Forum:Tales of Heresy

The Horus Heresey- Kladius System…

THIS IS AN CURRENTLY ACTIVE ROLEPLAY!!!

The Kaldius is an ever-changing wonderful and deadly system on the edge of the halo stars. Now it has become even more dangerous with the event of the Horus Heresy.

Rules: Don’t forget, your traitorous characters can still be used as loyalists, or even neutrals, split between duty!
 * If your character cannot do something, they probably can’t
 * Note that this IS DURING heresy, hence only a select few have Daemonic gifts, being Horus and other primarches. Sorry Run4
 * Also noting this is Pre-Heresy many people will have to make new characters, no second founding chapters can join. Sorry
 * Please ask Permission in the Talk to enter the Role-play, or be invited
 * Also note that this is when technology is MUCH more common in this era, not as much has been lost, but some have not even be found/made. Please do a bit of research.
 * No primarchs are going to be part of the role-play unless you are being sent.
 * Only selected Races may be used. So, NO Tau (They haven’t evolved) Necrons (Not awoken yet) Tyranids (In a completely different galaxy) Inquisition (has not been founded yet, sisters of silence are okay however, just don’t expect to be using quotation marks) and that’s about it!
 * The Roleplay will only start after the Fires in Heaven role-play had finished and when we have a author for each race.
 * The community Legions are not to be used
 * This is a system wide fight, so please state when and where you are. There are seven planets in the system:


 * Admin, me. has eternal power. if i say something, it happens. if i blow up your planet, everyone on/near it dies, no exceptions. if i say your charcter said somthing, they say it. my wors is finall.
 * color="Black">It is not enough that I succeed color="Black">- all others must fail 00:12, October 20, 2009 (UTC)


 * Acheron: Death World (Chaos base)

This highly unstable planet is covered in Lava channels and Volcanoes, no stable piece of land is available, but millennium old Shield generators keep them going, only ONE race can brake it: The Eldar. Long time Chaos hub for cultists, ignored by Imperium, Planet of Chaos Operations, if not in system it is advised you start here.


 * Avalon: Paradise World (Eldar Base)

Several hundred attempts by the Imperium of man has been made to colonize this planet and all have disappeared without a trace. The Eldar have based their operations here. There are Webway portals hidden on every planet, only the Eldar know of them and hence can be the only one to activate them. The Eldar are completely unknown to even BE in system, hence you may not presume that they are here. However you can still try to take the planet, your troops just won’t know what hit them.


 * Hamlet: Agriculture World (Imperial Base-Sub)

Peaceful Agri world with a few small settlements and hoards of Groxs, their Guardsmen regiment is the best Calvary force in the system, they do not ride horses however but their Grox, giving them the nick-name Lizard boys.


 * Gearus: Forge World (Imperial main-base, do not quickly capture, this role play will be drawn out)

Hotley contested Forge World, center of the War, all races in the war are fighting here, the Eldar however are only fighting Chaos Forces. Orks are only fighting the Imperium.


 * 832-91: Dead World

A barren world with nothing on it. At all. Reasons unknown to Imperium, the Emperor himself has visited this planet recently and ordered it’s destruction the minute he stepped on the surface, he left seconds after. The to be Governor was less than sad happy. The Imperial Fists first goal is to destroy the planet.


 * Stone: Fortress World, owned by Imperial Fists (Hence their base)

Stone is an unimaginative yet fitting name for the planet, it is a fortress that has never be broken or captured, no war was been fought on its surface since it was taken by the Imperial Fists in the early days of the Great crusade from a strange lizard type race. This Planet also holds a Giant orbital cannon on its surface named “Pessum ire”


 * Agresson: Ork-held Hive World (Ork base)

Agresson has been held by the orks for nearly twenty years, this has been the Imperium main target for many years but was stopped due to the arrival of the Emperor on 832-91 and the forces of chaos.

Forces:


 * Chaos- Jackattack30
 * Space marines-Dark Seer, KuHB1aM, Run4urLife! (Legio Custodes)
 * Imperial Army/Navy- Vegas adict
 * Ork- Solbur
 * Eldar- NoFuryLikeMine
 * Dark Eldar- User:Doombringer99 (Do not have a planet)
 * Sisters of silence-Available (Does not need to be filled)
 * Mechaniucm-Available (Does not need to be filled)
 * Lizard boys- Available (Does not need to be filled, whoever takes guard may claim this too)

Armies
List your force below, what the main characters in your force are and whose perspective it is from. Please sign your name with the four ~

Dark Seer
Reason for being in system: Just over year ago The Emperor And Dorn left the system, they left the brothers Andranas and Robert and a regiment of Merican Fusiliers behind to guard the Stone and watch the destruction of 832-91, the brother complement each other well, both are true Imperial Fists but are just as good, in the case of Andranas, better at attacking. But with the orks in system they’ve done more defending then attacking. When the Heresy took place the two looked at the distant Acheron with un-easiness, knowing full well they were highly advanced humans with a primitive mind worshiping False gods. Only three shots are needed to end the war but they need resources from Gearus, they almost have enough resources for the first shot, if the Forge World can be held for a week there first target will be 832-91 by command of the emperor. Then Acheron or Agresson. Whatever the situation Demands. color="Black">It is not enough that I succeed color="Black">- all others must fail 22:17, September 11, 2009 (UTC)
 * Two Companies (12th and 13th companies) of Imperial Fists and a under-strength Regiment of Merican Fusiliers.
 * Lord-Commander: Savark Von Andranas
 * Other Commander: Robert Von Andranas
 * Imperial Guard Commander: Brad Schl
 * Other Characters: Farus, 2nd in command of the 12th company

Kuhblam

 * The remaining survivors of the Eisenstein's Loyalist Astartes force; about 65-70 Space Marines from the Thousand Sons, Luna Wolves(Sons of Horus have reverted to old heraldry), Dusk Raiders (Death Guard have reverted to old heraldry), War Hounds (World Eaters have reverted to Old Heraldry), and Emperor's Children
 * Loyalist Luna Wolves Captain: Galerus Hraav (Page coming soon)
 * De Facto XO: Auguso Dionus, Emperor's Children Brother-Sergeant
 * Other Characters: Augustus, Death Guard Brother-Sergeant, Resulas, World Eaters Brother Sergeant, and Osiris, Thousand Sons Chaplain
 * Reason for being in system: When Captain Garro of the Death Guard commandeered the Eisenstein with about 69 surviving Loyalist Marines and were rescued by Loyalist forces, they re-told their story to the Imperials, who became aware of Horus' treachery in the Isstvan system. After successfully being rescued by Rogal Dorn, these space marines were attached to Commander Vex's Custodes Emissary as additional watch-dogs to other Loyalist Astartes forces in various systems, much to his disapproval. However, being the very force that warned the Imperium of the treachery perpetrated by Horus, it has caused many skeptical soldiers to be accepting of the Loyalist force, who now shamefully bear the iconography of their former Legions. However, since they are the former members of traitor legions, it is now impossible for their acceptance into any other loyalist legion, and although they have become accepted inside the Imperium they are still very much outcasts.


 * With Captain Garro off to Terra to relay his account of what happened, the leadership of this rag-tag unit has since fallen to Loyalist Luna Wolves Captain Galerus Hraav, who has since returned to his original name and heraldry alongside his nine other Luna Wolves comrades. At the head of this force, he has since been attached with his men to the Legio Custodes Emissary commander by Constantin Vex, with whom he is to assist as a watch-dog force for Imperial forces in the Kladius system. Determined to bring about whatever redemption may be possible for the legions he and his men were once a part of, Hraav and the various Loyalists of his force plan plan to live up to the once glorious name of their legions and keep themselves as a part of Imperial history, rather than galactic shame. All of these Astartes have since reverted to their original legions names and heraldry with the exception of the Emperor's Children, although they are still very much known by their most recent legion names.


 * Currently, this unit, which has no official name, is on location with Vex's Custodes unit on Gearus, where they have made a habit of serving with distinction while defending the forge world to the fullest of their abilities. Galerus has constantly been leading his men from the front, and they have formed an un-breakable bond that will be tested in the Kladius Conflict. Currently, he is the leading field commander on Gearus, since the Legio Custodes have still not come back and he is the ranking Astartes on the planet.

Solbur

 * Ork WAAAGH (combined force of several Tribez, comprising approximately a million Orks altogether alongside Gretchin "Orkz-illa-reez", Squigs and Squiggoths. Heavy Feral Ork presence on all the worlds the WAAAGH has attacked and passed through.)
 * Undisputed Warlord: Ghorrgash Skullbuster
 * Everyone Else: Completely subordinate
 * Reason for being in system: The reason for any Ork's presence in a place of civilisation is always the same and simple enough - to slaughter, trample and pillage any trace of it into nothing but Orky goodness. Skullbuster's forces are no different. A small fragment of the empire destroyed in the Ullanor Crusade, a few Orks who decided it was better to not die against overwhelming odds and instead "runs fer it", for the purpose of "comin' back fer annuver go". So they have, with reinforcements from various Tribez they've gathered under the unified banner of their supremely brutal Warboss to form a massive Waaagh. Initially striking out into the system for the purpose of gaining revenge against "da wimpy 'oomies", but were nonetheless pleasantly surprised when they discovered their foes were already embroiled in bloody conflicts against Chaos traitors, the Eldar and their Dark counterparts. After successfully bringing the Orcs who were otherwise contently occupying the Hive World of Agresson into the fold of his WAAAGH, Ghorrgash now has a solid foothold in the system from which he can stage attacks and regroup on a planetary level. Poor strategy and large dispersal range means that the Ork bands scattered across the system have some level of autonomy, but all defer to him for higher authority in recognition that he can come over there and beat them down if he needs to. Recently, his forces have been mobilising for an assault on Gearus whilst Imperial attention is drawn elsewhere towards the useless, barren 832-91. And so he will throw the Greenskins in his fold against every and any other living creature in the system, unbeatable in the sense that if they all die, they died fighting, so it doesn't count. Solbur 10:53, September 13, 2009 (UTC)

Vegas Adict

 * Three Gearus PDF regiments,1 executioner tank regiment,2 Regiments of Gearus Elite and a navy task force of 3 grand cruisers and a variety of cruisers and destroyers
 * Lord General/Admiral: Ali Sogun
 * Executioner Colonel and tank ace: Zael
 * Reason for being in system: Ali Sogun was left behind as govenor when the system was first brought to compliance by the imperium and mechanicus.Unlike most generals he welcomed the post and under his leadership not only did the system reach the required levels of production it exceeded them and also managed to raise three foundings as well as PDF regiments.However the great crusade ment that the forces they raised were distributed away from the system leaving him with litle to defend his new worlds.Now at the order of the emperor he has thrown of his cushy family life to retake the mantle of a general and destroy the world of 832-91.Vegas adict 19:42, September 13, 2009 (UTC)

NoFuryLikeMine

 * Swordwind army of Biel-tan Eldar, Exodite Dragon Knights of colony
 * Farseer of Biel-tan: Uriel Caldar
 * Leader of Exodite colony: Daleth
 * Commander of Biel-tan forces: Autarch Sarandeer
 * Exarch of Scorpion Temple: Arakas
 * Exarch of Warp Spiders: Mirius
 * Other Characters: Pyrian, Dire Avengers Exarch, and Barin, Dragon Knights Captain
 * Reason for being in system: Sensing the corruption on their homeworld and to escape the catastrophe of 'The Fall', a group of Eldar departed and created their new colony on the planet they had named Bailorin, which the mon-keigh had designated Avalon. The set up a series of private webway portals to travel to the other planets within the system to explore and use its resources, while only creating a single webway gate with access to the galaxy-wide webway network. When the other sentient races of the galaxy slowly moved into the system, the Exodites hid their webway gates and retreated back to their colony, only venturing to the other planets when necessary. The galaxy-wide webway gate was lost and is believed to be on the planet designated Stone, hidden in a mountain cavern. It was many years later when the Swordwind army of Biel-tan dropped out of the warp and set up a strong defensive position around the colony and cloaking the fortified area so it could not be easily spotted from any enemy. The Runeseers had foreseen a great war in this system and an ancient lost artifact that could once again be reclaimed, while also protecting their Exodite brethren. Exarch Arakus of the Striking Scorpions and Exarch Mirius of the Warp Spiders immediately set out to the planet designated Gearus to claim the artifact while Autarch Sarandeer and Farseer Uriel Caldar overlook the colony defenses. If all doesnt go as forseen, the Farseer has a plan involving a sacrifice to turn the tide back in the favour of the Eldar. --NoFuryLikeMine

Run4
"So the Traitors wish to pull this System from the Imperium's benevolent light? If they want it, they can come and take it from our cold, dead hands."

- Commander Maximus Dercius Vex Legio Custodes Emissary Expedition (15 Custodian Guards)
 * Commander: Commander Maximus Dercius Vex (Page Under Construction)
 * Second in Command: Captain Garrus Devlan Kolya
 * Purpose in the System: When the Emperor left the System just over a year ago, he left fifteen of his finest bodyguards in the System in a supervisory position over his Legions. When Horus spat on his oaths to the Emperor, the Custodes' worst suspicions bore terrible fruit. An army of superhuman veterans had questioned their Loyalties and come up with the wrong answer. In the wake of this horrifying revelation, the Custodes stayed on in the System to keep an eye on the remaining Loyal Legions for any signs of corruption in the ranks. With the sudden rise in Xenos and Traitor activity in the System, the Custodes were called into battle with ever-greater frequency, lending their awe-inspiring prowess to the cause of their Astartes Brothers. Led by the fearsome Commander Vex, one of the most decorated Legio Custodes in the history of the Order after Valdor himself, the Traitor and Xenos attacks broke upon the Custodians like a wave on the sand, and the back of many an assault was broken by the Custodians as the Space Marines and their corrupted counterparts fought each other to a standstill with the same strategies and techniques and the Orks savagery matched the collected, measured power of the Space Marines. Rather than taking overall command of any of the forces in the System, the Custodians performed quick jumps from planet to planet to lend aid where it was most needed, intending to take part in the most pivotal battles in the war, and are currently taking part in the battles raging on Gearus.
 * Run4My Talk

Jackattack30

 * 6 companies of Iron Warriors ( 6000 marines), as well as a planet population of high-tech cultists and a large fleet located above Acheron.
 * Warsmith: Cruentus Pango
 * Chaos Sorcerer: Accersitus
 * Reason for being in system: The Iron Warriors took control of Acheron after the destruction of Olympus. There are currently 6 companies on Acheron as well as a large fleat and planets population of cultist's. Cruentus Pango is preparing the 3rd and 4th companies to attack Gearus while Accersitus plants propaganda on Hamlet.

Doombringer99

 * Kabal of the Raging Flame and Raiding ships, mostly Corsair class escort ships, 2 Torture class Cruisers
 * Archon: Marsis Teeri
 * Head Haemonculus: Ermos Firuul
 * Reaver Jet Bike Leader: Kazer Lisdin
 * Reason for being in system: Asdrubael Vect had promoted Marsis to the Rank of Archon, and he decided she needed a test to prove she deseved her rank, hearing of the gathering of the warriors in this system, Vect sent her there to grab more slaves to bring back to Commoragh. If she were to fail however, she and her Kabal would be exiled from Commoragh. So with grim determination she set out to gather more slaves for Asdrubael Vect.

Part 1
Dark Seer

Savark paced back and forth down the hall. they were awaiting an apparently very important visitor, their astropaths had received this message a few short days ago. they where to come at 0500 Standard Terran time, three minutes. these seconds slowly cut down to two, then one. the clock on the metal wall clicked over to 0500. Savark opened his mouth to say “They're late” but he couldn’t as a man in gold walked into the room. he was two heads taller than Savark, he had a spear in one hand, an Adeptus Custode! Robert stood up and the both gave him the salute. “At ease brothers” the custodian said. “My name is Vex, myself and another fourteen of my brothers are here to booster defense in the system.” Savark raised an eyebrow “What could possibly attract the attention of fifteen of the Emperor’s finest?” “Have you not heard?” asked Vex, “Horus has rebelled against the Emperor, along with eight other primarches” “You’re surely joking” Robert said “ i don’t joke”

Vex left. Robert stood next to Savark. their orders where to get 832-91 destroyed. that would be easy, the last shipment was en-route. heavily guarded, food from hamlet was coming as well as the materials from Gearus. War was comming. Savark looked to the vast expanse of stars, then to the massice cannon of the prssum ire. nothing human, alien or other could get on stone without them knowing, the 24 hour orbital fleet orbiting the planet. “Well this should be fun” Robert said next to him “Aye, so what status’ so we have?” “We have two-thousand men, two hundred land raiders, one hundred predators and one hundred rhino APCs.” “This was shall be of much amusement” said Savark

Jackattack30

Cruentus Pango stood in front of thousands upon thousands of cultist and iron warriors mixed. "My faithful warriors today the 3rd and 4th companies will assault Gearus while my sorcerer will take a small group and start spreading propaganda on hamlet weakening their loyalty to the governor and the imperial army". He let his words sink in then all of a sudden the crowd erupted into a huge cheer as he walked back to his land raider and sped off to his fortress.

In the land raider the warsmith and his retinue were watching a screen which showed the ships getting ready to departure with 2000 chaos marines and 10000 cultist's along with a force of about 150 chaos predators and leman russ tanks mixed. "A beautiful sight isn't it" the marine next to Cruentus turned and looked at him "what do you mean warsmith" " I mean the sight of soldiers preparing for war". A volcano eruption caused by explosives signifies the beginning of the assault. The ships started moving towards Gearus while a tiny disturbance in the warp which wasn't noticed by anyone signified the movement of the sorcerer Accersitus and 6 cultists in a shuttle appearing shut out of sensor range and moving towards hamlet's capital and the governors palace to teleport into the palace while the ship continues as a small distraction. The first shots will be fired in under an hour.

NoFuryLikeMine

Standing on the battlements of the colony, Autarch Sarandeer, leader of the Swordwind of Biel-tan on Bailorin (known as Avalon to the Mon-Keigh) could see miles in all directions without being seen. The cloaking device shielding the Exodites was working well. Farseer Uriel Caldar stepped up beside the Autarch and also observed the activity around and inside the Colony. "The exodites of this world are prepared to defend what is theirs." Sarandeer pulled his gaze away from observing the terrain and noticing any points that could be astrategic asset in a battle, and looked at the Farseer. "What have you seen? What is the status of the artifact on that heavily populated world?" "The artifact still lies dormant, none have found it or know of it, it is not possible for any to find it as it does not register on even a psychic level." Sarandeer let out a breath of releif, "That is good, the Mon-keigh do not know the destructive potential the artifact possesses. It will be best for all if we are to recover it immediately and without incident."

Stepping out of the hidden Internal webway gate on the planet designated Gearus, Exarch Arakus and Exarch Mirius, with their respective retinues, moved silently and unseen. There were no military personnel in the immediate area but it had been reported several vessels in orbit around the planet. "This does not feel right Mirius." "What is it Arakus?" The Striking Scorpions Exarch stopped and looked upwards. "They are coming, the enemies of the Eldar are coming, we are running out of time. The war Farseer Caldar predicted will soon be upon us." The Shadow Twins, Arakus and Mirius stepped up their pace towards their objective.

KuHB1aM 12:02, October 21, 2009 (UTC)

Galerus Hraav; son of the Emperor, former Sons of Horus Captain, and now the field commander of a rapidly crumbling defense on Gearus, forge world of hell and soon to be his resting place. To many in the Imperial forces stationed around what was the main Imperial Citadel, he and his rag-tag group of Space Marines, gathered from the various traitor legions, were to be un-trusted and un-used. Many looked upon him with dis-dain and enmity, whilst others respected him for his resilience in resisting the lie and temptations of Horus, Warmaster of the damned. Galerus knew where his allegiances lay, but many were not so sure of him and his ability to remain loyal to the one, true Emperor. To them, he was a traitor who should have been hanged, for fear he was tainted. As Auguso, his newly found aide and a former Emperor's Children Brother-Sergeant, came to his side, Galerus observed the No Man's Land from the distant open-air window of his field command post, outside the main walls, as the sun of the Kladius system rose up to start the morning of the world. In front of him, numerous systems of trenches, bunkers, mines, barbed wire, and gun emplacements stood ready to stop or delay any direct attack on the Imperial Citadel, which was only attack able from yet one direction, the other three sides protected by cliffs. Still, Galerus had prepared for this, and set up his forces all around the planet, subject to the will of the Lord Commander, of course.

"They will strike today, Brother-Captain." Auguso said, his voice deep with a tone of nervousness. "I can feel it as well, Auguso. This will be their target. It will not be the minor Citadels; no, they will take this first before they move on to attack anything else as a sign they are unstoppable. We must hold them here and we will. Already, I have sent word to the Legio Custodes and our other brothers on the Rock; they will arrive to aid us, and then we will crush the forces of Chaos and the xenos scum." Galerus said, his own voice now brewing with contempt at the sound of his enemies. Grabbing his boltpistol and attaching it to his side, Galerus exited the command post, where his seventy or so rag-tag group of Space Marines sat awaiting in the staging area, inspecting weapons and armor and talking of their days when their own legions were still a part of the Great Crusade, which had since been stopped in it's tracks. With these shall I forge a new name of honor for our legions, Galerus thought. These seventy men were the remains of whatever honor was left in their former legions; they were the culmination of the few, the proud, who had resisted Horus' calls for rebellion. Smiling as he took off his helmet, Galerus made his way towards the group to being Astartes deployment.

Run4My Talk

The gun cutter shuddered and slowed as it approached Shattered Dawn, the Legio Custodes Battleship. Commander Vex had passed on the harrowing news that Horus had betrayed the Emperor, and now he was headed to Gearus. It was any soldier's worst nightmare, his trained, experienced and vicious Brothers in Arms had spat on their oaths and betrayed their cause. Vex sat, running a hand over his shaven head and then stroking his chin and moustache in contemplation. Gearus had to be held. It was the lynchpin of the system. Supplied Imperial Worlds, kept the Traitor forces distracted as the Imperium moved a task force to bring them to battle and scatter them. Vex looked out the gun cutter's porthole, watching as it turned gracefully and docked with Shattered Dawn. It was dwarfed by the immense battleship it locked onto, the immense ship above them covered in vast spires and arches, gargoyles and more importantly, excessively large guns. Vex stood slowly as the chamber beyond gave the all-clear chime for equalised pressure, waiting for the doors to open, with the hiss of hydraulic pistons. Vex strode onto the ship, his long red cloak shifting behind him like a crimson waterfall. He flexed his fingers around the haft of his Guardian Spear and nodded to Adepts as he passed. He always put great emphasis on politeness and respect towards citizens.

"We will arrive on Gearus in eight hours, Commander," Captain Kolya said to Vex. Vex already knew that, but it was reassuring to know that his second in command was up to speed on everything. Kolya was an excellent soldier, but a little over-zealous when it came to charging headfirst into battle. Nonetheless, it was rare to find Vex and not find Kolya somewhere nearby. The two were not unlike brothers, having fought side by side during the Crusade. While Vex was undoubtedly the more well-known of the two, and more skilled than Kolya was, which alone was a testament to his prowess as a warrior, the two had been described as an Army of Two. Both had turned the tide of battles alone, but together, they moved to an entirely different level of Destructive Force. There was no need for communication between them. Each one knew what the other would do, and operated in perfect unison. When Kolya and Vex fought back to back, they were all but invincible. And they would need to put that force to use in the coming battles.

"Good, good," Vex responded, snapping out of his thoughts on the coming fighting, between battles with the Traitors and Orks, and the mysterious disappearances of colonists on another planet in the system. Vex had considered investigating that before moving to Gearus, but the arrival of the Orks had forced his hand, and Gearus had taken priority. For now, the Commander would meditate on the situation. Once his feet touched the ground of Gearus, he would be on a war footing. And woe be to any foe who crossed his path then.

Vegas adict 20:54, October 21, 2009 (UTC)

General Ali sogun was sitting in the command chair of his flagship Imperial Might.He had been on an inspection tour of hamlet when news came in that orks were attacking gearus and the convoys supplying stone.He didn't trust any of the halfwit underlings who were on gearus at the moment to do the job properly,Except zale,Zale would get the job done no question.That didn't mean ali trusted him though,Zale had a reputation for being hotheaded and arogent and he hated ali for recaling him to some backwater planet.

"Good morning sire,Can i be of service to you" Zale's voice seemed to seep out of the woodwork oily and cold."Nothing Zael,Are your tanks ready,I want a fully operational defence around the most valuable points on gearus""Yes my lord,The tanks are fully operational" the man replied.

In the bowls of the ship,Tanks were being loaded onto landers and massed collums of infantry poured into landers as they prepared to land.

KuHB1aM 22:05, October 21, 2009 (UTC)

Galerus watched as he gathered inside the Citadel's deepest command staff briefing room, dubbed the Pit. It was at the very heart of Gearus' main Citadel, and much to Galerus' disdain it was overheard that fool Sogun's lackey, Zale, would soon be stopping by Gearus' main Citadel to inspect the defenses and deploy reinforcements to aid against the Orks. As Galerus was easily the tallest and largest in the room, he stood against the adamantium plated wall whilst others took seats around the oaken table, which was adorned with the Imperial Aquila at it's center. As a Colonel from the Gearus Elite forces defending the fortress began a briefing, Galerus was joined at the last moment by a rushing Osiris, Thousand Sons Chaplain, as well as Auguso, his aide from the Emperor's Children. "Augustus and Resulas could not make it, Brother-Captain. They are over-seeing to the defenses and making sure that the field command staff are well-attended to," Auguso stated, his voice mired by his helmet into an electronic, yet still inherently human tone. Galerus nodded. Augustus and Resulas were more than capable of commanding a field defense, and in his absence they would do just fine directing any new reinforcements from the soon to be arriving General Ali Sogun. Sogun. The man knew not the field of war. Galerus made a note of himself to avoid Sogun and keep the field command to himself.

The Colonel from the Gearus Elite started the briefing just as two Gearus PDF soldiers shut the doors to the briefing room. "Good morning, gentlemen. Welcome to our routine, tedious war briefing for the day," the Colonel began. Gearus snorted loudly inside his stark white helmet as his mind drifted towards thoughts of before the Isstvan incident. Back when he had led over several hundred inherently loyal Luna Wolves before they had been sent to their deaths on the surface. Galerus' heart still echoed with the thoughts of his company, as well as Torgaddon, Loken, and Sejanus. They were true friends and sons of the Emperor, and Galerus' head still went numb thinking that he had left them to die on Isstvan III. They had paid a price to let Galerus escape with Garro and his new retinue, and Galerus was determined to return their honor with the deaths of every traitor he came across. His mind slowly drifted back as the Colonel continued. "Continuing on, we have just received word that a Legio Custodes Emissary expedition and their fleet are making headway to this planet as we speak. General Sogun is sending down reinforcements to the various major fortresses and points on Gearus; specifically here, at the main Gearus Citadel," the Colonel said, pointing to various positions on a map as he spoke with quickness and authority.

"We expect the Orks to attack this main Citadel first," the Colonel stated. "It's a sound tactical decision for them to take out the center of resistance. Of course, we could over-estimating them by thinking that as xenos they're capable of intelligent thought," the Colonel said as he joked. Galerus did not laugh or even think the joke funny. He had actually fought Orks before on the front lines, such as during the Ullanor Crusade. Orks were giant, brutish yet powerful dumb creatures, who could easily hack Space Marines in two if not treated with care during a melee situation. As the Colonel continued his meeting, Galerus excused himself from the meeting, stepping outside as the two Gearus PDF guards paused to open the oaken doors for him, Auguso, and Osiris. Galerus' home was on the field, not listening to a special news update.

Vegas adict 08:29, October 24, 2009 (UTC)

Ali had sliped abord the first lander down to the planet along with his elite bodyguard.He was almost a hundred now as were most of his bodyguard.The 10 of the were the only memembers of his original regiment he had left,The others had all been spilt up or recaled to the front lines.Ali knew that his bodyguard wanted to be there as well,Fighting alongside their friends.

They ran along towards the briefing room where ali knew that the commander of the gearus elite was curently giving a speach.As they aproached the room ali noticed three space marines each in diferent coulour armour leaving the room to make there way to the front line.As he aproached them he and his bodyguard slowed to a walk though the men surounding him drew thier weapons causciously."Welcome honoured space marines,My name is general ali sogun and i am in command of the imperial army forces here"

Run4My Talk

Vex disembarked the shuttle and strode in the direction of the most noise. Front-line preparations. He was keeping a close eye on anything. Absolutely anything. He was here to watch for signs of corruption. And as far as he was concerned, it could be waiting around every turn. He rubbed his shaven head in frustration. He was a soldier, not a manager. He was proud to do his duty, but damn if it wasn't a difficult task at times. He stopped and leaned on his Guardian Spear, sighing. He suddenly felt very tired. So very tired. Not physically, but mentally, spiritually exhausted. Soon, he would have to kill men he had once called Brother. It stung to the very core to even contemplate the idea. That his brothers in arms, his friends, his comrades, were about to become his enemies. He sighed again as he spotted a trio of Space Marines of the Traitor Legions. They were here for much the same task as him, but would know from first-hand experience what a soldier in danger of corruption was like. Vex took off again, quickly pulling up alongside the Space Marines. One of them bore the colours of the Sons of Horus. That had to be Galerus. Vex nodded to him. The two did not exchange words. None were needed. Galerus knew Vex would be watching him like a hawk. Galerus knew he would be under constant scrutiny from the untouchable Custodian. Neither of them liked the idea. But they were going to have to deal with it.

Vex could hear the guttural chanting of the Orks in the distance. He could almost smell the acrid stench of their camp on the wind. He growled, his face twitching ever so slightly. He hated Orks. He had fought them for most of the Crusade. It had only tempered his rage, his distaste and hate for the Green Scourge. He almost snarled. The Custodians arrayed behind the moving group shifted in agitation. They could hear it too. The odd shout made it through. ''Kill. Eat. Butcha. Geddem. Killemall.'' Galerus and his Space Marines heard it too. Their faces were twisted into raging snarls at the thought of the Green-Skinned Menaces ravaging an Imperial World. The Space Marines and the Custodes parted ways as the Custodians started moving up a manufactorum spire. The smokestack was connected to dozens of other buildings by soaring gantries miles above the ground. On those dizzying heights the battle would be won or lost. If the Orks took the walkways, they could surround and envelope the Imperial Forces.

And Vex would not let them take those gantries without killing him first.

KuHB1aM 21:19, October 27, 2009 (UTC)

As Vex strode off from Galerus with Ali Sogun and his retinue, his mind briefly wandered back to the Custodes, Maximus Vex. He had but briefly heard of Vex whilst traveling to the system to meet with him on planet at Gearus, and apparently his thoughts of the massive Custodes commander were correct. Although Galerus could tell Vex held him in some form of respect, he also held him in massive contempt with eagle eyes. Vex would be watching his every move, and Galerus knew that Vex would not hesitate to kill him if he was proven to have the least bit of pity for his former Warmaster or any of the Traitor Legions. As his mind also split to thoughts of decapitating Orks and wrenching out their gutts with shortswords, Galerus once again realized that he was in the presence of a Lord Commander, and turned to speak to the General and his cautious bodyguard unit. "My apologies, general. I was caught up in the moment," Galerus said, speaking with a deep toned voice. "I am Galerus Hraav, former Sons of Horus Captain, now once again an honored Luna Wolf. These are two of my executive officers, Osiris, one of the last true Thousand Sons, and Auguso, Child of the Emperor," Galerus said, introducing both of his XOs. Each Space Marine nodded down in respect, their stature being much larger than that of any of the mortals in Sogun's retinue.

Galerus had heard briefly of Sogun, and much to his surprise, the man he had been told about was not a fool, but a man of military background with some swagg in his step. Sogun appeared not to be very flamboyant, but rather a quiet, honorful fellow. As they continued their walk through the Citadel, Galerus continued to speak. "M'lord, it is an honor to be here of Gearus. I very much appreciate the reinforcements you have sent to us. There is no doubt that they were be invaluable to the defense of both this main Citadel, as well as the numerous forge world structures here on Gearus," Galerus said respectfully, his helmeted head looking about the visor, his eyes still watching Sogun.

"I am honored by your suport captain.I actualy came to ask you about two seperate issues".Ali paused and the space marine gestured for him to continue,"Firstly i would like to ask you to acompany me on a tour of the defences and secondly I have heard that the adeptus custodes are on the planet,If they are i woulds like you to arange a meeting with there commander,I need to speak with him about a few maters of loyalty".Ali knew that the second part of what he had said had been a lie but he did need to speak with the custodes.Something odd was happening in the men of the 1st company of the PDF,Infection rates had doubled and large numbers of men were rumoured to be talking about the imperial truth being a lie.

NoFuryLikeMine

"The galaxy is changing Sarandeer," the Farseer walked alongside the Autarch as they stepped off the battlements and headed towards the central bulding of the Exodite colony. "The Mon-keigh are a violent warlike race, they destroy everything they dont understand... It is their way Uriel. Only through bloodshed and greed can the Gods of the Warp appeal to primitives, it is their undoing." Approaching their destination, the Eldar leaders were met with Daleth, the leader of the Colony. "We have matters to discuss Daleth, Autarch Sarandeer has a plan to assist our Exarchs further."

Even though it was prepped for a time of war the Central building was still a work of art. Sculptures od great heroes of the Eldar surrounded the room, between those were paintings and art the likes of which had not been seen since before the Fall. In the very center of the room the wartable was placed with all Sarandeer's imagery and maps set up. Stepping up to the table Sarandeer activated an image of the surrounding system and the world 'Gearus'. "Here lies our target. The Sword of Malkarash lies dormant and under the noses of the mon-keigh, undetectable unless one knew its location. Currently Exarch Mirius and Exarch Arakus are leading their temple's forces of roughly fifty souls each, in an attempt to secure the target. I will be leading the Dire Avengers in support with Exarch Barin at my side." Sarandeer paused and looked at Daleth. "You will remain here and maintain the defenses of the colony." Daleth visibly looked shocked at the thought that he was being placed in control rather than the farseer. "That is because I am needed elsewhere Daleth." Uriel Caldar's strong telepathic abilities had seen what Daleth had been thinking. "Autarch Sarandeer and myself have discussed that it would be good to split the mon-keigh's forces in half, I will lead an offensive against those stationed on the planet the mon-keigh have named 'Stone'."

Autarch Sarandeer and Farseer Caldar stood before the Webway portal on Bailorin. It had been discussed that Daleth would remain on the planet with a small portion of the Swordwind, just enough to maintain the defenses if attacked. Uriel Caldar watched as the Autarch led Pyrian and his two hundred Dire Avengers through the portal towards Gearus. The Captain of the Dragon Knights rode up towards Caldar on his reptilian mount. "The Bazhaikan and my Dragon Knights stand ready Farseer." "Very good captain, we leave immediately." Without a second thought Uriel Caldar stepped into the Webway and after a short while of navigation arrived at 'Stone'. On arrival the Farseer was met by several Rangers who immediately addressed the renowned Farseer on the location of the enemy and the size of the force. "it is far too large to defeat in a single stroke Farseer." "That is not our goal here Ranger," Barin approached Uriel, "Order the force to prepare for an attack, we are within the defenses of these mon-keigh, they will not know what hit them." Farseer Caldar stepped up onto a ledge and looked over the mon-keigh. There were many, the rangers had been correct that if they massed they would stand a considerable threat. Caldar noticed in particular from where she stood two figures of the mon-keigh 'Astartes'. Obviously related but with far different futures although intertwined, she had forseen it.

"Of course, Lord General." Galerus said. "Commander Dercius Vex and his Emissary from the Legio Custodes recently arrived in Gearus; in fact, I ran into them right before your presence became known to me. I am sure Commander Vex will be eager to meet with you and discuss the defense of Gearus; more importantly, the Main Citadel, the linchpin of our defending the numerous Manufactorum facilities," Galerus said. He turned his snow white helmet towards Auguso, who nodded eagerly and set off the way they came towards the manufactorum stairwell Vex had departed on. His large, purple armored figure moved briskly towards Vex's last known location, escaping sight as he pushed through the crowds of Imperial Army soldiers and Mechanicum works and servitors. Dozens of the simple humans hurriedly moved to the side to escape his path for fear he might simply smash them with his weight as he ran, his trusted bolter wobbling on his backpack. Galerus once again turned back to Sogun. "Brother-Sergeant Auguso has been dispatched to locate Commander Vex and let him know of your desire to speak with him. Is there anything else you require? I am required in the defenses in front of the walls; only a few of my charge are currently directing the Army, and the green scum will soon make another of their rather futile, yet bloody charges against our lines. Normally, I would not be concerned, but the only brothers I ever fought with died a long time ago, and Imperial Army soldiers are not the equal of any Astartes." Galerus stated, his augmented mind wandering back to Isstvan III and the treachery of his Legion and his formerly most-beloved Warmaster as he realized his implied insult may have hit home with the Gearus Elite acting as Sogun's retinue, whom he could tell were agitated behind their darkened visors and the tightening grips of their hands on the laspistols in their sidearm holsters.

Dark Seer

Savark places his hand on his power sword. Heretics, who would have thought. "Brother" Savark turned to see Farus, his head Srg. "Yes Farus?" he asked "The Cannon is ready to fire on your orders" Savark smiled, a moment of pleasure in this war. "Fire" Savark said. He grabbed his (Needs filling in)noculors and looked at the distant planet in the sky. "FIRE" savark bellowed. Bellow him he could fell the immense heat radiating from the laser. he could hear it shake under the strain. then it went, a great beam of bright purple light shot from the monstrosity, smashing into the planet, at first it seemed to do nothing. moments passed, it exploded with a spectacular explosion, not fire, but debris flying in all directions. Savark smiled, his task was done, now he could get on with the war. "Savark" Said Brad behind him, the Merican fuisler commander, "What?!" hissed savark "You may like a second look" Savark looked again, at first he could see nothing but debris. then he saw it, a perfectly circular sphere, it had a crystal sheen on it. What in the emperor's name is that. "Farus!" Savark said, "Yes?" "I want you and three squads to go investigate, send for vex. i want to know what that thing is"

"My men or more than capable of holding the line captain,Wether the same can be said of the PDF remains to be seen,Those are young boys we are talking about.The worst they have had to deal with is the ocasional rebelion".Everything sogun said was true,the PDF were not a fully equiped army,If worst came to worst they would turn into cannon fodder.His men relaxed there grips on there las pistols but they remained agitated behind there visors.

"Major Sloan,Take your men and the majority of the regiment to the front lines,I want constant updates.I can take care of myself".The majority of his bodyguard now turned with Major Sloan and started running towards the front lines via the baracks.Solan and his remaining four bodyguards continued on with the astartes towards commander vex."Captain galerus,I have one issue i wish to speek with you alone on".Solan dismissed his bodyguards with a wave of his hand and continued walking with Galerus."I understand that there has been a widescale rebelion in some sectors and that you and your brothers were involved,I wish to ask?,Did you have any early warnings of the rebelion,Some of the PDF have been acting strangely"

"My apologies, Lord General. I meant no intended harm. I was merely comparing the resilience of a normal human to that of an Astartes Legionnaire; they are not alike, and thus troops of either stature cannot be treated alike," Galerus stated. As Sogun dismissed his body guards, Galerus again answered Sogun's questions. "At first, Lord General, there was no sign of taint. They went about their business; the mortals continued their joking and ritual gun cleaning as any soldier would. However, as time went on, some grew discontent, and there were others who were... acting strangely. Talking as if the Emperor were doing a dis-service to them by returning to Terra," Galerus said. "The actions of the traitor Legions would be a better example. Myself, Brother-Captain Tarik Torgaddon, and Brother-Captain Garviel Loken had identified that the Warmaster and his warrior lodge members had been acting strangely and hostile towards certain Astartes whose loyalties obviously lay with the Emperor more than Horus, but we never even thought to think they could be... corrupted." Galerus trailed off. His mind wandered to Tarik and Loken, and although he was certain he knew they had died, part of him wasn't willing to accept Isstvan III had actually happened. "I am sorry, Lord General. The subject of taint and corruption is a difficult talk for me."

Nazdak led his Boyz up da sterz. He led dem like it wuz nobudies biznezz. He bellowed, waving his choppa madly as he rushed along a gantry, shouting and screaming in the smoke and the heat and the steam. He thrashed his head, showering his Boyz with spit and deafening the nearest ones. He fired his Shoota in the air one-handed as him and his Boyz charged along the gantries. They ran screaming ahead of the horde below on the soaring catwalks, passing into a heavy fog of industrial smoke from a still-functioning furnace. The mob running behind them only heard the screams. Roars, bellows. Howls. Threats. Gunfire. Steel on steel clashes. Thumps, cracks, yowls and shouts. Then nothing. A gust of wind. The smoke began to clear. Fifteen bodies stood shoulder to shoulder, the bodies of Nazdak and his Boyz littered the gantry around them. Giant, golden Space Marines in tall helmets carrying heavy pokersticks. Their leader, the only one not wearing a helmet, turned to face the Orks. He whirled his pokerstick in his hands, then took it in a two-handed grip.

"Hold the line!" He bellowed as the Orks paused for a second. Just a second. Then, the green tide broke like a wave on the golden sand. Blades flashed, guns fired. The Custodians whirled through the melee, scattering Orks before them and trailing mangled bodies in their wake.

Vex stood up straight and riased a guantleted fist to stop the Custodes behind him. The Orks rushing them had stopped. They stood in one mob on the gantry, bellowing and roaring, but came no further. Their beady red eyes couldn't lock with Vex's own. He levelled his Guardian spear at them and smiled.

"Slaughter them all!" Vex roared, rushing at the Orks and bursting among them like a thunderbolt.

Thirty Minutes after Captain Hraav's conversation with Lord General Sogun..

Galerus slammed into the Ork as it dropped down into the trench, the first of it's kind to actually make it within a mile of the citadel walls. It was an ugly creature, brandishing one of it's crude power klaws and bellowing in some twisted version of low gothic mixed with orkish. Galerus barely had time to bring up his chainsword as the power klaw flew through the air, swide-swiping an unfortunate PDF soldier and completely slicing his midsection in half, leaving two crudely severed body halves in the dirty tan uniform of the Gearus PDF. Galerus recoiled under the swing's massive strength, but parried the klaw as soldiers on either side of the trench tried to back away from the fight and avoid certain decapitation or worse. Completely stopping the Ork's momentum with the parry, Galerus brought his left arm around for a skull shattering punch, connecting with the Ork's face and sending it sprawling into the trench floor's dirt. Before the Ork could even regain any sense, however, Galerus drew his boltpistol and fired three rounds into the Ork's massive skull, exploding the xeno's cranium in a giant hunk of green meat and organic matter.

It was not until Galerus had finished off the Ork that he noticed that the PDF soldiers were cowering in the trenches, and that the only real fighting was being done by that of his own Astartes, the rag-tag group he had led with Captain Garro not too long ago. He could see Auguso, splendid in his purple-gold Mark IV plate, shouting at the cowardly PDF soldiers to get in their places and fight like real men. It was at this point that Galerus was reminded of him own section of the trenches in front of the walls. Brandishing his chainsword and boltpistol, Galerus began to relay orders once again. "Fight like you have never before! If you do not, you are already dead!" Galerus said, towering over all the PDF soldiers in the trench. His entire body was massive, and the fact that only his head stuck out beyond the horizon of the trench was a testament to both his height and the depth of the battlements as well. "The Emperor bids you fight! If you dare wish to dis-obey him, you will answer to me!" Galerus bellowed. That got the PDF soldiers moving. Seeing what Galerus had done to the dead Ork, whose headless corpse lay at the bottom of the trench, they quickly moved into action, although firing their weapons and getting them to move were two entirely different matters.

Sogun ran along the coriders towards the armoury barking orders out to runners to secure some of the week points in the citidels catwalks.He had complete faith in galerus to hold the trenches but he wanted to personaly inspect the catwalks."Quatermaster:My personal weapons now!".The man quickly turned to a strongbox,Opened it and took out four items wrapped in black silk,The man tossed them one at a time to sogun who removed the covers and placed his weapons into thier holsters.They were old model weapons,A plasma pistol,Hellgun,Power sword and a vortex grenade.

As he and his bodyguard ran along the corider towards the catwalks sogun heard the sound of bolterfire and gunshots."North gantry Now!".As the bodyguard turned into a side corider sogun glanced an few orks on the catwalk ahead."Open fire!".The bodyguard and sogun fired a volly of shots into them and at the otherside of the horde were astartes in golden power armour cleaving thier way through."Commander vex,We meet at last." Sogun smiled and holstered his gun.

"Fire, damn you, lest it be instead of the Orks whom you'll face!" Galerus bellowed again to the PDF. His entire form was that of something out of legend. Awe-inspiring in his stark white, black-trimmed armor with the symbol of the original Luna Wolves on his shoulder plate, Galerus faced down more Orks as they slowly gained ground on the front trench system. Rockcrete bunkers, armed to the teeth with heavy bolters and heavy stubbers, mowed down hordes of the green tide, but still numerous numbers were making their ways into the trenches, and Galerus and his Astartes could not be everywhere at once. Already, the Orks were gaining ground. To his left, Galerus raised his boltpistol and emptied half the clip into an Ork just as it was about to cleave a terrified Gearus PDF soldier in half with one of it's crude swords. The Ork fell backwards from the top of the trench as it groped for it's chest, which was now a non-existent central area of air. Blood seeping from it's mouth, the Ork fell backwards onto another of it's comrades, who was smashed under the much larger dead Ork's weight. Turning to his right, Galerus fired the remainder of his clip into another Ork, this one bearing a Shoota and spraying wildly in an attempt to both scare the PDF soldiers and to appease it's ears with the sounds of it's gun firing. Galerus' bolts sprayed the Ork across it's body, penetrating the brute's leather armor and imploding across it's body in a small array of explosions.

No matter how many Orks Galerus killed, however, it would not be enough. They had repelled numerous attacks for months now, but nothing of this scale. And at the time, a number of his brothers from the Imperial Fists had been present. Right now, his skills could not make up for the short-comings of the planetary defense forces. What he needed was the Gearus Elite to be finished deploying inside the Citadel and to start moving again towards the front lines. The PDF, Emperor bless them, were weak and although Galerus admired their even being able to stand amid such a fight they were still only mortals. The Orks were attacking in a such a way as they had never before. The trenches were not essential, but they were the only thing that prevented any type of orkish siege weapon from being brought into range of the Citadel, which was a long distance from the miles long system of trenches, bunkers, and battlements. In fact, the only thing that prevented the trenches being overrun now was the presence of the local Titan Legion, the Legio Divinatus, which was supporting the PDF inside their positions. Taking his mind off the inevitable, Galerus again turned to face the green tides, brandishing his chainsword.

The tide of green did not relent. Gearus PDF units faltered quickly as the Orkz stormed across No Boyz Land, emerging rapidly from their crude foxholes, bunkers and emplacements and charging the Citadel in huge numbers. A ramshackle Wartrukk sailed bumpily over the crater-ridden ground, finally drawing to a halt as it drove straight down into one of the outer trenches, very nearly flipping it over. This didn't stop the occupants. They disgorged from the vehicle's already half-open hold and scrambled out into the trench, their brutish forms bearing down on the comparatively tiny human soldiers. Courage, camaraderie and an autogun didn't sustain well against a WAAAGH! and a few Shooty things. The situation was much the same all across the lines, with infrequent packs of Squigs sweeping through the battlements like silent killers, their snarling muted over the cacophony of battle, and chewing out the Guardsmen's legs from under them. Though fire support was suppressing the the majority of Orky Infuntree advances, keeping them tightened down to their hidey-holes for their time being, the occasional armoured attack was launched from distant encampments, meeting varying success. Already, a handful of Mobz had reached the Citadel itself, but still the defences were not yet compromised. Ghorrgash Skullbuster was eager to see that change, and he was keeping the majority of the Boyz buckled down for a good reason.

Standing atop an observatory podium at the forefront of the main Feeuld Kamp, his hulking, Cyborknetic form could easily be mistaken for a ramshackle watchtower over the rest of the scrambling Orks. He was easily twice as tall as each of them, and the peaked Gearus Elite officer's cap sitting atop his bulbous head (only the top right quarter of which seemed entirely Orkganic) added a miniscule few inches to his height. He attempted to pinch the brim and adjust it slightly in a motion he'd seen countless Hoomie officers do in the distance through the whirring augmetic implant that constituted his left eye, but alas, his Power Klaw wasn't built for it. The entire thing crumpled, went flat and came with his Klaw as he withdrew it. He snapped his half-metal jaw open and closed aggressively and barked, throwing it to the ground. He liked that hat.

Snorting, he turned around and hopped down off his podium. He'd seen enuff of da Boyz trying and failing to breach the Imperail lines for the time being, and had just about pinpointed what they were doin' wrong. They wuz too busy trying to fight and win Orkily to fight and win properly. With two snaps of his Klaws, he grabbed the attention of a Weirdboy as he stomped up behind him. The Psyker had one hand clamped tightly around his staff rammed in the ground and the other tracing lines in the air uselessly. Ghorrgash has assigned this one a role not unlike a Hoomie Astropaff.

"Oi! When're da Rokkz comin' frum Agresson?!" He demanded, slamming his foot heavily against the ground to further enunciate his point. The Weirdboy cringed, his weak legs almost giving out from under him as he shifted his weight onto his staff for support. Though visibly tired and exerted, the Weirdboy managed a weary grin and nodded his head slowly.

"Ten secs," he rasped with repressed glee.

Ghorrgash tilted his head quizically to the side, then jerked it upwards to the sky. His left eye buzzed and winded, the central lens extending forwards with a hiss of steam as he zoomed in on a thick, gargantuan mustard-brown cloud that loomed over the wasteland of the Forge World's polluted desert. Soon enough, he could hear a distant rumbling noise that was gradually getting louder - which lasted for about five seconds in all. Two seconds in, it was joined by the sight of a massive ball of fire punching through the skyline, searing down towards the floor. Five seconds gone and a new rumbling was heard, one that was accompanied by an uncontrollable shaking of the ground. The Weirdboy gurgled incoherently and slid down his staff to the ground, rolling around in the dirt for a moment as a wave of dislodged dust rolled over the encampment. Ghorrgash smacked himself on the side of his head, triggering his optic implant's Thermul Vishun. He didn't even notice the distressed Weirdboy's 'Ead Bang over his boot. He was far more interested in the big Rokk that'd just touched down in No Boyz Land, roughly in the middle between the Feeuld Kamp and their Sitter Dell.

The Weirdboy had been helping co-ordinate the delivery of Ghorrgash's reinforcements from their Gretch-ed 'ive of skum 'n' villunee. Their method of arrival had been simple. There was an asteroid belt floating uselessly in space not too far away (relatively speaking) from Kaldius' star. The Imperials hadn't even noticed its existence until a few months ago, and by this time they had no idea that Agresson's residents had procured the means to intercept their messages in the form of improvised psychic communications officers. Imperial focus shifting from their Hive World to 832-91 had given him enough breathing room to send a Strike Teem to wipe out the mining expedition the Hoomies sent, depriving them of resources to strip and giving Ghorrgash some of his own. Of course, he had a better application for these asteroids than breaking them down to build ships: holdin' 'um together an' makin' Rokkz wiv 'um.

The dust cloud had cleared just as he felt the second one touch down several miles away. This bombforcement - he felt realy, really clever to have combined the Imperial tactics of "orbital bomardment" and "reinforcement" - consisted of about a dozen Rokkz touching down all over the continent, and he'd given the order for them to let gravity take its toll in bringing them down. To stop them burning up and to stop everyone dying 'orribly in an errfquake, he'd also told the Boyz in the Rokkz to use the thrusters they'd mounted on the sides backwerdz, away from the planet's surface. This was to slow their descent to the point where they stayed in one piece and everyone inside did. Throwing a big rock at someone's head from space was about as destructive as throwing a few thousand Boyz at them, so why not do both? The thing was, you couldn't capture a base with a big rock. Precision was something Hoomie Taktikz had taught him to appreciate.

Ghorrgash marched over to his personal Battlefortress and clambered aboard, taking a vaguely heroic position on the roof with his right klaw pointed forwards. They'd strike while their forces were thrown into disarray.

He snatched up his speak-horn and gave the order in a single word that spurred the Boyz to abandon their entrenched positions and charge, and gave all the fresh-on-the-ground Boyz from Orbitt a gentle push in the right direction. The Orkz rushed the Imperials' bases all over the continent with some semblence of synchrony.

"WAAAGH!"

'''((A Blood Axe Cybork Warboss and his WAAAGH having large rocks thrown at you from orbit? Yeah, good luck. Basically, there's dust in the air, the ground's shaking, and you've got shedloads of Orkz charging the Citadel and the other bases. Yeah, my numbers and tactics are probably a bit over-powered, but I am trying to keep up with four other people ganged up against me on the same side. Heh. Do keep in mind that virtually every single Greenskin out there except one (guess who) is a redshirt you can murder freely. However, don't have anyone engaging Ghorrgash just yet. He's leading the vehicle charge from his Feeuld Kamp, but there's loads of Orks in no man's land and the trenches as well between him and you. I'll post again when he starts kicking ass close and personal. Good hunting, gents.))'''

Ali was thrown against the wall of the catwalk,He heard a crack as one of his smaller bones broke against the barrier."What the fuck was that".Sogun looked up at the pile of smoke rising from the area just outside the citidel.A green horde was surging forward out of the ashes.How was this hapening?,Sogun had been under the impresion that captain Leiguis on the battleship resolution had complete control over gearus's orbit.

As he was helped up by one of his remaining bodyguards sogun noticed that the Custodes had already ran off to join the battle.He picked up his sword and Hellgun from the floor and acepted a crutch from the medic in his squad.Sogun knew now that the PDF would brake,They had done their best but they were now completely outnumbered as well.If the PDF broke the war on gearus was already lost."Vox officer karples,I want you to transmit a mesage to the unit commadners of the Gearus elite as well as colonel Zale,Tell them to reinforce the weeker PDF forces and order zales tank columns out into no mans land".The younger man nodded and began to start sending the mesage on the vox.

As they got closer to the front line karples stoped using his vox and looked up again,"Done?" asked Ali.THe young man simply noded."Good,As soon as we get near the comms center i want you to send an astropathic message to all Gearus units out on patrol as well as the space marines,we need as many men as we can get"

"You will hold this line!" Galerus bellowed. He grabbed a fleeing PDF soldier, snatched up a fallen lasrifle, and shoved it into his hands. "The Emperor asks of your service. Now serve." Galerus stated with intensity. The terrified PDF soldier was breaking into tears, his face a mixture of dirt and water. Setting the trooper down, Galerus realized the trooper was useless. He was about as helpful as a decapitated servitor. Revving up his chainsword, Galerus shoved the trooper back into the trenches before facing what appeared to be the elite of the Orks, if there could be such a thing. These Orks were much larger than the average xeno, and they were forging a path for what Galerus could only surmise was the Warboss of the Orkish forces, clad in a giant exoskeleton and bearing two massive power klaws. Resisting the urge to separate himself from the front-line and engage the Warboss personally for fear the line might collapse without his presence, Galerus tackled a charging greenskin, flooring it as he elbowed it in the face and breaking it's snout in a mixture of blood and cracked bones. As the pinned Ork writhed in agony, Galerus drew his boltpistol and attempted to fire, narrowly missing the large ork's face by about an inch. The Warboss bodyguard punched Galerus across the helmet; cracks could be heard through Galerus' helmet. Teething in rage, Galerus finally brought the boltpistol to bear, shoving it into the Ork's mouth before pulling the trigger at least five times, utterly destroying any traces of the Ork's head.

Exarch Arakus and Exarch Mirius stood overlooking the mon-keigh encampment watching the carnage unfold as Autarch Sarandeer led Exarch Pyrian and his Dire Avengers towards them. "How fare the mon-keigh against the greenskins Mirius?" Sarandeer stood and adressed his advance team. "The beasts have brought many more of their kind to this war, they will overrun the defenders in no time." The Autarch stepped forward to the edge of the rocky outcrop and planned out his next move in the time it would take a mon-keigh to form a sentence. "It would be in our best interests if this settlement does not fall. I will lead half the Dire Avengers while Pyrian, you continue on to our objective. This task was always meant for you." "It will be done." Pyrian replied in the same level tone he always used. "Arakus and Mirius. You are with me, lead the warriors of your temple in to support the mon-keigh and slay the greenskins. Arakus grinned behind his helmet as he and the Exarch of the Warp Spider temple exchanged a look, "Finally some action."

The Bazhaikan opened fire on the immense weapon that had just obliterated a planet in the system. This was too much power for the primitive mon-keigh, they could not be allowed to harm any other worlds lest they target the Exodite colony. Not for the first time Caldar regretted the decision to allow the primitive beasts the mon-keigh once were, to live. One of her ancestors were on the expedition team that had discovered mankind and chose to let them live and develop, not understanding the warlike race they would one day become. The powerful Eldar psyker saw the to similar mon-keigh Astartes look in the direction of the shruiken and prism cannon fire and she saw the comprehension of an attack. Suddenly in the back of her mind came a sense of fear, looking towards the destroyed planet she felt a presence of great evil, an ancient power that should not be woken. Looking back towards the warriors of the primitives her eyes flared with psychic energy, she was more than a match for several of the most powerful of these individuals combined and now had a twin purpose.This mission had become more than a diversion, the Farseer now had to ensure the fools did not tamper with forces they did not understand. "Fight on Eldar of Biel-tan, the future of our kind is at stake!"

On Gearus the battle raged on, now with the fury of the Eldar unleashed. Neither the mon-keigh northe greenskin beasts expected the ancients of the galaxy to be in the system let alone in this conflict. The Dire Avengers held the line at the edge, slowly working a path through to the defenses of the mon-keigh. The Exarchs and their warriors had a different tactic in mind. Like a shadow in the dark the Striking Scorpions weaved through the battling forces, cutting through any greenskin in their path and dodging around the few mon-keigh amongst the greenskins. The Warp Spiders used their warp jump generators to full effect, performing rapid jumps and unleashing the fury of their Spinners. In the middle of this was Autarch Sarandeer. From his time at both the Warp Spiders temple and Striking Scorpions temple he had learned the tactics of both Mirius and Arakus and was using them to the fullest extent charging ahead of all other Eldar till he stood nearby the larger Astartes of the mon-keigh. "Peace Human, we are not your enemy in this battle. However harm a single Eldar and I will personally see to the destruction of this settlement." As a vast majority of the Dire Avengers organised a perimeter between the defenders and the greenskins, the Scorpions and Spiders continued to wreath a path of destruction through the Orks. "This line will hold, my warriors are far superior to any of your kind. Now where is your commander?"

Galerus hoisted the greenskin up and snapped his neck, dropping the corpse to the side as the Eldar appeared at his side and began it's usual arrogant tone. Galerus resisted the impulse to put three bolts into the Eldar's head and begin massacring his warriors, but right now he was fighting an enemy that was already threatening to overwhelm him and he could not bother to bring about a second front which was already inside his lines. Making a signal to Auguso to let the brother Astartes know of the xenos and not to fire on them, Galerus spoke to the xeno. "Do not threaten me, Eldar. You tread dangerous ground with your words. Maybe superior to these pathetic mortals whom I strive to protect, but you would do well not to antagonize a threat not two paces from your side." Galerus hissed, slapping a fresh magazine into his boltpistol before emptying it in less than a few seconds, dropping a foolish screaming Ork as it's body ruptured into dozens of little bloody pieces. "I am the lone commander here. Captain Galerus Hraav of the... the rest is not important. I lead every single soldier, if they can be called as such up until the walls of the grand Citadel; from there, Lord General Sogun commands the defenses." Galerus said, breathing heavily as he ripped through another Ork's chest with his chainsword, blood and guts spewing everywhere. "Your timing is generous. Theses boys and mortals are not warriors by trade," Galerus said, commenting on the weaklings with whom he was leading.

Sarandeer looked upon the mon-keigh Astartes who named himself Galerus. "It is pointless bandying words at this point in time." Sarandeer sneered while gracefully stepping aside a greenskin attack and finishing it with a flick of his sword," In the open like this the greenskin warband holds the advantage, it is essential to the survival of your pathetic little settlement to withdraw to the walls. There you can hold the beasts at bay indefinitely." the Autarch looked out upon the field of war and took in the sight of carnage. We will hold this line until you have withdrawn then follow." As the great warrior turned to rejoin his Dire Avengers he looked over his shoulder, "I trust you have enough intelligence to know the path I have proposed is the best one and enough honour to not betray my people in this battle." With that he returned his full attention to the Orks.

Farseer Caldar blasted psychic energy in every direction, throwing electrical charges and searing any Astartes that stepped her way. She could see the two brothers charging her way and refrained from frying them with her power. The one on the right had a higher purpose in this life while the one on the left she could feel had the beginnings of the taint. Dodging back towards the safety of the Bazhaikan whom had blown portions of the large cannon away, She spoke privately into their minds. "Savark, I can feel your want for power. You know deep down what your heart truly desires, why not take it?" "Robert, can you not feel something wrong inside your brother, I have seen his future and that of your own." Laughing at the momentary hesitation from the brothers, she stepped back behind her own forces and continued to blast psychic energy towards any mon-keigh who stepped her way.

Galerus sneered at the xeno. He toyed with the idea of picking up the Autarch by the neck and breaking it in one little twist, or even using his chainsword and ripping the xeno in half before turning on his pathetic, inferior aspect warriors and using them for toothpicks. The mere idea of it satisfied him enough that he almost did it. "Do not speak to me with your arrogant tones, xeno. I have seen far more battles in far less the time of your lifespan. No, we will not withdraw. These pathetic PDF soldiers are commanded by the Emperor, and by Terra will they serve him!" Galerus bellowed, grabbing a fleeing PDF soldier and throwing him back into the line. "This pathetic settlement," Galerus said, tearing through another Ork with his chainsword, "has enough weapons to blacken No Man's Land twenty times over. Do not belittle it anymore." Galerus said, withdrawing his chainsword from the Ork's seared flesh. "However, if you must insist on a fighting withdrawal, the Warboss must first be neutralized, and before that, his bodyguard." Galerus said, pointing his finger in the distance to the massive battle fortress.

With yet another primal roar, Vex impaled an Ork and thrust his Guardian Spear on through a second and third. He fired it's integral bolter into the chest of a fourth, firing until it finally fell. His spear so occupied, Vex drew his shortsword in his left hand and lashed out to the right, thrusting through an Ork's neck and ripping upwards, sending it's head spinning off into the open sky between the gantries. It plummetted downwards, caving in the head of an Ork below as it reared up in front of Galerus and the Autarch. Vex neither knew nor cared about that however, as a truly gigantic Ork rushed down the gantry towards him, lashing out left and right. Men and Orks were scattered by it's rampage, and even the Custodes were forced to step back in the face of it's unbridled wrath. All but Vex. He had stood alone on Darendra. Death and Vex were old friends. Sheathing his shortsword and wrenching his spear free from it's victims, Vex stood before the rushing Ork and grounded the haft of his spear. The Ork bellowed. Feral. A daned Feral Ork. Vex stil stood fast. Against the urging of the Gearus Elite and PDF troops. Only the Custodes stood silent, cutting down the occasional Ork that passed out their colossal leader.

At the last second, Vex shifted his weight forwards, tilting the tip of his spear right in front of the Ork's chest. Vex rolled aside and let the Ork hrtle forward, driving his spear through it's chest and out between it's shoulder blades. The Ork fell, sliding along the blood-slicked catwalk before rising once more. Galerus grunted. It would have been too much to hope for that mere impalement would stop an Ork that big. It wrenched his spear free, looking more confused than pained at the eleven-foot weapon now in it's hands. It looked like a razor tied to a broom handle in the grip of that monstrous Ork. Vex drew his short sword as the Ork tossed his spear backwards, embedding it in a manufactorum smokestack. Vex matched the Ork's roar with his own bellow as he rushed at it again. He ducked under it's guard, spinning his sword into a reverse-grip and styabbing into the Ork's mid-section. It bellowed as that stab became a rip and a tear as it's momentum and Vex's momentum tore the blade through it's body. Vex whirled his sword again, slicing a slab of muscle from it's upper back and ducking under it's counter-strike. One hit from that beast and the fight would become difficult, at best. Vex stabbed again, catching the Ork in the chest this time. Too close. Close enough for that stab was close enough for the Ork to grab him. Vex barely had time to swear before the Ork flung him over the guard rail.

Ali looked through a telescope on the balconys.Down on the battlefield a group of strange alien figures were just bellow the horizon,They wern't orks or any other xenos that sogun had fought recently.They were eldar,and Galerus was talking to them,Sogun switched to the vox chanel that he had agreed to use with galerus and vex,"Galerus what are you talking to the eldar about?".Ali knew the message would take a while to arive at galerus's vox so he decided to take command of a tank collum.

Ali jumed up onto the top of the tanks bodywork and slid down through the hatch.The tank actualy belonged to zale but sogun had ordered zale to give up some of his more powefull tanks to take command of the gearus elite tank devisions.The tank Ali was commanding at the moment was a bodied leman russ executioner and was the most powerfull tank outside Zales regiment.He turned on the tanks vox and started to speak with the men in the devision."Men of gearus,Long ago your ancestors died to free this world,Were they afraid?,Yes,Did they run?,Yes,But only in thier minds!.They fought and they died for our world!,You can run from the orks men of Gearus,You might even outrun me but you will never outrun your ancestors if you run now you will never forgive yourselves!"

"I am sorry for the xeno intrusion, my lord. It will be dealt with as soon as possible. However, I cannot risk a second enemy at this time." Galerus said over his vox channel, breathing heavily into the vox as he impaled an Ork with a re-purposed machete from the ground. The floor of the trench was littered in weapons, and Galerus could reach down and find one with his eyes blind-folded. "I can not explain my case further at this time, my lord, but it will all be made clear shortly." Galerus said. The Ork bellowed as the machete exited through it's back, the front pommel of the handle protruding from it's left breast. Withdrawing the massive machete, Galerus slashed the Ork across the neck before dropping the machete and plugging the Ork in the head with his boltpistol, dropping the green xeno with grace as his white armor became drenched with yet more blood and guts. Having been a shade of albino white before the battle, it was now a mix of scarlet and dirt, with the white sheen of it's granduer showing every now and then in random spots like a diffused camouflage. Galerus turned to face another Ork when it completely floored him, a massive Ork compared to it's comrades. Just as Galerus was going to go through the usual routine of dismembering his opponent, Galerus' eyes looked on as a massive golden figure swung over the side the gantry above.

The battle was not going well at all from the vantage point of Sarandeer. The refusal of the primitive mon-keigh to retreat to a safer vantage point was foolish and one of the many differences between the two races. The Eldar always preferred to fight battles under circumstances that suited them, however the human race was well known to be stubborn and unwilling to relinquish ground simply for pride's sake. "Fools, you will doom yourselves in the end, you will make it all the more easier for the Eldar to retake our rightful domain," The Autarch muttered to himself. Much farther down the line he spotted a great warrior in golden armour standing alone, holding back the tide of green with feats like he had seen done by no mon-keigh before. The decision made in his head, Sarandeer charged in the direction of the warrior. If the defenses were to hold without the fools falling back then it would be men like this that would hold it together. Reaching the massive warrior he drew his fusion gun and began cutting down Orks by the dozen, leaving whatever part of their bodies hit as nothing more than a melted heap. The charge of a huge Greenskin almost caught the Autarch off balance in the heat of the moment and he barely managed to dodge away before the beast encountered the golden warrior.

The clash was enormous. The Ork was impaled and repeatedly cut and attacked without seeming to feel it. Sarandeer charged back towards the beast as it threw the Astartes over the nearby guard rail. As the mighty greenskin turned and bellowed a victory roar its final sight was the fusion gun of the Autarch. "Perhaps I was wrong about that mon-keigh, there may not be a warrior amongst these primitives who can stand before this tide." The headless body of the Ork stumbled around a few more steps before it was pushed out of the way by an Ork of equal size. Taking a half second to steady himself, Sarandeer began the dance of battle again.

Vex stared down into the abyss below. The gantry creaked above him as he dangled from a cable below the catwalk. Vex had somehow retained a grip on his shortsword, and began swinging his legs to get a decent swing. He thrust the sword up through the gantry, through the heel of a massive Ork and up into it's calf. He withdrew the blade quickly as the Ork keeled over, it's left leg now useless. Vex swung back again, sheathing his sword as he went. Another heave and he was pulling himself back over the guard rail, dusting himself down. He drew his sword again and strode over to the body of the stricken Ork, pushing a scrawny warrior out of the way. He reversed his grip on his sword and thrust it down into the Ork's skull. He turned to apologise to the warrior for the push, but noticed who, or more accurately, what he was. An Eldar. Vex's lips curled back, baring his teeth as he approached the Xeno.

"What treachery is this?" Vex snarled, locking eyes with the Eldar.

The ancient warrior showed no fear as Vex rested the tip of his sword to his gorget. At least these Eldar were fighting the Orks. For now, they were allies, but Vex still wanted an answer.

Ali pulled down the tanks auspex and switched the control to his console.The tank sogun was commanding was a Emperor class,One of the last in existance it mounted one of the most powefull weapons in the imperium.From this distance it was hard to make out the columns target.The battle fortress of the ork warlord was just visable in the distance and Ali intended to destroy it and leave the ork force temporarily leaderless.The instrument of the battle fortress's destruction was being prepared even now at the citidel,Sogun had ordered the tech priests to prepare a deathstrike ICBM for launch,All sogun or zales tank colum had to do was get close enogth to hit it with a tracker so that imperial forces could retreat before they fired the missile.

The renowned Autarch calmy stared down the warrior in the gold armour as the blade was held to his throat. "I need not explain my actions to you brute," Sarandeer sneered at the lesser being, "All you will be told is that for now the greenskins are our target on this battlefield." The battle continued to rage as the two warriors stood before each other. Sarandeer spotted out of the corner of his eye Exarch Arakus charging to his aid and gave the simplest of motions to return to the battle. Satisifed that the Exarch of the striking scorpions temple was not going to interfere, Autarch Sarandeer engaged his warp jump generator and reappeared several feet further back, out of the reach of the Astartes warrior. "The problem with your race is you believe you are undefeatable, I will tell you the same I told that one named Galerus. Withdraw your forces back to the wall, there you can defend indefinitely."

Arakus met up with Mirius in the center ofthe greenskin force just as the warp spider removed an Ork's head with his blades sending blood over himself. "We have to end this, I dont like being allied with these mon-keigh and Sarandeer is most likely going to get himself killed trying to help them." Several more warp spiders jumped into the area nearby. "Agreed brother, we must find this warboss and bring him down." "My striking scorpions will remain here, Mirius, your warp spiders should come with us." with those words Arakus dodged off in the direction of the largest group of Nobz cutting and slicing greenskins as he went, Mirius issued his orders and followed flanked by roughly half his warp spiders.

Part 2
"Then for now, I suppose that means we are allies. As for undefeatable, we control most of the Galaxy. That is as close to undefeatable as one can get. We need to deprive the Orks of these gantries. If they move mortars up here, the walls will be nothing more than a death trap," Vex responded to the Eldar.

Vex raised his sword, indicating the retreat. He backed up, splitting Ork heads and slashing Ork throats as he went, backing up side by side with the Autarch, the Eldar's measured, graceful movements a stark contrast to the Orks' savagery and Vex's bone-crushing brute force. Vex lashed out a kick, shattering an Ork femur. As the gree beast staggered, Vex thrust his sword up through it's head and pulled back, splitting it's head. He headbutted another Ork and grabbed it's rough jerkin. With a heave of his weight, Vex tossed the Ork screaming to the ground below, landing on top of yet another Ork aiming to leap on Galerus. Vex sheathed his sword as he came level with his Guardian Spear. He jumped, catching hold of the Spear's shaft and wrenching it from the smokestack.

"Pull back! Blow the gantries! Now damn it! NOW!" Vex roared down the Battle Group Vox Channel, waving his Custodes back and singalling for them to leave the Eldar be. As he came to where the stairs joined with and became the gantry, Vex stopped, whipping his Guardian Spear around in front of himself, bisecting every Ork in the rank encroaching on him.

He lunged his spear right, then left, then whirled it downwards in front of himself, severing the Gantrie's supports at this end. He aimed down the shaft of his spear, his eyes narrowing on the sights of it's integral Bolter, and fired, blowing another support further along the bridge as the Autarch kept the Orks at bay. Vex aimed and fired again, severing another support. There was a long, low groan of twisting metal as the gantry shifted downwards. Vex lashed out, cutting down a pair of Orks as they leaped the gap forming between the gantry and the stairs. Another groan. A screech. A snap, a crack like thunder and a slight whistling noise as a supporting cable snapped further along the gantry. A screech, a twang and another whipcrack. And more and more. The gantry was shaking violently now, heaving and bucking and launching Orks to their deaths by the dozen. A final pair of snaps and cracks. The gantry had no hope of holding now. With a final groan, the miles-long gantry began to drop, spilling the horde of Orks into the gaping abyss, to the ground miles below. Vex smiled, satisfied with the carnage he had caused, and nodded to the Eldar.

He heard more calls coming down the Vox line. Gantries were being blown all over the city as soldiers pulled back to the front lines on the ground and snipers moved up to the platforms that used to link the gantries to the stairs.

"Any further words of advice, or do you just wish to see us pen ourselves in and give you free run on this world?" Vex asked the Autarch, standing next to him as they watched hundreds of Orks drop as the signal had yet to reach their rear echelons that the gantries were gone. Voices at the front screaming for a retreat. Voices at the back screaming for a charge. The screams for retreat became screams of terror as the Orks plummetted to the ground. What an un-Orkly death.

With the Gantries destroyed and the Orks unable to reach the settlement they turned their attention on the only remaining enemies in their midst, the warriors of the Exarchs. Realising the odds against them had drastically reduced and they had become the only target Mirius and Arakus ordered their aspect warriors to break for the edges and take cover. "Damned beasts, death from the shadows has come!" Arakus allowed the Exarch in him to take over, the striking scorpion moving in a single fluid motion with his scorpion claw in one hand and chainsword in the other. The warp spider aspect warriors jumped to the edge of the greenskin tide and began hit and run tactics to clear a path for the Striking Scorpions fighting their way out. Mirius however remained with the Exarch of the striking scorpions entering into the twin motions of his counterpart and together were a whirlwind of destruction.

Sarandeer stood beside the Astartes at the edge of the abyss watching as a few more Greenskins attempted to leap across. He could not help but be impressed with the quick thinking of this creature although he would never admit it. "In case you have not noticed myself and my warriors are also within this area. I may be able to leave but I will not abandon my warriors, the Eldar value life far more highly than that of the mon-keigh." He spoke still with an air of arrogance while refraining from sneering at the lesser being. The Autarch of Biel-tan had a difficult decision to now make, there was in fact a way out of the settlement through undergound catacombs that spread several miles in all directions. These catacombs had been built by the Eldar long ago. If an individual found the correct path through the wraithbone passageways to the center they would find the same artifact that Exarch Pyrian was even now below searching for having entered through a different entrance. Deciding the odds of any of these primitives finding the artifact was low he decided to allow some information to the mon-keigh. "There is another way to strike at the enemy, There is a passage that will take us nearby where i believe the Ork warboss may be, The best way to win a war is to remove the head off the enemy."

Galerus shoved the beast off of him as he drove his boltpistol into it's mouth and pulled the trigger, blowing out the back of it's head in a mixture of blood and gore. "You were always inferior in the first place, xeno," Galerus said, sneering at the word. Pushing himself back up onto his feet, Galerus looked far above as the gantries were blown in multitudes of metal rain and fire. Dozens of Orks fell to the earth, screaming in deafening tones as they tried to discern what had happened to them. Around him, Galerus could see his fellow Astartes slowly regrouping around him, a multitude of different colors and blurs of action. Resulas, a natural at infantry combat, fought with what could be called the finesse of a lunatic warrior. His white and blue armor was covered in blood, and very few spots weren't covered in some kind of dirt or body fluid. "Resulas!" Galerus shouted. Resulas turned his briefly before decapitating an Ork, then began to push his way to Galerus. "What is your word, Brother-Captain?!" Resulas shouted, still fighting with an extreme ferocity. "The gantries are being blown! Give the signal to pull back! Only Vex can issue the order to destroy those gantires!" Galerus shouted. Resulas, hesitant to relay an order to retreat, nodded, and turned to speak to the other Astartes field commanders to relay the retreat order and re-group on the Captain.

One Hour Later...

When Galerus saw the chaos that had befallen the PDF, he knew they were all too happy to fall back into the walls. Only the few detachments of Gearus Elite that fought with the Astartes continued any real fighting, waiting for their Stormbird gunships to arrive at the artificial landing pads. The majority of the PDF were already clawing for spots into the gunships; the others, heading towards the safety of the walls in the strange hope that the Citadel might open it's gates for them. Regardless, they were dead, and the gunships were far too few. Standing on the ramp, Galerus shouted and waved for his Astartes as two of the last remaining gunships landed in response to his command beacon. The Astartes rushed aboard the gunships, their massive figures blurs as they stepped aboard. Galerus was the last to board, still firing his boltpistol as Osiris put his hand on the barrel and motioned for him to stop as a lucky PDF soldier threw himself inside, the ramp closing as the Stormbird dusted off. Small arms fire pinged off the hull of the gunship, and sporadic rocket fire buffeted the gunship as it headed off for the walls.

Savark pushed the voice out of his head and shook the noise from his ears, no Xeno witch was going to bewitch him! “Flee Xeno, before I make you regret you choice xeno! Robert, get to the orb!” His brother nodded and ran out of the hall, three merican fusillers took his place and sent a volley of bolter shells flying to the witch, all of which disintegrated before her outstretched hand. “This planet is OURS witch” Savark roared, he rose his relic blade high and brought it down with the strength the emperor and Dorn gave him. The witch’s feeble sorcery could not stop the blessed blade, her sorrcery could however get her out, at the last moment she vanished, a blue wisp was all that was left behind.. “Where going to Gearus boys!” Well, half the company and the merican fusilers that was but Savark wanted the blood of that Xeno.

‘’An hour later’’

Robert took his first step on the smooth orb, it was perfectly circular, not a single scratch was on it, if it could take a blast from the pressrium ire, this thing seemed to be pretty much indestructible. ”Sir! I found something!” Robert looked over to Larry, he had tanned skin and a curly black moustache, what planet was he from? Robert walked over, what Larry had found was seemingly obvious it was a perfectly straight line with runes on the east side of it. “I think those runes are Eldar sir” “Very good Lary” Robert bent over to get a closer look at the runes, he put his hand out to touch it, “Stop!” Robert jolted up, the voice belonged to a women, it was smooth and pleasant to the ears, but had millennia of wisdom in them, “Do not touch that! If you do you will doom the system!” the women was very tall and Savark could only see her mouth and chin and her left hand which clutched a long smooth white staff which had many blue gems on it’s head, and Eldar farseer. “And what, witch, is this place?” “A tomb, a tomb of evil” She said, he could hear the fear in her voice, “Speak plainly witch lest I kill you and open it anyway!” “Foolish mon-keigh!” she said sternly “You should learn to respect orders given to you!” “I obey NO Witch!” Robert jumped to the ground and his the runes with his fist “You have doomed as all you stup-” She was cut off by two of Larry’s bolt rounds. The line across the planet began to glow a dark red, the same red as thick blood and the ground beneath them changed from the glossy blue white to a vile black. “Time to go!” yelled Larry “Agreed” Yelled Robert, they jumped into the thunder hawk and sped off, perhaps he’ll listen to the eldar next time.

''Freedom, sweet freedom and soon sweet Revenge. Kaldor the throat slitter was free again, he flexed his over sized limbs and felt his daemonic scimitar and writhing whip in his hand, he opened his mighty wings, over twenty thousand years he had been imprisoned, now he was going to kill in the name of chaos! He took off into the black void of space as the planet fell apart around him. Time to go home. ''

Sogun and the gearus elite/PDF tank collum now retreated back towards the citidal.Ali had heard Vex give the order to blow the gantries and galerus had allready given the order for the PDF to retreat.The column executed a 360 turn and it required all the skill of the gearus elite to maintain a fighting retreat at the high speeds of the Leman Russ tanks.Sogun had set a deadline for the gates to close,In an hours time the citidels gates would open to let sogun and his column through and any PDF units left were traped outside.

The tank column crushed orks under its tracks and blasted ork vehicles into dust.It reached the outer walls of the citidel just a short time before the gates were due to close and sogun dismounted the tank.Neerby stormbirds landed in the courtyard and sogun saw Galerus and his squad dismount.

Galerus stumbled off the Stormbird, half of his Astartes following. Nearby, the other Stormbird carrying Galerus' Astartes had already finished disembarking it's passengers. Resulas and the others were already heading for the nearest Manufactorum ammunition depot, eager to resupply and get back into the fight where needed. Stripping off his dented helmet, Galerus ran a hand through his buzzed brown hair, feeling for any blood or flesh that might have been rendered when he was fighting. Galerus' eyes flickered to Sogun's tank column, which was already rolling in with Orkish small arms fire coming in behind it. Galerus could see Sogun already popping out from the top of his Leman Russ, eyeing Galerus and his Astartes as they left their drop-ships, which promptly proceeded to leave just as quickly as they had dusted down.

It had been far too close. The tainted brother was much stronger than expected and came very close to felling the powerful Farseer, however the Psyker in her was an advantage the astartes had not. "Damned mortals and their fates, I should have fried him before he got too close." She spoke to herself as she stepped out of the webway onto Gearus.

After the encounter with the Astartes on Stone Farseer Caldar had received word that Autarch Sarandeer had succeeded in executing phase one of the greater plan. "That is good to hear Autarch, Another detachement of mon-keigh is heading towards your location, and there is something else." Caldar stopped as she remembered the feeling of fear and dread she had felt when she saw that orb. "The fools have awoken something foul, I am not sure what but it spells doom for many unless it is brought low quickly. It is now more urgent than ever to reclaim Warpbane." "Understood Farseer, bring the rest of the Bazhaikan to this planet and we can stand in force. Pyrian is hunting for the artifact as we speak and I will be sending the Shadow Twins after him."

Sarandeer stood in contemplation, surrounded by mon-keigh with very few of his own kind. The surviving Dire Avengers which numbered ar roughly three quarters of the original number. Arakus stepped out of the shadows nearby as Mirius teleported in flanked by several Warp Spiders. "Our aspect warriors are continuing to search for Pyrian without much luck." Arakus continued after Mirius spoke "The complex below is enormous, it will take some time to search." Sarandeer turned to look at the two Exarchs, "It is imperitive we find Warpbane and Pyrian is the only one with the signature to do so, return to the catacombs and find him." Giving the simplest nod of acknowledgment both warriors left as Farseer Caldar teleported herself at Sarandeer's side. "Why do you remain with these mon-keigh Autarch?" "If what you have told me is true Farseer then they will be necessary in combating this presence you felt." The Eldar looked at each other, "Sarandeer, for the love of all we once had, I would prefer to leave this settlement and observe further away." Sarandeer sighed, "Very well Caldar, your instincts have not led us wrong before, we will rejoin the Bazhaikan and await the the Exarchs." The two great Eldar turned and left, entering the catacombs without a word to the mon-keigh.