Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224219/@comment-1734134-20161219213653

A number of Stormtroopers have fallen, their broken bodies sprawled over the dust and sand, but far more Imperials lie in crumpled heaps holding onto their own broken forms.

The sniper round bounces off the collar of the Officer, whose red eyed stare meets with his would be assassin. He quietly backs out of the breach, more Stormtroopers taking his place - emptying their hot-shot lasguns into the nearest targets. They move with great speed, as if their armour does weigh them down, readying their bayonets as they prepare to close with the panicking Imperial defenders. More rockets fly over the walls, crashing into the temples and churches and reducing them to rubble. There’s only static over the communications channel,