Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25684606-20180802153703/@comment-25684606-20180918195005

Ciaran's sensors picked up faint traces of life, some too small for humans, others too far away to pose an immediate threat to their advance.

They moved along the streets, with some buildings peppered with the impacts of Las-Bolts, solid slugs or even torn apart from grenades and larger ordonance, while others looked like their owners could return at any time.

About two blocks from the gate, the echoes of battle rose across the roofs. A multi-throated roar was answered by the hammering of autoguns and soon the two sounds intermingled and faded into the distinct, chaotic chorus of war.