Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224118/@comment-1734134-20161217185803

The banner bearer stumbles forward and collapses into the mud and dirt, wrapped in his bloodied, tattered flag. Accurate las bolts pepper the other skirmishers, casting a couple to the ground while the others rush forward, tossing grenades into the midst of the Imperials - the rebels ranks further thinned by Imperial fire. They are tossed through the air and thrown to the floor, broken bodies lying bloodied in the gateway. More Imperials collapse as the weight of the enemy fire grows - mortar shells screaming through the air.