Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224219/@comment-1734134-20170127233445

"Mi'lord, they're nowhere near the gate," the Captain replies through a static ridden vox. There's no flank to move against - the heretics having taken up position beneath the cover of shattered concrete and ruined stonework. The local militia begins to pull back - any attempt to make use of the high ground seeing them reduced to bloody pulp by the thunder of artillery.

You're able to push through the wall of clerics, ripping a number to shreds as you pass into the open and now crater covered street.