Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201147/@comment-1734134-20170621234041

Finally, one of the Skitarii manages to close the gates, sealing them behind several locks as the others move to cover your battered form. Orion’s augments work hard to keep you moving, the lot of you taking up cover behind several racks of bolt-gun variants. One of the Skitarii, now missing an arm but seemingly unfazed, moves up to you, “Sir, they have a large number of explosives here. If we can reach them…” More las bolts batter the other side of your cover, some fly overhead.

“I will dispatch reinforcements immediately,” Strasse replies, “But my skull probes are reporting activity near you. Rebel reinforcements from the fortress Karliel is currently within. Your position is good but you must hurry. Once you have dealt with them, do whatever you can to support Karliel.” Strasses voice cuts out, Karliel’s weary message sputtering through. The Skitarii begin to move out, taking up the rebel’s former positions around the encampment. Sandbags emplacements, bunkers and mounted guns are scattered everywhere among the large artillery pieces. The sound of marching boots echoes from all around.