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Question: How did even know the Eldar were there? We just came out of the Webway gates.

Well, no, actually, they just dropped him back on the surface. As in, literally dropped.

If you want, perhaps you could have retrieved the sample of Auerlius' blood instead? That way the trolling can proceed, albeit slightly altered in nature



Also, I hope you're happy with my new location. I think you've earned that place

 War Kitten wrote:
Question: How did even know the Eldar were there? We just came out of the Webway gates.

We have lots of eyes and ears

I have every base covered at this point.

Commissar Sheppard lay in his bed aboard the Templar’s ship, at his side lay the sleeping Knight Captain. Sheppard’s mind burned with the pain of old memories, one in particular coiled itself around his mind and squeezed the commissar back to his youth. A series of events that happened almost eighteen years ago.

Only recently promoted from cadet to the full rank of Commissar Sheppard was assigned to the 7th legion of the Faustian companies. The company had a proud history of distinguished service, truly Sheppard was fortunate to have them assignment. The man Sheppard served under was General Hannibal Pavus, first born son of Lord Governor Randolph Pavus, heir to governorship of Faust and the greater Faustian Empire.

The full strength of The Faustian military was deployed against the ork hordes on the desert world of Vertagon.

Sheppard entered his commander’s war tent, he had only met the man twice before and both times it was at a rather formal venue. Pavus sat at his desk reading some reports, he looked up “Ah, Commissar Sheppard I wanted to discuss something with you in private.” Sheppard took a seat “What seems to be the trouble my Lord.” Hannibal took a deep breath, “There is corruption in the ranks of our allies.” “What do you mean?” Pavus drew a letter from his desk “This report of our numbers was found on an intruder in the night. Captain Sandor Braddock interrogated the man and discovered he was of thee palace guard. It would seem the planetary Governor sought to sell us out to the orks in exchange for something, what that something is is unclear and irrelevant.” Sheppard stood to his feet “We must inform the others.” Pavus shook his head “Governor Farvor has many allies, revealing him may cause an all out rebellion. No this must be handled with subtlety.” Sheppard listened to Hannibal’s plan.

Sheppard with a small team of four of his best men infiltrated the Lord Governor’s palace. They tried to keep the body count low but, sometimes it was just unavoidable. Then Sheppard and his party entered the Governors chambers. The the old man slept in his bed alone, Sheppard drew the crude ork blade and approached the sleeping man. He plunged crude instrument into his chest, the man gasped for his guards, but only faint wheezing noises came from his mouth. Sheppard twisted the weapon and the man’s eyes screamed with the pain his voice could not communicate. The man died, his blood seeping into the expensive silk sheets of the bed. Then the intruders escaped the palace like a whisper in the night’s air, leaving only the savage blade.

Months of hard fighting later the orks were virtually eliminated. But the planet was still unstable they had neither a Governor nor an heir. General Pavus made the announcement before the entire capital.

“Good people of Vertagon, we have all lost much to reach this day. But now comes the hard part rebuilding what the fowl xeno had destroyed. You all must wonder, who, who will guide you down the road of recovery? Well wonder no further The Faustian Empire is honored to help you rebuild. Good people of Vertagon I welcome you to the realm of Faust, together we will forge a world greater than the one who’s ashes we stand on today. Glory to Faust, and Glory to the Emperor.” The horde of citizens went berserk with applause, they bought every word Pavus fed them.

Sheppard awoke from his memory. He couldn’t help but wonder was there any truth in what Pavus told him. Was that old man a traitor, or just another bystander killed on Hannibal’s quest for power.

Nice work chazz.

I think we should all change our locations to being trolled by TS

 War Kitten wrote:
I think we should all change our locations to being trolled by TS

I havent trolled Chazz yet...

Yet.

 Tactical_Spam wrote:

 War Kitten wrote:
I think we should all change our locations to being trolled by TS

I havent trolled Chazz yet...

does leaving a death threat on Governor Pavus's bed count dat was really spooky

 chazz huggins wrote:

 Tactical_Spam wrote:

 War Kitten wrote:
I think we should all change our locations to being trolled by TS

I havent trolled Chazz yet...

does leaving a death threat on Governor Pavus's bed count dat was really spooky

Hush little chazzy, don't you cry

As Farseer Lilliana sat in her quarters in the impromptu Eldar base she received another vision. This time it was of a human, one of what they called "Space Marines," the vision showed her this human scything down Chaos Cultists with an Eldar Halberd. She could tell that this was an attempt to get the two factions to wage war against each other. In a way it was cute, like a child playing at war. Well this human would learn that it was one thing to fool his kind, but it would quite a different thing to do the same to the Eldar. Lilliana was already crafting masterful tactics when this human was still in diapers. "Still" she thought "his attempts could pose a danger." She began drawing up plans to remove this mon'keigh from the equation to stop him before his childlike machinations could have an impact.

*To Julius*

Captain Julius stood on the bridge of "Honour" and watched as the various ships of the Fleet maneuvered around each other. He paused in his search when he noticed an insignia that he didn't quite recognize at first. Upon further examination he recalled it was the insignia of the Death Ravens chapter. While they were still a relatively young chapter, their rolls of honour were already long and impressive. So far the Ultramarines had had very little contact with the Chapter, his Chapter preferring to focus on relations with it's successor chapters. "Maybe it's time to change that" he mused. Resolved he ordered a vox message sent to their flagship inviting their Captain over to discuss relations between two chapters. "Maybe this will be the start of a good relationship" Julius mused as he turned back to watch the fleet move.

So I tried to write a bit for both my armies. The Eldar are aware of TS's trickery, and they are not happy about it. What will the New Order do now that the Eldar have caught onto their tricks?

I should send Conrax after her. The nut-case could use a bit of shore leave

Shore leave for the New Order is fighting Eldar? Dang, that's hardcore

 War Kitten wrote:
Shore leave for the New Order is fighting Eldar? Dang, that's hardcore

Wait till I introduce Hassassins into the equation. And Conrax would be like a fusion psyker-captain-chaplain on the table top...

This'll be an interesting fight. I think the Warhost will avoid you for a little while and focus on 2bj1 and the Iron Warriors. They're the softer option here I reckon.

 War Kitten wrote:
This'll be an interesting fight. I think the Warhost will avoid you for a little while and focus on 2bj1 and the Iron Warriors. They're the softer option here I reckon.

I'm glad I'm using the New Order and not their previous rendition, the Halo Guard. Imagine everything you see now, but add "I can't believe they aren't Salamanders" and a gluttonous portion of Mary Sue

Edit: I am honestly surprised no one's asked about Inquisitor Ræla

 Tactical_Spam wrote:

 War Kitten wrote:
This'll be an interesting fight. I think the Warhost will avoid you for a little while and focus on 2bj1 and the Iron Warriors. They're the softer option here I reckon.

I'm glad I'm using the New Order and not their previous rendition, the Halo Guard. Imagine everything you see now, but add "I can't believe they aren't Salamanders" and a gluttonous portion of Mary Sue

Edit: I am honestly surprised no one's asked about Inquisitor Ræla

To be honest I've been playing catch-up for a while and with the introduction of my Eldar I've literally just caught up. I probably missed him. Oh well, maybe my Eldar will end up encountering him or something. Would be interesting to write about.

 War Kitten wrote:

 Tactical_Spam wrote:

 War Kitten wrote:
This'll be an interesting fight. I think the Warhost will avoid you for a little while and focus on 2bj1 and the Iron Warriors. They're the softer option here I reckon.

I'm glad I'm using the New Order and not their previous rendition, the Halo Guard. Imagine everything you see now, but add "I can't believe they aren't Salamanders" and a gluttonous portion of Mary Sue

Edit: I am honestly surprised no one's asked about Inquisitor Ræla

To be honest I've been playing catch-up for a while and with the introduction of my Eldar I've literally just caught up. I probably missed him. Oh well, maybe my Eldar will end up encountering him or something. Would be interesting to write about.

Her cough cough

My statement stands. Wasn't aware of the Inquisitor till you mentioned her. Would still be interesting if she encountered my Eldar and we could interrogate her using Eldar trickery.

 War Kitten wrote:
My statement stands. Wasn't aware of the Inquisitor till you mentioned her. Would still be interesting if she encountered my Eldar and we could interrogate her using Eldar trickery.

She's the one who brought the New Order into the Crusade... I wonder where she went

Colonel Detta groaned as he finished yet another sheet of paper in the mountain of it on his desk. “Almost wish some greenskins would show their rotten mugs. Bah, then I’d have more of this gak to deal with.”
“Enjoying yourself, sir?” Came the voice of Abram Isos, an up and coming Sergeant of the 98th Histan Infantry.
“Of course, Abram. I just got more files back from Thanatos, which is yet to be relieved of feral tyranids still in their atmosphere. They still blame us for not defending their real space, and want us to drop our new involvement with the Charadon Crusade just to finish a job those cog boys never even thanked us for dealing with in the first place.” Detta said, while waving a hand at the latest form on his writing desk.
“My apologies, Colonel, but I got news from half of the Western and Central fronts, and they’re all claiming they need our immediate assistance more than the others.” Isos was slow in his reply, taking pity on the Colonel’s predicament. Unsurprisingly, Detta gave out another groan as he factored another hour of work ahead of him while he sorted out this new problem.
“I’ll leave you to it, then. Next time I’ll remember to being some brewvikk along when I need to bring more paperwork to your office.” Isos said while quietly shutting the door before the Colonel could try and palm some of his work onto him.

I'm just wondering where my Eldar will be on the map. I wrote them down as having a presence on nearly every planet in the system in their search for Archarus. Maybe they'll have to consolidate onto one planet

I said my forces are still in the void... somewhere

Soft meaty thuds were the heralds of their arrival. Not a loud clang or a heavy boom, but merely a thud., so silent it could noy possibly be heard outside the room.

Raghal Kira almost expected his vox to crackle with static, but not so here. The sound was crystal clear. 'Talon squad, report.'

He looked around the room. The patrolmen were all dead. Knives had been buried in their throats and their necks snapped before anyone as much as thought of raising the alarm.

'Entry point delta Z-A-17 clear. How's Claw and Fang?'

'Claw is half a click into the compound. Fang is disabling the close range defense grid. We meet in the center, ETA five minutes. Don't get distracted.'

'Understood. Over and out.'

Kira and his squad scoured the room for anything of concern. Nothing. This room was placed on the very edge of the datavault complex, and anything of interest would be held further in. Getting in had been child's play. The datavault was built into a massive sewer system that dispersed toxic goop produced by the planet's industries. The colourless substances in their concentrated form were so hostile to life even most tanks wouldn't keep an intruder safe, and so they served as a natural obstacle for any would-be attacker.

Of course, that had hardly stopped the Astartes.

'Atakar. Auspex, now.'

A Marine knelt down to follow his commands, placing an odd-looking mechanical contraption on the rockcrete floor. After activating it with a very long button-code, the machine began to beep softly. 'Auspices linked. Timer set.'

'We meet in the center at T-minus four minutes forty seconds. Let's move it.'

'Yes, champion.'

The vault's corridors, while built for normal humans, were not only labyrinthine in design but also oversized as was the norm for Imperial architecture, and so suited the Astartes just fine despite their superhuman stature. Normally illuminated by dim but effective roof-lights, a surgical strike had knocked out power to the non-critical vault systems, disguised as a maintenance failure that would require Tech-priest attention to salvage. Having won time and improved battlefield conditions, the squads Talon, Claw and Fang moved through the dark corridors, split up to minimise risk of discovery.

'Katterax. Target of opportunity, your left. Comms relay controls. You know what to do.'

'Yes, champion. I will be swift. T-minus three minutes.'

'Go.'

Raghal looked around himself. They were making good time, and resistance was minimal. Evidently, the Imperium didn't expect anyone to get past the toxic sludge or the auto-turrets. Foolish, but expected. The Imperium could hardly prepare every little stronghold of theirs for Astartes infiltration.

He froze.

His armour's scanners, linked to Atakar's long-range auspex focus coordinator, told him that around the corner fifty steps ahead, guards were coming. Guards. More than one. And they would come around the corner and see him in a matter of seconds. His armour's silenced systems had likely not betrayed his presence, but nine feet of white-armoured infiltrator certainly would.

He didn't even need to press a button, the thought was enough for his armour to respond with an orange notification. 'Cameleonine systems activated.'

The patrolmen turned the corner and, for the briefest moment, they saw a monstrous invader - and then he vanished. Startled, they raised their lasguns and looked around. One pressed a button on his vox, and cursed as he tried again and again only to find it jammed. They advanced down the corridor carefully, weapons ready.

Forty-five steps ahead, a soft glimmer of reactive camouflage, difficult to see in daylight and near impossible to see in the vault's gloom, indicated the presence of their foe. The lead patrolman opened his mouth to voice a warning as a knife slammed into his throat. The metal blade blocked his windpipe, and a wet gargle was all that left him. His companions suffered similar fates, large knives ending their careers and returning them to the silence. Kira didn't even stop to check the bodies.

'Be advised. They have auspices. Proceed with caution.'

'Acknowledged. Diverting power from cameleonine. Activating interlocking jammer weave. T-minus two thirty. Be there.'

'Dark Prince's speed.'

Incidents, overall, were few. The Glacier Serpents infiltrator team methodically and efficiently worked their way through the defenses, disabling alarms, silently killing guards and hampering the vault's systems. Precisely two minutes and thirty seconds later, the fifteen Astartes met in the massive central vault chamber.

'You know what to do. Claw, get the data. Talon, set the charges. Everyone else, guard the entrances. Double time!'

'We have the data, champion. Ready.'

'Charges set. Timer set to-'

'No timers. Manual detonation.'

'Champion, manual detonation range within the jammer web is too low. They won't know how to disable the timers anyway.'

'Negative. We can't take the risk. Set to manual. Link the code to me. And be ready to run. Yaril, contact the Spear of Hatred. Tell them to be ready for pickup in twenty seconds, not twenty minutes. Oh, and run.'

Instantly, the Astartes broke into a sprint. Running much, much faster than any human could hope to, any pretense of stealth was abandoned and almost immediately alarms were raised. They detected no signs of their Storm Eagle.

'Champion? The Spear?!'

'Six seconds!'

'Champion, we must-'

'Two seconds!'

Heartbeats later, the vault exploded under their feet. The charges, concentrated in the main vault but spread across the structure, reacted violently with the sludge beneath, creating a violent chain reaction and countless secondary explosions, culminating in a great pillar of flame that shot into the sky, visible far away.

Kira opened his eyes. He saw fifteen runes glow. Mostly green, some yellow, some orange. All alive. Good. He moved his hands through the water. Water? Ah yes, of course. The explosion had hurled them into the sea below the compound. He tumbled through the violent streams, unable to control his direction of movement. He knew the others would be pulled in the same direction, though, so he wasn't really worried. Getting back to the Eagle would not be too difficult, even if this did slow them down.

Unfortunately, he was fairly certain the next mission would not be so easy.

Were you doing traitors or loyalists, Ashiraya

Last I heard Ashiraya was running traitors.

-Laughs Mind-fethingly-

Oh joy! TS is now probably going to try to get BOTH Chaos factions to come after me. I'm so boned.

 War Kitten wrote:
Oh joy! TS is now probably going to try to get BOTH Chaos factions to come after me. I'm so boned.

Not both... but all three

Oh yeah. Stupid me. *sigh* I just wanted to have a trolly faction and I've been out-trolled before I even got started.