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Asmodeus imagining the slaughter to be had was greatly irked when the sorcerer interupted his thoughts. And in short response Asmodeus lifted his storm bolter and shot the Sorcerer in the knees. "You are, fool".

Ok and he throws the helmet back and then he jumps back

The two marines were talking about the final plans for the assualt a runne comes into the tent. "Sir our scouts have found a group of chaos warriors out aways from the camp. They havent been spotted but the chaos marines are going to attack soon", the runner said. "Damnit, alright get everyone battle ready, and prep the transports. Lets make them think we're mobilizing to attack. And call back all other scouts squad besides the one who found the filth. Tell them to keep watch and report any rituals. I dont want to have to fight demons, so also tell them to kill the summoners if they are present", Methies replied. The runner nodded and ran out to do what he was told. Jaral picked up his sheild and ejected his sword out of his arm holster so it was usable. Methies grabbed his sniper and loaded a psi round clip. Just in case he thought.

accepting any more chaotics? (CSMs)

also: how large a legion are we allowed?

You should go daemonic ineptus, the stage and all is set for a daemon prince to be summoned.

hmm...I am more a Night Lords player...i prefer chaos undivided...but I will give it some thought (which legion are you?)

Fallen Dark Angel leading an undivided force, though more of a khornate lean personally

I think I'l stay a night lord...(chaos undivided)

Well I think I led 3 ships here, so assuming you arent hunting me you could essentially follow me/make all the devious plans

Lord Tymanther.(Night Lord)

loadout: stormbolter, poweraxe, powerfist, chainsword.

Backround: he has been terrorizing imperial worlds since the horus heresy, and will stop at nothing to gain information to further his uknowen plans.

Command: Pall Of Night: battlebarge Death of hope: strike cruiser In Midnight Clad: strike cruiser (HALO anyone? ) 800 traitor astartes, 6 chaos landraiders, 8 chaos rhinos, 8 chaos predators, 2 chaos vindicators, 6 thunderhawks. 100 drop pods

(500 tac marines, 200 raptors,60 havoks,50 terminators, 10 chaos dreads, 9 seers, 9 dark mechanicus, 1 techmarine, one beta psyker.

waitwaitwait 3 ships?!? I think I will add another 150 traitors! (along with some serf infantry)

Ya, at the time I was the only bad guy active, so I needed to make it a challenge, btw I am amazed at the lack of heretics

for a heretical planet too...

Wardragoon wrote:Name: Chaos Lord Asmodeus
Faction Chaos Undivided, Former Dark Angel(though he personally worships Khorne he has an odd tolerance for the other gods)
Age 10112
Wargear: Relic Chainaxe, A looted stormbolter gauntlet from a Grey Knight, terminator armor
Bio: 10000 years ago during the Horus Heresy Asmodeus was one of the Company captains that was left on Caliban. And like Luther he felt that Lion El'Jonson had dealt him a dishonor leaving him on Caliban instead of taking him with on the Great Crusade. As Lion's fleet bombarded the planet Asmodeus led his company against the flagship of Lions fleet. Though many lives were lost Asmodeus managed to take the ship and instead of letting the other ships blow it out of the water, he entered the warp on course for the Eye of Terror. This action led to him escaping the destruction of Caliban and many of the early hunts for the fallen.

During the 1000 years that followed Asmodeus he made a name for himself as a great and fearsome warrior and warlord fighting Abaddon, though in the year M33 419 Abaddon managed to capture and torture Asmodeus into submission. However during the 13th Black Crusade Abaddon trusted Asmodeus with the Reserve fleet, but instead of helping Abaddon control the space around Cadia, Asmodeus instead took the fleet and entered the warp to pillage Imperial Space.



Forces arguably at his command:
1000 Chaos Space Marines
4 millions Cultists
1 Capital ship and 4 Heavy Cruisers


before you all cry OP, I think I will be the only active Bad Guy, my Character is a khornate so won't be using the smartest tactics (Soften them up with orbital Bombardment? BAH BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD) and besides, I am chaos, I will lose by default

I guess I was wrong on the navy part

Tymanther watched the blue-green sphere below him swell I size. As the raptors, tactical marines and havoks entered the drop-pods the terminator lord keyed his teleporter

“where is the keystone?” snarled Tymanther as he slowly crushed the scout’s throat. The scout an a group of death korpsmen had been found in an old bunker. “I wont ask you again. Where. Is. The. Keystone?” “g-g-go feth yourself.” Was the reply. Sighing under his helmet he ordered the Korpsmen to be dismembered and left to die, before ordering the apothecary to extract information from the scout marine. Several hours later, the scout was screaming at the top of his three lungs. The apothecary had used an electroscalpel to remove the man’s eyelids and had nailed him to an eight-pointed star.

(Death korps donnot scream or anything they just follow orders and die silent as the grave XD

( there ar multiple instances of kropsmen screaming. especially when you are being tortured) but this is an SM scout

(Oh ok and death korps oh when are these instances? And they are screaming when in shellshock i recall (an traumatizing action in warfare.)

ussualy when limbs are being blown off. but they do not make much vocal noises when they havent been dismembered

anyways back to the SM scout being dissected...

The sorcerer rose with infernal energies as the ritual went on. Looking outward from the ritual Asmodeus caught a flash from light reflecting in the moonlight from a scope. Looking towards one of his hidden Possessed Asmodeus commanded him to sneak up on the sniper. However as the possessed moved forward a round slammed into the sacrifices skull. Screaming minlessly Asmodeus activated his teleporter and landed upon the scouts ribs killing him instantaneously. Turning he saw at the ritual site one of the possessed was running through the circle, however in doing so he smashed two of the sorcerers into the ring.

Realising the ritual was broken Asmodeus howled, however just as the end of the howl broke his lips a flash came from inside the circle, and what arose was a sight few had seen even in his forces, the rising of a Bloodthirster.

Asmodeus pales in fear, a trait he despises but still finds useful, he should probably leave... now

YOU WILL ALL BLEED!!!!!

(Noccy) The fire quickly consumes the last of the wreckage but is put out soon after.

(Ineptus) Excellent, anouther choas member. This will be good.

The Keystone, everything revolved around it.... The keystone...

Tymanther dismounted from his command dias and headed down to the lower decks to better immerse himself in the ebb and flow of the chaos energies in the ship. Soon his mind was floating on Empyreal winds and his thoughts were sharp and clear. First the planet would have to be assaulted, the other chaos would make for exccellent allies.... provided that the more extremest elements could be... tamed... yes that was an excellent word for those dogs of Khorne.

Farvus thunderstorm fell to the ground bleeding out his nose. Methies was startled but he then went to the aid of the ancient librarian. The terminator got back up. "Methies a great rift in the warp has appeared. It's massive", Farvus said. "Emporers thone. Alright get the daemon hunters up and running. Jaral I take it the scouts are dead", Methies said to Jaral. "I havent gotten another report from them so yes", Jaral replied. "Alright get everyone in defensive positions. I dont care about the trap anymore. So get the chapter ready for a hard hit. I'm expecting a Bloodthirster considering the size of the rift. And the beserkers also help bolster that fact. Now have the Devestators of the reserves switch to the stole psi-cannons. I want whatever it is dead."

The Vindicare crept out of the shadows. His suit blending perfectly with the night. He was no more than a handful of metres form the massive terminator. His exitus pistol comes up, slowly and calmly. Waiting for the order to come through his earpiece. But it never does, he stands there waiting paitiently as the Terminator rages at the possessed and then realises that the bloodthirster was coming this way. Totally calm. The assassin had been all his life. There was a difference between pleasure and exitement.

His breathing steady he waited, slowing his metabolic rate down to a fraction of its norm. But when the Terminator lord finally turns to him, hes gone. not even a shudder of dust in the pale moonlight to provide a source of evidence of his prescence.

He moves silently and quickly through the shadows, his pistol dissapearing into its holster and instead his rifle comes of his back and into his powerful dextrous hands. He scales the ruins of an old munitorium and crouches down in the shadows. using the scope of his powerful rifle to search through the night. Soon he finds his quarry, the bloodthirster. Even the hulking Daemon now setting about butchering the chaos sorcerors was enough to make his pulse quicken. And in this state of complete calm the assassin chambers a round...

(Asmodeus) You know someone was there, yo could feel it. The warp was screaming at you to find him. But something grabs your attention, the Bloodthirster. The hulking daemons axe quickly dismembers your prized sorcerors, and you wince. There were few enough of those in Khornes ranks without loosing them to one of his minions. But something was wrong. Abruptly the Daemon stops, its massive nostrils flareing and its head turns, not to you but to a tall spire in the distance. You grin ferally at the smell of the blood coming from it. And then you realise with a start tha tthere is a massive wound in its shoulder, its whip hangs limp in its brawny arms.

The Daemon prepares to flap its massive wings but at that point a second wound appears, but much more dramatically. The daemons left wing joint near its shoulder explodes in a shower of gore and the wing snaps messily of and lands crippled on the ground. The daemon quite understandably roars in pain and frustration. A third wound appears in the Daemons left knee and it sinks to the ground. A final shot spears through its eye and the massive beast collapses to the ground.You are understandably a bit miffed. your sorcerors and possessed dead, killed by the minion, YOU ordered summoned, and then that self same minion killed by Khorne knows what.

(GM) The assassin grins to himself, to easy. He looksdown at the Terminator and his finger twitches over the trigger. Pointless really. He hadnt been ordered to kill the beast of an astartes yet so he wouldnt. He turns and scales down the walls of the Munitorium and dissapears into the night.

(Y500) The Devastotors arm up with the half dozen Psycannons available to the army and you are forced to move out

"Devestators move to the constructed terraces, I need you to hit the daemons when they move into the hill area leading into our gulch. Assualt marines to the", Methies doesnt get to finish as a huge roar of pain is heard. He smiles. The daemon was dead somehow. It didnt matter to him now, but the chaos marines dead. 'Alright assualt marines top the shadows of the lip of the cliff on either side of the hill", Methies commands. 4 squads of assualt marines move to both sides of the hill. Meredith walks up behind Methies and pats him on the shoulder. Her eyes are red. She`s been crying. He nods at her chainaxe that she still had. "Dont lose that. You`ll need that. Oh and if you can I want you to take out the leaders knees then the teleporter homer. They`re chaos so they are probably using power armor to teleport instead of terminator armor", Methies says to her. She grins a feral grin at the thought of capturing the leader of the small strike force the enemy was sending.

Oh and nice halo reference ineptus

"Dont count on it, theres reports of a Tactical dreadnout armoured Chaos warrior moving around the place."

The devastators quickly move into place and the tactical squads get into position. As do the rest of your forces which then wait for your signal.

Methies watched the hill leading into the gulch. Waiting for the enemy.

They never come, the only betrayal of there ever bign chaos there is the overwhelming stench of blood.