving the SS.