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Argylle watched as the Iron Warriors opened fire. He wondered for a brief moment if they would have opened fire if his force had still been there before laughing at the stupidity of the question.

[Open a comm link to their commander. They're fighting for something, and I'd prefer to have them not trying to kill us if we help them.]

"Sir we've established a comm channel with the Iron Warriors, their commander claims they've found a buried Titan and are willing to pay handsomely for assistance against the wolves. He's willing to talk if you wish."

"Marius, we've got a slight problem Lad. The Chaos armies are blocking our comm--channels, If our Iron Priest is correct they have established a massive blocker behind their lines but it's protected by fields of mines and turrets."

"Then we will destroy it the same way we will destroy the artillery. Come get the thunderhawks ready. Small arms fire is their only defense against us now and none of them will be able to manually track a thunderhawk. We will insert behind thier lines while the long fangs, set about breaching a line in whatever defenses they have. The remaining blood claw pack can go with them and the grey hunters, but the other two blood claw packs, the scouts and my retinue will hit them where it hurts. Come brothers, THe Leviathan calls you!!"

"..Ssslaughter......."

The Chaos Sorcerer watches as the Chaos Marines begin to open fire on the Thunderhawks, Whirlwinds and Razor Backs sit in small gouges and cracks within the mountain side as they begin to unleash a hail of powerful hell fire. Chaos Havoc Teams begin to unleash a full round of motor fire on the Space Wolves who are forced to fly through the Hell storm, Marius watches as a Thunder Hawk's right wing explodes as a storm of doom bolts shatter it and send it slamming into the ground and shattering leaving few survivors, Hemlock stands firm as the ship comes under further fire as the Chaos forces intensify their barrage.

The marines get out from the wreckage unscathed all of the wolf guard surviving, the other three thunderhawk's make it through the firestorm and lay about with missles and other ordinance into the defenders allowing their cargo to hit the deck. And get stuck in. The wolf guard wheel about and with a hearty roar charge straight at the havoks, ignroing the pitiful blasts of mines and razor wire is batted aside by the heavily armoured troops.

Marius watches in horror as one of his Wolf Guard is reduced to a spawn, his armour bursting open as tendrils and talons crack open and his helm bursts into a fanged maw as his screams turn into foul howls and screeches, the beast runs forward as the Space Wolves are battered by magik and inferno bolts from hidden cracks in the surrounding mountains push the Space Wolves into a tight circle. Mortar positions begin to rain fire on the wolves which forces them back further while the main Chaos force begins to move further away, the Chaos Sorcerer looks down and turns away....

"....Rrreturnnn to the ssshadowws...."

Marius spots the chaos sorceror and makes a beeline for him. As his wolves descend upon the point thier collective talismans and runes prevent any furthur psyckic attacks from being used. Marius with fury on his eyes assaults the sorceror slamming his blade into the Sorc's midriff

The Sorcerer dodges and parries with his Force Axe, he grabs his Bolter and fires at Marius shattering the cremite around his stomach throwing the Wolf Lord to the ground. Sneering the Chaos Sorcerer throws down a Melta Charge and dissipates into a swarm of bats and serpents that vanishes into the air.

Seeing the spawning of one of the wolf guard from just a few yards, Mikal showed no emotion but the scouts were horrified or dumbfounded. As they stood not knowing what to do, Mikal drew his plasma pistol and put the mutated warrior down before he could do any harm to his brothers with a searing bolt to his slavering maw. Mikal then moved off, his cloak flowing like a shadow behind him and the scouts followed.

"Where are we going?" One of the scouts asked.

"This bombardment isn't going to let up unless we do something." Mikal growled as if that explained everything. Mikal and the scouts moved to a ridge overlooking the mortars as the Wolf Lord fought the sorceror, he could see the defenses layed out and knew that a direct assault was suicide. They needed a way to strike from their current position. Mikal and the scouts searched the bodies of a few havoc marines and found a few missile launchers amongst the bodies, with not other option, the scouts loaded the launchers with rounds and waited for Mikal's command to fire.

"Are you sure about using chaos weapons sir?" One scout asked hesitatntly.

"Do we have a choice?" Mikal asked rhetorically. "Engage all targets"

The launchers roared and rained death upond the enemy.

The Missiles did not fire like those of the Space Wolves, each required a longer time to re-load but seemed to be light and less stressful to use and every time they fired a daemonic howl was let loose. Chaos Cultists were reduced to broken bodies and burnt flesh as the Scouts destroyed positions and smashed away Chaos barricades, but something was not right. A foul invisible thing stalked in the shadows and even Mikal was unnerved as a Scout was lifted into the air and torn in two by something sinister, blood spattered across the ground but some held in mid air as it hit the cloaked creature which snarled and slashed at the throat of another scout before dispersing again.

Mikal's combat blade was out in a flash but with no target he couldn't pounce. After the apparition seemed to fade and leave, Mikal growled in frustration, flashes of memory from his famous hunt of the mandrake ran through his head. The memories boiled his blood like nothing else. His face was set in rage, the scouts, originally scared by the apparition, were now offset by Mikal's show of emotion; something he'd never done in front of them before.

"Report to Marius, tell him I'm tracking something important." Mikal ordered. The scouts initially didn't move, unsure of what to do, that was until Mikal rounded on them.

"Now!" He barked and set them all off down the ridge.

Mikal turned back to where the shimmering creature had disappeared, he pulled his shadow cloak around him and melted icily into the shadows and rocks, following the thing's scent. He felt electricity in his veins; a feeling he had not had the Rysovo campaign...

Mikal and his scouts moved forward, a trail of dark red blood their path towards the shadow fiend. The sound of broken bones being tossed aside welcomed the Wolves into a small hovel that housed the beast, a shadowy fiend with long sword like claws, the beast broke its gaze over the corpse of the Scout and snarled at the living beings that it had left to cower in fear but events had proven different. Dropping the broken corpse, the beast roared and became further cloaked as it quickly moved away....

Marius cant even fight a sorceror for a few seconds and a bolter takes him down??? idk even in the first RO we were able to fight for a while, thats what made it good, even if i still lost we could at least try... Sorry, woke up grumoy and that'll be my b**** and moan for the day

(Bic) Marius thoughtlessly deactivates the melta charge and tosses it towards the artillery, ignoreing to cracked armour on his gut. He rises back to his feet, blade and shield still in hand and stalks towards the cultists his blade churning with its own roor slamming the visous chain in a hefty arc that growls so loudly that the veneer of ice atop the snow cracks. His body simply shunts the snow aside and his shield is highly visible with its kraken image. Upon seeing this apparition the cultists turn and flee squad upon squad just drop thier weapons and run. Terrified of the warrior that is the leviathan. His wolf guard surround him.
"Let me look at your armour Marius, I may be able to do something for it."
"It is but a scratch wolf priest, that sorceror is a coward a fool and full of luck. His bolter shouldnt have even dented this armour, and the cultists around here are nly using lasguns. I have nothing to fear."

OOC: It was Inferno Bolts, which are AP3 but anyways all Sorcerers are sneaky

The Space Wolves begin to clear away the rubble and dirt that surrounds them, shattered Chaos marines are burnt and destroyed while the wolves cherr and roar as they shatter the technologies of the Iron Warriors while Wolf Scouts seek out any remaning cultists. Hemlock hurries towards Marius, while two Wolf Guard drag the limp body of an Eldar behind them;

"Marius, we found this Eldar chained up in a small cave, we killed the interrogators and dragged her back here. What should we do with her?"

ahhhh. true but Marius doesnt know that. and besides i would have a 2+ save with Marius' runic armour... so the bolts still wouldnt have done anything
(bic)
(And so it begins)
"Release her. et me speak with her. Her powers... should she have them, are muted with so many runes and talismans around. Tell me Eldar, what is your name?"

"I.....I am Farseer Syess....last Farseer of Craftworld Cyrse.....I was captured.....he....he.....did this...the beast of the 13th hour.....he's here....he's coming for all of us.....help me.....by the gods help me....."

Marius takes the farseer by her arm and has her stand, he glances objectivley at her for a few moments, noting the lack of injuries bar a few brusies and the odd scratch. He turned her around and prodded hr towards one of the thunderhawks. "We have much to talk about farseer. You are safe with the Sons of Russ. Provided you are truthful and forthcoming with the information you posess."

Marius looks back to Hemlock.
"I will need your counsel old friend, and have the wolf guard fall in and return with us. WE shall both need help with this Eldar. The other packs should make thier way back to the command post. We are heading to alpha site"

"Alpha site? I thought that was in anouther system."

"No old friend, it is here on this planet. In the middle of the eye of terror. There is someone there I want you to meet."

"Thank you Wolf, I know he is watching he will stalk us. The beast follows, he killed of am entire craft world in a night of sorrow."

Hemlock looks wary, he is disturbed and worried;

"He walked through the domes of our world and slayed the Guardiens with his blades and burnt the Aspect Shrines to the ground with his sorcerery, he betrayed us.....he's after me and is following me...us...he's coming....."

The Thunderhawk takes off, with others in tow...

Marta, I need to know what these things are, can you PM me about it?

Mikal tries to cut off the creature's escape but is unable to as the thing slips away at the last second. Mikal growls in frustration but stiles it and examines the remains of the cavern wondering if he might find any clues as to the identity of the invisible creature.

OOC: If I'm guessing right then you wanted me to find something Blood?

Marius looks at the farseer with a strange look before striding onto the thunderhawk. The chaos warriors had been wiped out in a large area the wolves having cut them down without issue. Marius watches as the farseer walks aboard and his wolf guard take thier places. The thunderhawk takes of and heads for alpha site. One of the Wolf guard asks
"What is the Alpha site Hemlock?"
"Hush lad, we do not speak f these things, just know that it is the landing site of the thirteenth. The Lord has been searching for this place for a long, long time."

"Tell the Iron Warrior that meeting face to face can wait. For now, we have enemies. Where does he need us?"

Argylle shook his sword, and it morphed from a katana to a broadsword so that he could sheath it. He was displeased at how badly the ambush had gone. No more than three or four dead, but on the other hand, his allies probably wouldn't be trying to kill him now.

".....Hunt them down.......follow their craft......"

The Raptors vid screens began to light up, a small red dot appearing only a few yards away from their position;

"Pursue, Crush, Return....."

The sickly and sinister voice faded, each word somewhat vile in its own way and and bestial daemonic scratching would ring in the ears of the Raptors as he spoke.


Mikal looked down as he felt the crunch of broken bones, those of the Eldar. Across the span of the cave, broken bones and armour lay in piles while the frantic and sinister symbols carved into the walls by the beast. The bloody and shredded corpse of the scout still lay on the floor, most of the remains still spieling out blood onto the grey cave floor but something stood out amongst the dark chamber, upon a broken and corked skeleton lay a Farseer's Helm......


The Thunder-Hawk journey was tense, Chaos marine gun positions lay in every mountain gap, crevice and creek ready to open fire but kept silent. The Farseer was shaken, while not physically the mind of the frail being had obviously been brutalized by some foul thing, her eyes darted from corner to corner searching for some sign of the invisible hunter was startled as the ship began to land. Alpha Site was a small grey base, battered by Chaos Attacks and obviously not at all what it once was.....

Marius was the first one down the ramp leading the party indoors. The base was small, no more than a few ferrocrete hab buildings and a command post. But underground was where the real treasure was he led the way through vaults of subterrainian caves finally he was forced to use the whirring teeth of Serpenttooth to saw througha bulkhead door. What lay beyond was a truly reverent sight. A stasis pod containing the last survivor of the thirteenth company, a rune priest.

"By the gods.....Can it be? Guard, get the pod open I have an Old Friend to speak with!"

Hemlock and the Wolf Guard begin to study the controls and panels of the chamber, while the Farseer is still left in her lonely world of fear and paranoia. She turns in fear as the hulking serpent form of a half mechanical half daemon creature that stalks through the door way and snarls as it sets a wolf guard alight with green warp fire, one of the Wolf Guard roars and runs forward only to be decapitated with a strike.

"He's.....He's hear!"

*sadface* thats three wolf guard down...

(BIC)
Marius roars in outrage and moves to the front of the room bawling orders to his wolf guard to defend the chamber
He persoanlly stalks towards the daemon his blade roaring and his shield crackling

"Oh hello, I'm impressed, my prey has found heavy cover to hide behind! Never the less I'll enjoy this!"

The daemon points his clawed hand towards Marius and laughs madly as a burst of green warpfire is unleashed at Marius, the Farseer jumps before him and draws a Wich Blade that crackles with energy. She runs through the fire and slams the blade into the beasts stomach before slashing at the beast, the daemon laughs as it grabs the Eldar before ramming his blades through her stomach and withdrawing them;

"Such a feeble thing."

The warpfire billows around marius but fails to even harm him as he catche sit on the shield
"Coward"!

"This will be fun!"

The beast slams it's claws into the side of Marius's face, removing one of his eyes as the unholy blades carve through flesh and bone....

*blink*
Marius raises his shield blocking the blow before retaliating with his own blade.